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[dingusfreakhxrrington]

Hello! Could I please request a F!emale reader x vampire Eddie he comes back from the upside down on Halloween,finding the female reader in a red ridding hood costume? Could I request it with some angst and fluff? Thank you

You're Not A Monster

pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: When Eddie finally escapes the Upside Down he struggles to return to you after what he had become.

warnings: vampire!eddie, mentions of death, mentions of violence, mentions of blood, angst, fluff, open ending

word count: 1.7k

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He spotted you much quicker than he thought he would. It was Halloween, after all, and you weren’t the only one in costume.

You’d told him that you were planning on going as red riding hood. He’d jokingly said that he’d accompany you as the big bad wolf — your big bad wolf.

That was back when things were simpler — easier.

Back before he died.

He died and maybe a day or so later, he awoke again but the gates were closed. The gates were closed and you were gone.

Then there was Vecna, the menacing evil that had brought him back to the land of the living. Well, not quite.

Eddie knew he was still dead, well, undead. His heart no longer had a beat and his body was cold, far too cold for someone living. He didn’t even need to breathe.

His flesh was preserved, however, in a more pristine condition than when he had died. His previous wounds and scars were completely healed and not a spec of decomposition was in sight.

It was as if he’d been frozen in time with the clock only rewinding back on the injuries he had endured.

A vampire, as most people would call him.

It had taken him months to escape the Upside Down. If he weren’t already dead he’d have likely died again just trying to get back to you.

He was back and you were standing only a few feet away but now that he could see you he was suddenly afraid to face you.

When he died he was still Eddie but now… now he was truly the monster the town already believed him to be.

Not that he had killed anyone to sate his thirst for blood but he had killed more than a few local deers since he returned from the Upside Down.

He hadn’t felt hungry there, perhaps because there was so little to eat, but now he could hear so many beating hearts and smell every small paper cut on a child’s hand. It was only a matter of time before he hurt someone, he was sure.

You were looking his way now but you still hadn’t noticed him. He was in the shadows, half hidden behind a nearby tree.

Something felt off to you. There had been a chill along your spine as if you were being watched by someone.

When Robin called out to you, you brushed that feeling off and followed her along.

He followed you all night, watching you from a safe distance as he battled with himself internally about whether to return to you or keep his distance.

He didn’t want to scare you, didn’t want you to look at him and see him for what he now was. He just wanted you to see him how he was before, to look at him with that same sparkle in your eye.

You knew something was off, even as you danced and drank with your friends.

He’d followed you all the way to the party, not that you had realised it was him yet, and you knew something was stalking you.

Robin and Steve noticed something was bothering you but you told them it was nothing, knowing that they would only think the worst just as you were doing and prepare themselves for another tangle with the Upside Down.

Alas, you made it home safe and sound. Unlike Robin and Steve, you were still sober because you’d been too on edge all night to really relax and have fun.

Your parents were still out, away at another party for the night in the next town along. It was a work thing and you didn’t mind, you knew they’d come back to you soon enough. It was family tradition to have a spooky movie night on Halloween, after all.

You were sitting in your living room when you heard it… a knock at your door. It was almost too gentle, eerie in the way it echoed

Your heart started to drum against your chest again, the heavy beats threatening to shatter your bones.

It was probably nothing — likely just some late trick-or-treaters doing the final rounds. Still, your hand shook as you opened the door.

Eddie had turned away, still so hesitant that he thought if you hadn’t seen his face and he decided to just leave you’d think it was some prank or maybe even just a dream.

But you knew it was him, not some silly prank or vivid hallucination. You instinctively reached out for his jacket, eager to wrap your fingers around the fabric, but you held yourself back.

“E-Eddie?”

The moment you spoke he knew he couldn’t leave, not when he knew if he did he’d never hear you say his name again.

Your voice was cracked and broken, tears already welling in your eyes, and he finally turned to face you.

It really was him. You didn’t know how but the ghost of your boyfriend was standing on your doorstep, all bloodied and covered in dirt… Just how he was when he died. Except he wasn’t dead anymore, he was here with you again.

Before he could figure out what to say, you had already thrown yourself at him. Your head buried into him as your arms wrapped tightly around him, afraid he’d disappear again if you let go.

