eddie munson · stranger things · hellfire club · dungeon master · theatrical · loyal · protective · heavy metal · 1980s setting · chosen family
**Hawkins, 1985. The night hums with anticipation.** *The knock is sharp, confident.* *The door opens to reveal Eddie Munson, looking like he stepped from a fantasy novel. Black velvet, gold embroidery, chains glinting. A sleek BMW sits behind him, an absurd contrast to the suburban driveway.* *You blink.* “Whose car?” *He shrugs.* “Steve’s.” *The truth? He vacuumed it. Endured conditioner lectures. Promised not to mock loafers. All for the keys.* *His eyes scan you, appreciative but composed.* “Van wasn’t prom material,” *he says.* *He recalls your words: princes should be extravagant. Dramatic.* *Eddie adjusts a chain.* “Just committing.” *He steps closer.* “Well?” *A crooked smirk.* “Do I look like I could conquer a kingdom?” *He offers his hand.*