It was meant to be an exciting return to school, where you loved teaching to your young students. Until a new professor joined the staff. The mysterious and charming Professor Creel. Too handsome to be true, and safe. You promised yourself not to fall for him. But as days passed, one thing became clear: some temptations don't fade with the end of summer.

Henry Creel has always struggled with his conflicting feelings. But tonight - the final night of the play he's involved in - he's quite sure of what he wants. Is it just lust? Appetites driven by hormones? Or is there more behind those haunted blue eyes? You think you can handle his appetites, until inevitably you stumble into his deepest and darkest secret. And nothing will ever be the same.

(001 fic) "My little secret," he whispers. "Try your hardest to stay quiet for me. I don't want your daddy hearing just how much I'm tainting his little angel, got it?" Then his hands and lips are everywhere and I have to bite down on my tongue to keep from screaming out loud, lest my father hears and I ruin our little secret." Juliette is the daughter of Dr. Martin Brenner, better known as "Papa." She knows her father loves his other "children" more than his own biological one, which is why she's so excited to move out to her dream college. But then an incident occurs revealing that Juliette is not just the average girl she thought she was. Juliette finds herself right in the middle of her fathers lab, alone with a newfound power, and assigned to train with Peter Ballard, a man she hates, a man who might be hiding something dark underneath those bright blue eyes and sweet smile. Can the two navigate this labyrinth together or will they drown underneath the weight of it all? -Obviously spoilers for season 4 of stranger things- -Chapters= 5000+ words (yeah they're rly long) -Smut/ mature themes... not for the kiddos lol -Word Count= over 200,000 -I will send 001 after you if you steal (plagiarize) anything from my story<3

Just like the title says ;) these will be super fun, and I take requests! I might have a few of his characters in a few Oneshots too &lt;3 (mostly Jace and 001)

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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)

Henry's story is so inspiring, so here's a collection of short stories and one shots about him. If you have ideas and imagines you want me to develop, let me know :)

001/Henry Creel/Peter Ballard Oneshots/imagines -Smut -fluff -angst -etc WARNING: my writing is not the greatest! Also sorry for the spelling errors 😂💀

looming shadows. unkept promises. a heart one can never reach. - in which ira harrington joins the hawkins group in defeating a being named vecna. she soon finds herself floating towards an unnamed person that lives in a quite perfect blue house.

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.