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kiaragreat57 · 2 years

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One More Hour

Steve Harrington x Fem!reader

Summary: Steve finds that the person he cares most about happened to be cursed by Vecna. Except it was only at the last second he could possibly save her.

Author notes: if you don’t like the song, just imagine something else!

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Is This The Real Life? Is This Just Fantasy?

“Are you sure it’s her?” The fluffy haired boy stammers from the backseat of the car. He’d been cracking his knuckles, and his leg was bouncing up and down.

“Positive!” Dustin shouts yelling towards Nancy to drive faster.

“I’m going!” She shouts back in annoyance and frustration, Steve wasn’t the only one worried about Y/n. Everyone had been, Y/n was always the one to keep the group together and make everyone smile. Nancy considered Y/n her best friend, especially when Barb had died, the now cursed girl was there for the brunette, she even helped her look for Barb even if it was ridiculous and her theories didn’t make any sense.

“Well how do you know?” Steve mumbles to Dustin, panic rising in his chest.

“Because I know, okay! She’s pretty much the prettiest girl in Hawkins, I think I’d know if it was her or not!” He shouts in Steve’s face, the curly haired boy takes in deep breathes putting his hands on his forehead.

Steve runs his hands through his hair, “how long?” Dustin looks up at the older boy, “what?” He questions, not hearing him properly. “How long has she been under his curse!” Steve yells louder.

“I- um- I don’t know.” He stutters, “but, if she’s having her first vision, she has less than 24 hours.” A voice from the walky-talky could be heard from inside Dustin’s bag.

“Hello! You better hurry your ass up Henderson I’m not kidding!” Eddie’s panicked voice could be heard as Dustin frantically pulls the talking device out.

“What’s happening!” Dustin shouts. Eddie sighs of relief hearing a reply, “she’s- Uh- out of it again! Her eyes are like rolled to the back of her head. Shit- I don’t know!” He paces resting a hand on his head.

“Man! I can’t go through this again! I left the dock house to take a piss and I come back and she’s all possessed and shit!!” The group looks between each other, completely worried and stressed out over the situation.

“Ok! Just calm down we’re almost there!” Max shouts from her seat. Her leg had been bouncing up and down as well, she was worried she was going to lose the person she saw as the older sister she never had. Y/n has always been there for Max when Billy would shout insults in her face, she’s always been there. From when the red head entered town to now when she was dealing with grief over her brothers death.

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The group finally arrive, sprinting towards the place where Eddie had been hiding since he got accused of murder.

Steve had been in front of the group, running as fast as his feet could bring him. He bursts through the door to see Eddie crouched in front of the girl shaking her shoulders, in attempt to wake her up.

“Where the hell is her Walkman!” Robin asks coming through the door seconds later, “she always has it, so where is it now!?” She notices the headphones that were normally always around her neck, weren’t there. “And what’s her favorite song!?” Robin begins to pace. Steve has a fearful look on his face as he stares down at Y/n. He’s never been this scared in his life.

“Bohemian Rhapsody..” Steve mutters his eyes still not leaving his girl. “Bohemian Rhapsody.” He says louder sprinting out of the small wooden place and to his car.

“Where are you going!?” Dustin screams to Steve. “Mixtapes!” Steve shouts back, almost tripping over his own feet. He swings open the car door, rummaging through the compartments until he found one of the mixtapes she gave to him a while back, one she guaranteed he’d like. And he did. He makes it back and puts her headphones on her ears, hitting play once the mixtape was in.

“Y/n.” Vecna’s dark voice makes her head swing around. A tear escapes her eye as she turns to run away from the slimy like creature. “You can run but you can’t hide.” She felt one of the slimy things wrap around her waist pulling her towards him.

“No!” She screams in fear as she continues to get dragged closer and closer to him. “Steve!” She pleads, she gets slammed up against a wall and the thing that was once around her waist was now tightly wrapping around her neck.

She coughs, quickly losing air. “It’s time. Time for you to join me.” He growls taking slow steps towards her. She coughs again, “please.. don’t.” She struggles to get the words out.

He lifts his hand up to her face, slowly, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. Tears fall down her cheeks, she knew she was going to die, this was it.

“Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth..”

The faint sound of her favorite song could be heard, echoing.

“Holy shit!” Dustin screams, along with Eddie as Y/n begins floating up. “Y/n!” Everyone screams. Max felt as if she could burst into tears any second.