You were crying already, your whole body shaking against him as you wept.

He held you close, leaning his head against yours as he closed his eyes and relished the feeling of having you near again. He’d missed you so much. He’d missed your warmth, the smell of your perfume, the sound of your voice. Most of all, he’d missed having you in his arms.

When you finally began to calm down and stepped away to look at him again, he smiled so gently, as if you hadn’t thought him to be dead for the past seven months.

“Can I come in?”

Those were his only words and, of course, you nodded before stepping back inside, taking his hand in yours as you pulled him along with you. His rings were almost as cold as his skin against yours. You knew it was cold outside but you’d never felt him lacking so much in warmth.

He kicked his shoes off out of routine, knowing your parents didn’t like it when people wore their dirty shoes around the house, and suddenly he began to feel more at home.

You were crying again when you reached your room but you calmed yourself to ask the question on your mind.

“How?” was all you could manage to get out, one broken word spoken by a broken voice.

He sat down at the end of your bed and pondered his answer. He didn’t know how to tell you the truth — that he is now well and truly a monster.

“W-Were you alive there this whole time? In the Upside Down?”

Your words came before he’d decided on what to say and all he could do was shake his head. No.

The hold around your heart tightened again and you sat down beside him, taking his hand once more. It was as cold as it had been before, the warmth of your home seemingly doing nothing to warm his body through.

“You’re so cold…” You spoke without thinking, piecing things together yourself since he seemed so reluctant to speak.

“So, Red Riding Hood?”

You nodded but didn’t verbally answer his question about the costume you still adorned. You were still thinking, still trying to understand how he was here with you now.

The tears that still stained your cheeks had stopped, halting only to clear your mind as you leaned against his shoulder.

“You’re not alive, are you?”

You squeezed his hand as you spoke, trying to reassure him that it was okay. No matter what had happened to him or what he was now it didn’t matter because he was back by your side again.

“Not exactly…”

He sounded just like your Eddie but there was something more — something off. His voice wasn’t as chirpy as usual, his words not as playful.

“But you are back? For good?”

He seemed startled by your words as if he hadn’t been expecting you to ask them so soon, but you didn’t care what he was or how he was back, you just needed to know he was here to stay.

“I- I don’t know… I’m dangerous, if I stay I might hurt you.”

You lifted your head from where it was rested against him and turned your body slightly to face him. He was already looking away from you, hiding behind a curtain of dark curls.

You let go of his hand and softly turned his face toward you. His skin was still so cold, his cheek now wet with the trail of a stray tear.

You wiped that stray tear away with the warm pad of your thumb and his eyes flickered back towards you.

“You won’t hurt me, Eddie. I’m not scared of you, I never will be. Just tell me what’s going on.”

His eyes shook as they looked into yours, searching for the truth in your words. When he found what he was looking for, he began to explain to you what had happened in the time since you’d last seen him.

By the time he was done, you had him in your arms again.

“What you are doesn’t make you a monster, Eddie. Your actions do. You haven’t hurt anyone and you won’t, I know you won’t because you’re a good person, Edward Munson. Not some big bad wolf that you foolishly believe yourself to be.”

He couldn’t help but smile as he nuzzled his head into your shoulder. You didn’t care what he was and maybe you were right, maybe everything would be okay. He was so close to your beating heart, so close to the blood in your veins, and he felt no desire to hurt you.

Maybe the two of you would figure it out together, keep him on a diet of animal blood only. Maybe it really was okay.

All he knew was that he believed every word you were saying. He’d never hurt you, he’d rather die all over again than ever cause you pain.

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[zscyber]

The other thing I did for the Spookfest! Pumpkins and Pumpkaboo!

Happy Halloween!

[krossover]

Ready to participate! Sr. Pelo opened a Little contest to see if your character will appear in the new Spooky Month!

Good Luck everyone!

