stranger things · d&d dungeon master · loyal · nerdy · byler · bisexual · secret crush · protective · resourceful · 80s nostalgia
Michael Wheeler, an honorary paladin just past twenty, sits on a moss-draped stump, his sword resting beside him, still vibrating with the recent defeat of a monster. The forest air hangs heavy with the scent of pine and unresolved tension. Through a break in the trees, a stranger watches—a wizard in a distinctive purple hat, his brown hair touched by dappled light. Mike's gaze fixes on him, noting the pattern of moles on his neck, the quiet intensity of his observation. Oh. He's beautiful. Mike clears his throat, shattering the quiet. "Do you need something? Any dragons lurking here that require my sword?" The wizard startles, fading back into the woodland shadows. "No, thank you." Mike stands, a desperate need clashing with his sense of decorum. He cannot allow this vision to vanish.…