“Are you sure that’s her favorite song!?” Nancy breathes out.

“Yes!” Steve puts his hands on the back of his head, “I- why isn’t it working!?” Max swallows hard turning to Steve, “well.. for me.” She begins, “I had to think of the good memories to escape him. I- I don’t know it could be different.” Steve nods, tears forming in his eyes but none fall down his face.

“I don’t wanna die.. please.” Y/n mutters, her words still choking out from being strangled. The creature ignores her words and soon she felt even her own eyes begin to roll to the back of her head.

Her mind think of Steve, immediately. If these were her last moments she was going to think of him.

“I don’t wanna die, sometimes wish I’d never been born at all.”

Suddenly the song was becoming more clear to her, it no longer sounded echoey. She remembers when Max had told her that when she was in the same situation, she thought of her. It made Y/n’s heart warm. So now, she was thinking of all the good things, blocking out the immense fear building inside her.

“Y/n, I- I’m here for you okay. Even at times when I seem distant or.. distracted. I’m not. It will always be you, it always has been. And I’m sorry for not saying anything sooner but I just-.” And that’s when her and Steve shared their first kiss, freshman year. Ever since then, the both of them cherished every moment together.

She heard the song getting louder and louder. She remembered moments with Max and El. Even Lucas, Dustin of course. Will and Mike.

That’s when her eyes shot open and she caught him off guard, escaping and making a run for it.

“Jesus, I’m gonna have a panic attack..” Eddie stresses staring up at the floating girl.

“Please..” Steve whispers his breathing still hadn’t steadied since in the car. “Please be okay..” he whispers to himself again a hand cupped over his mouth.

“They can’t save you.” She ignores vecna, running as fast as her feet could bring her. The red substance covering her shoes and even her jeans.

“Y/n!” Everyone continues to shout as she wasn’t coming out of the trance she’s been in for a while now.

But, her eyes open and she falls down onto the wooden panels, backing against the wall in fear. Steve immediately rushes up to her cupping her face in his hands.

“Hey, hey, hey,” he soothes, “it’s me, you’re okay.. I got you.” He brings her into a tight hug, and she hugs back tight, scared that if she lets go he’ll disappear.

“Steve..” she sobs out, clinging onto him. “I thought I was going to die.. a-and I thought I’d never see you again..”

He felt relief, relief that she was alright and was in his arms, “I know, hey, I’m here now and I’m not gonna let that asshole lay a single hand on you.. okay.”

For the longest time, the two just held each other with the faint sound of Bohemian Rhapsody playing from her headphones that were around her neck.

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comfort-person · 1 year

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Henry creel headcanons

Henry would give the best hugs, the type of hugs that were kept secret but were oh so comforting. The slight squeeze, the way he’d rub up and down your back his chin resting upon your head as he squeezed you holding you close to his body as he simply loved on you.

He would smell of what hospitals smelt like with that slight undertone of vanilla and warmth, he would smell cold during difficult times but smell warm and inviting when happy.

If you couldn’t protect yourself he would protect you. Or if you struggled with your powers he would stand just behind you and help you just so you could be proud of yourself but also have papa be impressed with you.

You’d be the most important person to him and he would take care of you no matter what. He would protect you for anything and everything.

He always had the best advice and helped make you feel more confident. When you struggle with your powers he often would say “you’re stronger than you think… if you put your mind to it. You can do anything.” He would reassure you and continue making you believe you could until you succeeded and he would give you all the praise.

On the night the massacre happened he would give you a key telling you to leave early in the morning so that way he knew he wouldn’t hurt you… he didn’t care whether he got hurt… but he knew he was far more powerful than anyone and he wanted to help you and let you live a normal life.

Sometimes you and him would have to have code words and when you were frightened he’d often hold your hand giving it a squeeze before squeezing three simple times in a silent way to tell you ‘I. Love. You.’

If anyone bullied you he’d immediately put an end to it even if he got in trouble for it. He had your back no matter what. He truly cared about you.

Sorry this is short but this is until I can write a full story for Henry! I adore this man omfg🥹❤️

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americaswritings · 2 years

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In the dark I will call your name | chapter 1

Warnings (for the whole series): angst, talk of depression, trauma, nightmares, violence, mentions of blood, language, lots of emotions

Summary: You could never tell them the truth about who you were, what you had done, the demons that were haunting you. So you buried it deep inside of you, swearing to take the secret to the grave with you. Then the nightmares start, the headaches, the simple drop of red confirming your fate. Vecna knows the truth, feels you suffering. Can you escape his curse?

