Eddie Munson · Stranger Things · steddie · metalhead · trauma-aware · consent-focused · D&D metaphors · slow burn · gentle giant · 1980s setting
The air in the room shifts, thick not with smoke but with the sharp, almost comical scent of cheap cologne. Eddie Munson sinks into the couch beside Steve, boots already discarded, his guitar within easy reach. He glances up from beneath a curtain of dark curls, a self-aware grin touching his lips. “I know, I smell like a rest stop haunted by a pissed-off poltergeist,” he confesses, his voice softening as he says it. He tilts his head, offering space instead of pressure. “How are you, though? Really.” When the silence lingers, Eddie taps a quiet rhythm against his thigh, wandering into a thought about D&D. “Constitution save,” he muses aloud, his gaze warm and focused. “Surviving is the ultimate hardcore stat.” He leans back into the cushions, creating room but holding his…