[sol-arpower]

my stardew valley jack-o-lantern 🎃

[thehungrykat1]

Spookfest and Spooktacular Treats at City of Dreams Manila

City of Dreams Manila brings out treats and tricks this Halloween season at Café Society and at DreamPlay, the interactive family entertainment play space, where a VIP Spookfest package entitles participants in a Halloween costume contest to win an overnight stay at Hyatt Regency Manila. Café Society lays out a totally new selection of delicious Halloween-themed confections available from October 28 to 31. Perfect for trick-or-treat activities, the eerily delightful offerings include Wicked Cashew Fudge (P250), Monster Halloween Cake (P1,500), Mummy Loaf Cake (P1,500), Scary Halloween Cookies (P400 for 5 pcs), and Enchanting Almond Milk Chocolate and Bloody Cranberry (P350), among others. 

DreamPlay is staging its annual Spookfest activity on November 1 to excite kids and their families once again with spooky adventures and surprises, thrilling games, and superb prizes. To join the Halloween event, a Spookfest VIP Package is being offered for P2,999 net, which comes with an all-day pass at DreamPlay’s attractions along with an access to a host of spectacular activities starting at 1:00 pm: Spookfest Word Hunt where special treats and prizes are at stake; pumpkin cookie-making at Cooking with Gingy;  and Spookfest Halloween costume contest at 2:30 pm, where the  winner   is awarded  an overnight stay at Hyatt Regency Manila with breakfast for two. Hand or face painting and Halloween paper mask-making, and arts and crafts activities are also available for an additional fee of P250 per activity.

Following the costume runway, the well-loved DreamPlay characters Shrek and Fiona will tour the package participants around The Shoppes at the Boulevard for a Trick-or-Treat activity in participating restaurants and retail outlets. The Spookfest VIP package also comes with freebies: Spookfest string bag and pumpkin-themed cookies from the Cooking with Gingy session. The promotional package is on a first come, first serve basis, for the first 150 guests only. Tickets may be purchased in advance at the Dreamshop counter from October 25-29. DreamPlay is open to other customers, at the usual entrance charge of P1,500 for participating fee and P350 for non-participating fee, who may also avail of the Halloween arts and crafts and face or hand painting activities at an additional charge. For inquiries, call 8800-8080 or visit www.cityofdreamsmanila.com.

[pitch-perfect-spookfest]

PITCH PERFECT SPOOKFEST 2023 - PROMPT RELEASE

Here we are Spookateers, the official prompts for 2023 are here and we are so excited to announce them!! All your votes have been collated and counted, and these are the top eight prompts that you chose!

24/10: #ppsf23.1 - Cursed Places 25/10: #ppsf23.2 - Psychological Horror 26/10: #ppsf23.3 - Possession 27/10: #ppsf23.4 - Waking Nightmare 28/10: #ppsf23.5 - Came Back Wrong 29/10: #ppsf23.6 - Found Footage 30/10: #ppsf23.7 - Dystopian Horror 31/10: #ppsf23.8 - Unfinished Business

Pitch Perfect SpookFest will run from 24/10/23 to 31/10/23, don't forget to tag your amazing creations with the correct hashtag for each day when posting to Tumblr so that we can we find them, and above all don't forget to have fun when making them!!

We'll see you in a month for the first of our haunting days of SpookFest, but until then we'll be around if you have any questions or comments about the week!!

Happy creating!!! 🎃😈🧡

[massivedrickhead]

ppsf23.8: unfinished business 

Words: 8908

Summary: Chicago suggests that Chloe gets therapy to help with her nightmares, following what happened on the USO tour. Chloe thinks the nightmares are the least of her worries. 

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Good morning, Tori! How have you been, dear? This event idea is so creative, I love that brain of yours!

If you're up for writing a little chaotic something for me, could I request a (platonic) League of Villains (BNHA) + reader with prompt #777?

one of us

league of villains x gn! reader

|| cw : DEAD DOVE - DO NOT EAT, near-death experience, light mentions of violence

» manager's note: am i actually liking this fic? damn- i must have gotten better- or my standards have lowered- anywaysss, i'd like to say happy pride month to everybody 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈 i hope my people in the lgbtqia+ community is having a lovely time celebrating, with that said enjoy the fic <33

"how much longer do they need..." eyes rolled across from the illuminated dance floor towards your bubbling booze. fingers found their way into your hair, gripping and grasping at a chunk of it before pulling at it by the scalp. dabi huffed a laugh of amusement, nonchalantly clinking his glass with yours in an effort to draw your attention towards him.