Words: 2k

Pairing: Steve Harrington x reader

A/N: I can’t believe I actually managed to write a whole series! I didn’t have a concept for this, I only knew I wanted to write something about Steve’s girlfriend getting cursed by Vecna since the Dear Billy episode and then flow took over. This series is going to have 10 chapters in total and I will upload two each week. I also created a playlist for it, if you want to check it out. It definitely sets the vibe for the story! Anyway, I hope you enjoy and I would love to hear from you <3

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Chapter 1: Vecna’s curse

You were currently at Hawkins high, going through the folders of Ms. Kelley’s in hopes to find out more about what had happened to Chrissy. “Here!” Max held up the file they had been searching for, placing it on the desk.

Dustin, Steve and you crossed the room, gathering around the table to get a look at it too. “And here is Fred’s file.” She placed it next to Chrissy’s, her eyes flickering over the pages to find similarities between the two.

“They both reported having strong headaches. They started around a week before their death”, she noted, glancing up at the three of you to check if you were paying attention.

You felt your heart speed up as it seemed you would finally find a connection between the two victims, a real lead to prove their deaths hadn’t been inflicted by a human. Something else was going on. You felt it, like you had the last time the shadow creatures from the upside-down had found a way into your world.

And you were lying if you said you didn’t feel terrified. But finally finding clues thrilled you just the same. This could be a huge step forward in coming closer to the truth and realizing what was really happening in Hawkins. So you could stop it before more people had to die.

“They had troubles sleeping. Were haunted by nightmares.” You felt your stomach sinking, a wave of dread washing over you as you listened intensely to Max’ words. You had been troubled by nightmares and headaches for a few days now. But that wasn’t uncommon, was it?

After all you had been through traumatic events. It wasn’t unusual to have to deal with nightmares afterwards. It was a clear sign of PTSD Ms. Kelley had told you, the word alone sending you fleeing home after your first session. But the more you had thought about it, the more you had realized that maybe it wasn’t so farfetched.

You had dealt with your fair share of burdens in the past. Life had never been easy for you, and you would never forget how alone and hopeless you had felt just a year ago. Before you had learned about the upside down.

Something that added to the hell your life had been but had brought new people into it. Friends. At first you had been closed off, too scared to be vulnerable in front of them because you had learnt the hard way how cruel people could be. Even the ones you had thought were your friends hadn’t hesitated to stab you in the back for their own benefits.

But these friends were different. They were honest, a little bit chaotic and sometimes required nerves of steel. But they were loyal and if there was one thing you could count on in this world it was that they had your back no matter what.

Eventually you had started to open up to them, had spent most of your hours hanging out with Robin or Nancy, babysitted the kids or gone on dates with Steve.

You still couldn’t believe how lucky you had been to have gotten him introduced to your life. He was so different from what you had imagined; Funny and goofy and brave. Not a self-absorbed asshole, only interested in having fun, living life to its fullest and not caring about the consequences.

He had been popular in school, quite the opposite from you, who had spent your days trying to be as invisible as you could. If you didn’t draw attention to yourself, you could avoid bullies and rumours. You weren’t worth it to them, so boring and quiet all the time.

Steve on the other hand had been the golden boy, the king of the school, confident, charming and handsome. His family was wealthy, had a big house and his parents weren’t home much, which allowed great parties you had heard. He was someone everyone wanted to be friends with and every girl chased after. Usually someone you never would have dared to speak to or even get to know.

But then you had learned about the upside-down and a group of friends with more than a few secrets. And Steve had been among them. You didn’t know if the concept of fate actually existed, but if it hadn’t been for a string of coincidences on that day you never would have gotten to know Steve for who he really was.

He cared more than he let on and you could feel your heart fill with warmth when you saw him with the kids. They had a special bond, especially him and Dustin, who he had taken under his wing. It was adorable, really.

It had taken the two of you a good amount of time to admit your feelings to each other, but ever since then you had nearly been inseparable. Your heart still fluttered every time when you looked at him, knowing he was your boyfriend. That he had chosen you.

Even with the threat of a new monster haunting Hawkins, you felt less scared because you had him and your friends by your side.

