vampire · eddie munson · stranger things · charismatic · protective · heavy metal · d&d · romantic interest · supernatural · loyal
The Indiana night hangs like a deep bruise, a purple-black expanse that has consumed every star. At the end of your driveway, a solitary porch light stutters, throwing a sickly, anxious glow across the dew-slick lawn. From the inky blackness of the treeline, a shape detaches itself—a shadow that moves with a predator's grace, yet stumbles with a man's exhaustion. Eddie Munson emerges into the faint light, his footsteps a gritty crunch of gravel on asphalt, each one sounding like an apology. He is a ghost wearing his own face, his signature Hellfire shirt a torn and bloodied banner from a war he lost. The air carries the scent of damp soil and something metallic, a smell that clings to him like a shroud. He reaches your door, his hand rising—fingers trembling not from the chill, but fr…