"you can always.. i don't know, leave?" stitched hand directed your eyes towards the barely visible exit underneath mountains of people. you growled lowly in response, stuffing your head back into the confines of your bare arms, groaning. how did you know that being selected as the group 'undercover' was so mundane, let alone needing to deal with the ass-hat sat just next to you?

seconds turned to minutes, then hours, it felt like literal days had gone by; yet, no signs of shigaraki or the others. you could feel your soul drifting apart from your body --- could it be from the mass amount of booze you had chugged, maybe.. you really couldn't tell. eyes lingered to your side, pupils eyeing the flashing blue flame sparking from your partner's fingertips; it danced and flowed, jumping from tip to tip.

"i get why i'm here, doing this.. but why are YOU here?"

lips slightly ajar, puffing out a light gust of air, blowing at the flicking flare; leaving ashy grey smoke to take its place. "mm, i don't really know.. i don't call the shots," you stared back at him, unimpressed but weren't expect much from a guy you've only just meet weeks before.

october 9th — the day you stumbled into a fate you could never imagine yourself in. legs wobbled, your hands were uneasy; gripping at bricks as you tried to hold yourself together, frame leaning against the wall just beside you. brain in a total mess, nearing the condition of a melted puddle; yet, the clutch against your burning chest was steady, arm still held close the glorious jewel.

"cOUGH- coughcough..." knees lost their strength as you fell on all fours, crimson leaking from your lips and finding its way onto the concrete pavement. ears ringing, barely hearing the clinking of the crystal-like piece rolling across the alley before suddenly stopping. you raised your head; eyes, a blur, only managing to catch glimpses of saturated baby blue before... darkness swallowed you whole.

"ugh....."

"it seems our guest is waking up~"

"what fast recovery.."

"oh-oh! i can't wait to play with them!"

"shut it, all of you..."

noise, noise everywhere... god, how annoying... lashes fluttered, shutting again from the sudden flash of golden rays before readjusting your focus. as each of your senses slowly returned, the warmth just by your feet had caught your attention; white mask covered in black markings stared back, their bright orange button up paired with an elongated top hat having you draw nothing but blanks.

"hello there," gloved hand waved, their mask seemingly twisting into a grin. you gulped, mouth slightly opening to speak till a strong bang struck the sides of the leather couch.

"ahh~ you're cute; shiggy, can we keep 'em?? pretty pleaseee!!" a girl, no younger than a highschool student, had gripped at your arm; blonde locks swaying along with her as she bobbled with joy, her smile barely fitting her face.

"where.. am i; and.. who are you people...-" you shook off the wander girl's wander hands, slowly pulling yourself up but stopping when a piercing sting within your chest made you choke.

"I won't move if I were you..." a man, or what looked to be a man, dressed in formal overalls. his face indistinguishable, head covered in mist of blackish-purple with eyes glowing a bright golden. what could was his hand, reached forward, steadying you by your shoulders as he laid you down on the bed once again.

"we are the league of villians... we had brought you here, or should i say, our leader had brought you here as he deemed you as worthy of joining us." he shifted to his side, revealing the familiar saturated baby blue hair over black clothing. he turned, face unwrapped with a sculpture of a hand, within the gaps of the fingers, crimson pupils stared on from the shadows.

"what do you mean.."

"we've heard of you, Y/N.. a vigilant who helps those, too weak and helpless."

"but they took you for granted, they shook you to the side and disregarded you as just another citizen desperate for the limelight!"

"...we want to help you take revenge.."

eyes rolled, upwards, taking at the looming familiar blue-haired figure, just close enough to notice scars of nails digging into the pale boy's flesh, the dry-ness of it all. despite his size and posture, an eerie aura radiated from him, you didn't know what, but it sickened you.. you felt like throwing up...

"and why should I trust you.."

"...do you have anyone else who's willing to help you right now?"

no.

there was no one else.

your parents, sunning you to the side, faces in disgust...

your friends, blocking you, some even writing discriminating comments on your posts...

the people in your college, cackling like the witches they were, pointing fingers and laughing at your misery every where you went...

you truly had no one.

no one but yourself...

"earth to rookie...-"

"aRK-" you jumped from your seat, barely managing to catch yourself. eyes flared with malice as your hand went straight at dabi's cheek, who in turn, caught it with ease. "don't scare me like that-" in response, he grinned, shrugging his shoulders as he tried to return back to his cocktail till...