“Ms. Kelley wrote something about both of them suffering a trauma from something that happened in their lives. It says they dreamed about the same event over and over again.”

You felt nausea wash over you, but bit it back, forcing yourself to stay calm. Of course the nightmares would evolve around the traumatic event. It was logical.

But there was no denying that it was odd how spontaneously the nightmares had started for you. Sure, you had dealt with them before, had battled dreams filled with painful memories you wished to forget. But only since a few days you had been plagued by the same nightmare over and over again.

Every time you closed your eyes you saw the vivid images in front of you, felt the guilt shoot through your body as the memories haunted you. The regret that seemed so heavy, as if you were alone at sea, being pulled down further and further until you couldn’t see the surface anymore. The light was fading until you could only see black, feel the heaviness of your own body and the regret of your own decisions. As if you were drowning in your own guilt.

There was blood and you could hear screams. Whimpers. Cries for help. But you always saw yourself turning away, pretending you hadn’t heard anything. You kept walking, the blood slowly trickling down your hands. You had abandoned them, had decided their fate and now they came back to haunt you.

You closed your eyes, willing the images to disappear. But they were lodged into your brain, impossible to forget.

An impatient part of you wanted to take Max’ spot at the desk, grab the reports and read the rest of it yourself. Get it over with. You needed certainty right at this moment or you feared you would go insane.

But another part wanted her to stop talking, didn’t want to hear anything else, because afterwards there was no going back. At this point you could still explain your own symptoms as coincidences. You could still pretend.

But you didn’t do or say anything. You were frozen, your heart pounding wildly in your chest, so loud that the sound filled your ears. You had begun shaking, but the others didn’t seem to realize, their gazes fixed on Max as she studied the files.

“And they had nosebleeds.”

A deep wave of hopeless washed over you. You were rooted to the ground, unmoving, your body shaking violently as the realization sank in. Slowly but steady.

What was the saying? Once Is Chance, Twice is Coincidence, Third Time Is A Pattern. You were doomed, in the most literal sense.

“Wait-” It was Steve’s voice, and you felt a sensation of sorrow you had never experienced before filling you, knowing in a few seconds you would be witness to his heart breaking. And there was nothing you could do. You could only stand by and watch, wait for the realization to sink in and endure the hurt that came with it.

“Didn’t you have nosebleeds like- the past few days?” For the first time he looked at you and you could see his whole body tense as he took in your expression. “Steve”, you whispered, feeling everyone’s eyes shifting onto you.

You took in his deeply furrowed brows and the strain behind his eyes, and you knew he was fighting his instincts, not wanting to believe the truth for even a second. “No”, he breathed, “no, no, no.”

You felt your heart clench, tears brimming in your eyes as you tried to force yourself to be strong. You couldn’t break down right now. You needed to be strong. For them. For him.

“I also had headaches, remember?” You could see he did, although he tried to deny it to himself. But you had complained about the pain to him, had asked him for painkillers, which you never did, and suggested to spend the days in instead of going out like you had originally planned. No movie nights or singing aloud in the car together.

"Did you have nightmares too?” It was Max. She sounded surprisingly composed, but you knew she had always been stronger than other children her age. Hell, she had been more mature than the kids in the grades above her. You had always loved that about her, admired her for it.

She was bold and witty, smart and brave. Sometimes you wished you were more like her. But when you caught her eye, you could see the fear behind them too. Just another kid thrown into a cruel world and forced to grow up too fast.

You nodded in answer. “The same dream over and over again.”

“No, that is bullshit!” Steve had moved away from the table, running a hand through his hair as he paced the room. “Steve”, you pleaded, trying to get through to him, but he shook his head.

You wished you could move, take his hands in yours and comfort him with more than words. Words you couldn’t even get out. But the shock kept you unable to move, a mix of despair, fear and exhaustion paralyzing you.

“Chrissy and Fred had hallucinations”, Max read out and for a moment you saw hope flicker in Steve’s eyes. “You didn’t have any visions”, he stated, like the fact could make all the other similarities meaningless. “Yet”, you added, and you saw the despair return to him, mixing with stubbornness.

Even with all evidence pointing towards it, he would reject the theory as long as he could, you sensed. Because accepting it meant facing a life you wouldn’t be a part of anymore. It would mean he would have to open up to the idea of losing you, something he couldn’t ever prepare him for.

So instead, he tried to focus on everything else that spoke against it, trying to find holes in your theory. As if when he only thought hard enough about it, he could come up with many reasons why you were wrong. Only he couldn’t.

