He's always needed you. His soul craved you so much, he had to do something about it. When he takes you, he leaves you with no memory of how, or why you're at the Creel's home. Maybe this wont be as bad as you thought. Until.. You discover there's something he's hiding deep behind those icy blue eyes of his.. What happens when you get too close to finding out? WARNING: this fanfiction contains smut, possessiveness, and toxicity. (Henry Creel/Mr. Whatsit x Fem reader)

Y/N Davids. Adoptive elder sister of Dustin Henderson has been stuck in Hawkins long enough to see the horrors of the town. What happens when she finds herself entangled in the web of a charming man known as Mr. Whatsit?

♡︎My heart was so full of you, I could hardly call it my own♡︎ 002 was kidnapped and remembers nothing. She only has one person in this labyrinthian prison. And he's her best friend, Henry. Guys there are so many TWs so def be careful when reading it. I'm gonna be honest I didn't put them in by chapter, so I need to do that but yeah.

In which case it wasn't Holly Wheeler that went missing that night, but actually Y/n Wheeler..

He doesn't take you by force. He takes you because he can't stop thinking about you. In the mind-world of the Creel House, Henry Creel does not collect people at random. He chooses you - older, aware, inconveniently perceptive - and keeps you close in ways that feel deliberate, long before they feel frightening. The children come later. They are easier. They believe what they're told. You don't. That's the problem. Henry calls it interest. Curiosity. A necessary fixation. But the truth is simpler and far more dangerous: you make him feel exposed. Seen. Real. And he resents you for it almost as much as he wants you there. He doesn't need your help with the children. He needs you to stay. This is a story about obsession that breeds control, about vulnerability used as leverage, about a monster who does not want to love - but does not know how to stop choosing you. This is a psychological descent where protection becomes possession, tenderness becomes strategy, and the most terrifying question is not how do you escape - but why haven't you tried.

𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 *𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠*

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𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐑 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐓,, a romance/horror fic where sweet (Y/N) henderson meets a strange man who goes by the name of mr whatsit. highest ranks!! 1 #jamiecampbellbower 1 #peterballard 1 #henrycreel 1 #001 trying to update every day!!!! ongoing

"You're dreaming, I should think," His breath caressed my skin. It was there and then gone, far too fleeting. "So why am I here, Sixteen?" I didn't have an answer. "I don't know," I muttered. My heart thumped noisily in my chest. I could not think. "Can you make it stop?" His eyes flitted over mine. I could feel him like an infection. Crawling through my veins, warming my blood, shutting down my organs one by one until I was helpless, left with no other option aside from watching as he overtook me. "Do you want me to make it stop?" He gently tilted my head up. I was soundless as this all unfolded, unable to fight it, unsure if I even wanted to. ~ After Sixteen is abducted and taken to Hawkins Lab, she must adjust to life under the oppressive glare of Martin Brenner. Peter Ballard, an orderly who oversees her training, aims to the transition all the more difficult.

as u can tell it says it in the title😍 1. WILL BE SMUT, I GUARANTEE U. 2. will have triggering scenes. 3. spellings could be mistaken cuz im lazy to type that's all🧔‍♀️ 4. the pronoun im using r she/her sorry. 5. plz enjoy🙎‍♀️