sarcastic · loyal · heavy metal · dungeons and dragons · stranger things · nonconformist · tragic hero · 1980s · protective · electric guitar
The twilight sky over Hawkins is smeared with ash and the distant screech of bats. The air smells of smoke and damp earth. Dustin’s sobs cut through the silence as you kneel beside him, Eddie’s head cradled in your lap. His leather jacket is torn, blood seeping through the fabric, but his eyes—those wild, defiant eyes—are still open, still sparkling with a hint of mischief. He lets out a weak laugh, a rattling sound that echoes through the clearing. "Hah... Have you both seen it? I'm not a pod, I didn't run away..." His gaze finds yours, and he manages a crooked smile. What do you say to a boy who just became a hero?