“When did the nose bleeding start?”, Max asked, ignoring Steve’s frantic pacing. Your eyes flickered back to her, passing Dustin who had been surprisingly quiet the whole time. He seemed to be lost for words too, watching Steve with an expression of deep sadness. But he was wise enough to let him be.

“Around 2 days ago.” You could still remember the first time it had happened, the red drop on the white paper in front of you. Your confusion. You never had nosebleeds. Max gazed back down onto the report, her eyes widening for a moment as she seemed to calculate it in her head.

“How many?”, you asked quietly, and you noticed Steve had stopped pacing at your question. It was disturbingly quiet as Max looked at you, her eyes filled with sorrow as she took a breath.

“One day.”

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vlassk · 2 years

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Old friends pt3-?

AN- heyah! Welcome back to Part 3! I've realized there are a two ways this Story can go, now will it impact the end, No but both are different types of satisfaction. When I finish this I might make a separate path just for fun

Pairing- Henry Creel x Reader

Summary- Y/N is slowly growing up, her interests in her father never stop, her search for justice never ends.

Warnings- language, child neglect, (lmk if there's some I missed)

1979

You were already out of college, working beside an actual Phycologists as an assistant.

Nothing went good after the Creels had left. Your mother kept her acts, once you were old enough you care for yourself she was never there anymore. She was never there before but this time she really was Never there. You would go days without seeing her. When she finally returned it was the silence that hurt more, The more you showed interest in your father work the more hateful she became. Eventually you both moved to other houses, and after you finished school you moved out to be on Your own.

"Y/n.... You can Go home now" your boss says quietly, he's still reading whatever papers he just finished

"Got it...I'll see you tomorrow" You pick up your bags and head out. The building was quiet when it was late. Hawkins was Dead at night, and your workplace was partially in solitude. You walked home after work.

Now usually it wasn't so Late, but tonight you had time help with extra work.

You were walking down the empty streets. Hearing small footsteps behind you

'I must be hearing thing's' you think to yourself. The steps got more heavy, the panic in your heart kept piling up as you walked faster not wanting to turn around

"Y/n L/N ....right...." Someone says

You stop in your tracks. Still looking forward.

"You're the Phycologist correct..." The man kept talking. kept walking towards you Slowly

"I'm not one...I'm just his assistant" you slowly start to turn

"But you studied all the same. You just didnt want the Light yet, you wanted to wait...wait for what..." The man was unvieled an oldish man with a normal suit

"I'm....not waiting this is just how it is" you look at him in his eyes. Silence is all there is. Nothing but the dead of Night surrounding you two.

"Come work with me...I have a lab, you can study the things you want. Your work will be shown and we will appreciate your worth"

The man holds out his hand for a handshake. He looks at you in the eyes but yours Dart around, his face, his hands, the area around.

"I know you don't know who I am.. But trust me your skills are needed. We are trusting you with everything I've made. If you trust us It will be worth it"

Slowly you take the mans hand. A firm shake was shared and you looked into the mans eyes.

"I'll do it"

A week later youre moved into the facility, but not Fully, your training was said to last a few months, They made you sign a lot of papers all ranging from Confidentiality forms and job listings of your expertise. You were told you would Watch over the children

'Children...what...is this place like a hospital" you constantly found yourself doubting what you're doing but you signed a 3 year contract. Even then who knows if you can leave after that. Your training was long and exhausting, lots of ready and studying things that seemed unnecessary. Questions being asked like "do you believe in those with powerful abilities" or "do you get along with children" you were seriously thinking this was a hospital for sick and twisted kids who think they have some supernatural abilities

After some weeks you slowly started going into more physical training, watching the kids and getting to talk to some of them.

You remember though, there was never a Number One.

'Two...three...four...-twelve..."you count to yourself looking through the One way mirror. Leaning closer and recounting a few times

"There is no one Y/N..." Dr.Brenner looks through as he walks out and back into the main room with the children.

Your time there was weird, your training had limited contact with your other coworkers, only talking to nurses as they usually had to handle the breakdowns children had. You never got to stay for the experients that was held. You only got to talk to the kids and eat with them in the morning to Observe how the react first thing. But once your last day of training ended things changed, you were so prepared for so many things, but never once had they thought to explain what was going in

"Hello there" a man who wasn't Brenner started Talking. You were just sitting in the employees lounge alone, nothing should have been happening today other than the usual Watching.

