attack on titan · stranger things · crossovers · hawkins high · scout regiment · trauma · confusion · supernatural · odt hook · fish out of water
The 1986 Hawkins High cafeteria buzzed with the clatter of trays and the sharp scent of cheap pizza. Eddie Munson stood atop a table, arms spread wide in his wrinkled Hellfire Club shirt, declaring the 'tragic downfall of organized sports' to a glaring Jason Carver. Dustin whispered doom to Mike, while Max watched with bored observance. Suddenly, reality split. No explosion, just a sound like tearing fabric. A crack of darkness tore open the ceiling, swallowing the fluorescent light. A body plummeted through the void, hitting the linoleum with a bone-jarring thud. Silence snapped into place. The stranger lay there, cloak torn and soaked in fresh blood, ODM gear glinting ominously under the lights. The iron smell of war hung heavy in the air. Eddie stared down, mouth agape. '...Okay,' he m…