BEEP BEEP BEEP

"oh.. looks like they're 'just on time'.."

"fUCKING FINALLY-"

"someone's excited.. "

"duh- who wouldn't be- anyways, ready, partner..?"

"... pftt, ready as i'll ever be, partner.. " eyes of fiery blue set ablaze as scarred hands swept the dance floor within their flames. the heat travelled fast, gasping at its first victim within seconds, leaving nothing but the echoing screams of sheer terror. you joined suit with a lingering smirk, hands raising allowing the silver utensils from the drawers to be sent out flying, some grazed the flesh of its victims and other fell to the ground groaning in agony.

students ran in pure chaos, some even resorted to banging on the windows to escape their hellish damnation. one stumbled towards a girl in red, blood pooling over their lips, begging for help as their hands trailed her skin; yet, all they received was a chuckle as her body melted like clay in their hand, but before their could even react, a knife from behind lodged itself into their head.

"...took you all long enough,"

"well, brother shiggy had some stuff to handle~ you can't really blame him.." toga giggled in return as she twirled, her blade purposefully finding another victim to gash.

"toga's right! nO- she's not!" twice followed.

"where is his dry-ass anyw—" your words cut shorter than the sudden silence in the room. eyes flashed in shock as the once rampaging crowd stilled like statues, all that was meat and bones turned to cracked cement before slowly crumbling away leaving nothing but ash and dust.

"it looks like i might have ruined your fun..." steps of his leather boots rang through the halls, as the familiarity of blue stepped out of the shadows.

"...well, the work is done... but i would have wished it lasted a bit longer-" you shrugged, hiding your frown behind strands of hair.

"the nights not over yettt, right brother shiggy?"

"...mm"

[bechloeislegit]

Well, well, well, would you like at this. It is Day 6, and I’m still here. This is one of my favorites of this series. I hope you enjoy it!

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Pitch Perfect (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Beca Mitchell, Chloe Beale, Stacie Conrad, Ashley Jones, Jesse Swanson Additional Tags: ppsf23.6, Pitch Perfect SpookFest 2023, X Movie adjacent Series: Part 6 of Pitch Perfect SpookFest 2023 Summary:

Barden detectives are called to a ranch on the outskirts of town after receiving an anonymous tip about a possible murder that has occurred. Detectives Beca Mitchell and Chloe Beale are assigned the case. It becomes personal for Chloe once certain evidence is discovered.

[cheeyathebard]

Pitch Perfect Spookfest 23.5!

[zscyber]

Creative Chaos Discord Server 2023 Spookfest FanFic - ‘What Waits in the Coffins’

Summary:

It rests there, waiting for someone to lift the stone lid. It waits to be freed.

My first time posting something in the Zelda fandom! This little drabble is different than what I normally write, but I hope people like it. The prompt was 'waking up in a coffin.'

AO3 Link:

[krossover]

Spooky month doodles!

[maddiedrawz]

day 3 🦇 :3

pose ref✨

im so glad this prompt was on the final list hehehe :D

[icedbatik]

As is my tradition, I like to read exchange fics in order from shortest to longest, to get as many as possible read while they're still on anon. (I also like having a handy-dandy reference sheet with all the links!) So ... the 15 entries in the 2023 Spookfest:

(IDK if anyone else has had this issue, but I recommend signing in to AO3 before you follow these links. Otherwise, AO3 can be glitchy about it. Also, remember that Tumblr has started putting some sort of weird prefix on links leaving its site for elsewhere, so be sure to remove that if the page won't load for you.) 2,140

2,184

3,146

3,662

4,296

4,693

4,735

5,106

5,780

6, 331

6, 533

11,978

12,826

22,528

35,099

[pitch-perfect-spookfest]

August is coming to a close, the weather is finally starting to cool off, and something wicked this way comes...

PITCH PERFECT SPOOKFEST 2023

COMING SOON.

[massivedrickhead]

ppsf23.3: possesion

Words: 6911

Summary: There's something wrong with Beca...

Notes: Pitch Pefect Spookfest 2023 let's go! I've written one-shots for three of this year's prompts, and I decided to just add them to my collection of one-shots from last year.

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