"Oh uh hello sorry ma- sorry Uh..hmm?" Y/n slowly turns back around moving her chair to face a Tall man, like everyone he wore all white but he was different, a blonde man with Beautiful blue eyes.

The man raised a brow slightly, resetting his face and

"You're Y/N the new phycologist." It wasn't a question it was a Fact, he knew her.

"Um yeah, nice to meet you!" she held out a hand to shake his, he only looked down and turned to walk away, he stops at the door and turns to look at you, nudging with his head to follow him, you slowly get up and start to follow the man.

"So whats your name blondie" y/n watched the lights leave your view as you two walked

"That isn't important" the man responds leading you down the halls that seemed to be endless

More of the Horrible silence drew out. It was so awkward you didnt even know what to say.

"You're kinda pretty" you say harshly. As if it was a bad thing you be seen as beautiful

The man stops in his tracks causing you to bump into his back a bit. He turns around to look at you, he didnt say anything but just gave you a familiar Confused look.

"Sorry did that make you Uncomfortable. I've learned that I tend to talk a lot when im feeling awkward. Uhm but where are you taking me?"

You stare up at the man, giving him a small awkward smile. And with that he turns back around and continues to walk, ignoring you while you walked for a few minutes

"The end if your training. Your new assignment" The man kept walking, you slowly start to catch up with the man

"Ya know Blondie...I'm a little excited... I'm finally doing something with my life. Im finally getting to figure out the human mind...find out why We Do The Things We Do" the ending of your words were thicker. Seems to sit more and lingerie.

"Thats nice that you're excited" was all the dude said. You looked up at him, watching as he looked only forward.

"We are here" the Man stopped again opening a door to a boring room with A table facing another mirror with two chairs. you can see through it into one if the test labs. This time the tall man sat with you. The light go low and the silence you always hated was Back

"Hey ...what is this.." It felt different, usually when you would watch it was only at the start if experiments. Just the talking Brenner did before someone told you to leave

"You will see" is all the man said

"Hey whats up with you?! Say something more please, this is really freaky" you say looking at the man again, desperation across your face trying to figure out what they are hiding

A security guard looks over at the Blonde man from the door, the man looks up and rolls his eyes, the guard gives him a Stern look and shuts the door to leave

He sighs and looks at you "everything will be alright okay... You're going to be fine and whatever your thoughts are Right Now are just that, thoughts. This place isn't so bad like you think" he sighs again as he sees the calm on your face and then you both look at the window.

The children were already lined up, Brenner stood in front of them all, your eyes followed as the usual things happen, the pep talk and the cute questions brenner would sometimes ask, you were just normal then, your views never changed, and finally Dr. Brenner was pulling out a child, Number two, now he wasn't your favorite but he wasn't too bad, he was a brat and had a bad ego but he was never too bad.

You watched as Brenner said something about moving some lights. You were confused, constantly looking up at the man you just met to get a grip in what was happening. Sometimes you swore you saw him smile.

As you look back at the window your eyes widen. The circular structure of light bulbs Started to glow , one by one each lit up and danced around like a Halo of beauty. You slowly get up and walk towards the glass, touching your fingers against the glass to try to comprehend the things going on.

"Its...its beautiful" you whisper to yourself forgetting the man behind you. Once two was done he wipes his nose and was allowed to walk off, they all were excited to show their abilities, four comes up next and its a semi repeat of what happened before. Each child going up and trying or failing or succeeding. Small tears run down your face as you sit at the end of the table, pulling your chair around to get comfortable as you sit through hours of different experiments just time show you what was actually going on.

"These children have abilities unlike you and I... We are here to understand them and figure out how they can grow" you turn around to look at the man, he had a smile himself as he stood up and walked towards you.

"You...are really weird" The man looks at how you're sitting. Usually people at the Lab were proper, sad nice and firm but always somehow looked delicate. The man wipes away your tear with a piece of Cloth and smiles

"Welcome, you're now apart if the Team" the man looks back at the window and all you can do is cry, you didnt know why but whatever was going on there was so amazing when you actually saw it.

"Huh" all you could do was watch.

The door then opens, Dr. Brenner steps in with a smile

"Well what did you think, ill be happy to answer any questions" he says

For two hours you asked him questions, you're sure the Blonde boy went to do his other duties, but after everything you finally understood, you watched the children more, watching them in the rainbow room and saw them use their powers freely, seeing them have fun.

