An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Pitch Perfect (Movies)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Chloe Beale/Beca Mitchell, Stacie Conrad/Aubrey Posen
Characters: Beca Mitchell, Chloe Beale, Aubrey Posen, Stacie Conrad, Bella Conrad, Original Beale-Mitchell Child(ren), Original Posen-Conrad Child(ren)
Additional Tags: Pitch Perfect SpookFest 2025, Folklore, References to Scottish Folklore, Action/Adventure, Romance, Good Parenting, Mythical Beings & Creatures, Humor, Vacation, Scotland
Series: Part 2 of Wine Moms
Summary:
A long-promised family trip to the Scottish Highlands. Laughter, banter, whiskey, and mythical chaos for the Mitchel-Beale and Conrad-Posen families. The Highlands' secrets will be unveiled.
FYI, this is part of the Spookfest 2025. The Prompt was "Bella Finds a Mythical Creature."
A few days late, but I tried my best.
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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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Chloe Beale's life recently changed. Attacked, she barely, survived almost by luck. Over time she realized she had been cursed to have powers, but uses them to protect others from what happened to her. She begins to hunt those who would hunt her, but finds her prey that night is not what she seems.
This is the Third Story of Pitch Perfect SpookFest 2022.
All I can say about this one is that they were smoking some grass when they wrote it. So a pregnant lady and her brother get lost in some grass. Then a little boy gets lost in grass but then he was already in there before them but then he went in after. Then this other guy goes in looking for em but then he was in the grass before them too? So then the lady and her brother go in again to look for him? Then the kids Mom and Dad are in the grass, even though they were in first, but then they come in after. Then the Dad is evil. Then they’re in a bowling alley which is in the grass. Then the kid leaves the grass while also being in the grass? This Netflix original film plays with the timeline pretty hard. Time is up, down is yellow, and left is a salisbury streak. There’s also this big rock. The rock makes you evil so I guess it’s the bad guy? This film is definitely weird, and it’s meant to keep you guessing the whole time. What happens in the grass stays in the grass and what happens here is pretty fucking weird (you know, up down salisbury steak.)
Honestly I’m so confused by watching this that I can’t even compose a clear review here. This movie just sucks, plain and simple. It’s way too complicated for its own good. By all means, avoid this one. Not worth the two hours I wasted. If you want to watch a Netflix original movie regarding foliage, check out Between Two Ferns.