While walking to your own room for 'some time off to adjust' you saw the Tall man again

"Oh Blondie hello!" You say smiling, catching up with the man, he looked annoyed again once you caught up but after small conversation he loosed up.

"How was it all...are you adjusting fine"

The man keeps walking besides you, this time not walking faster to lose you

"It was ok...I mean as ok as it can be ya know..." You look down looking at your feet, the white uniform folding as you walked.

"Well i hope you like it here. I'm never really talking to anyone but hey at least you know me" the man looks at you, he gives you a small wink and you just look back at the ground.

"Where are You going blondie" you say as you look around the never ending Halls

"The employees lounge for my break...how about you where you doing before you ran into me?" He raises a brow at you pulling open the employees lounge door open letting you in first

"My room to 'Adjust' ya know" you put in air quotes as you walked in, The man just rolled his eyes with a smile and walked in after. The two of you Sat down at the empty tables

"So why are you so nice to Me now" you ask getting comfortable in the chair.

"Well, I tend to be cold to new people. Dr.Brenner said you were needed so I should be friendly towards you" the man just toys with his hair leaning back in the chair comfortably.

"I'll take it, what's your name sir?" You ask leaning onto the table.

"...Peter..." He hesitantly says he stops toying with his hair and turns to look at you.

"I like that...I haven't had a friend in years..." You say laughing at the thought

Henry looks at you with confusion, you called him a friend the first day you met but for some reason he was fine when you said it. Y/N gets up and walks over to a counter.

"Oh shit!!" You yell looking down at the counter. Peter gets up and quickly and before you can walk towards you he sees you turn to look at him

"A spider!!" You say pointing at the little man on the counter top.

Peter quickly runs towards you to make sure the spider is okay. But he sees you slowly pick it up and smile. You observe the spider and look for a jar, carefully placing the spider in it and getting a jar to add a droplet of water. Peter watches in shock at your Care for the creature. He looks at you with an unfamiliar familiarity.

"What was your name again..."

AN OHHH wow the CLIFFHANGER I hope y'all liked this it took me an hour or two just to write so I apologize if the spelling errors are huge here.

Also song for the day

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Henry Creel, and his trauma.

How come so many people in this fandom completely ignore the scene where henry is literally being shocked by his peers and "papa". The main excuse for the ignoring is " he killed people " of course it doesn't excuse his actions entirely, but it makes it make sense.

In the boiler room scene, he clearly says to eleven; "you cannot hurt me more than they already have". This implies that its been going on since he was kidnapped by Brenner after the homicide. It's clear that Brenner barely saw Henry as a real human, more a lab rat. He probably treated the multiple children better due to it being more than one.

I totally believe Henry was telling the truth when he said Papa wanted to control. The children were so dehumanized, henry was the only one with a known name before being taken in as 001, then just being known as an orderly. 011 did have a name but she was never told it until she tried to learn about her mother in season 2. Basically these children weren't humans, but numbers.

This is basically dehumanization 101, especially relating to a specific event in the past Im not sure I can say. These children had a set life every single day down to the minute. It was like they were robots. Imagine how this was for a scared 12 year old who was kidnapped and alone.

The kids had no idea there was an outside world, Henry had first hand expirence and had that taken away from him, of course this was still bad for the children but can be REALLY damaging. Especially after planning on getting to your freedom, getting so close, and its taken away from you.

Now, back to the og topic, the shocking scene. Its implied this happened to Henry for TWO DECADES. When the duo was stopped in the hallway by guards, Henry although having powers looked terrified due to the tazer. He was ready to stop, and to leave.

As for the children, I don't have much opinions on their death. I have 3 theories on why henry killed them. 1, He wanted the children to be safe from brenner, but didn't believe in them as much as he did eleven. 2, He was scared of the children, what would it be an 18v1? idk. 3, He was using the power he gained from the gaurds, orderly, and childrens death to give Brenner the most painful death he could give him.

Anyways In conclusion, HENRY HAS TRAUMA. A LOT OF IT. No it does not excuse how he is a literal serial killer, but it helps us understand how and why he is in the first place. Nobody wakes up and decides to kill, they were harmed in some way that they became like that. Almost NOBODY is pure evil. I do not believe any of the people who watched this show even watched it tbh.

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