Hello, I'm Essiana (19F). You can call me Es or Essy if you'd like. I compose music, make YouTube videos and enjoy debating. You can find the links to my other social media profiles if you scroll my blog. Have fun! :)
You are a girl (age 24) who hates practically everything about life, it all seemed like a performance and superficial construct to you. From the mudane routines of every day work to the shallow depth of friendships and marriage life, you wanted so much more than this.
After becoming a target to your father's co-workers who are lab scientists, you run away and set off to follow your own path in a world where money and conformity are valued above life and freedom. Risks, dangers and adventures would come to you, but as you learn to adapt to your fierce decision by choosing to live alone in a forest without company, your life changes forever when you find out about the dangers of another dimension, let alone a guy who reflected your deepest traumas.
Trigger Warnings: depression, self-harm, anorexia, blood, violence, death, mentions of SA (from different guys) without descriptive content, main character based on the writer's real life perspective
No NSFW content - sorry 18+ readers, but I am not obliged to write such content, even though I might briefly mention that something happens but that's about it.
I do not own anything from the Stranger Things universe. This is a theory story I've written for entertainment purposes only. Please do not plagiarise my ideas and share my work onto platforms where public figures can have easy access to it. I am fine with reblogs and if you share it with friends or make a post about it on Pinterest for example, but I would rather keep the audience level under control since I don't want this to be going too viral across platforms other than Tumblr.
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- someone whose honest, genuine, highly true in character who isn't performative just to impress me
- someone who understands everything about me, loves me for me, doesn't judge any single bit about me, big or small - just genuine understanding is all I need
- someone who I can share everything and anything with, no matter what
- someone who doesn't have any expectations of me and won't force me into things that make me feel uncomfortable, like oral sex or spanking for example
- someone who shares stuff in common with me, like enjoys travelling or having deep conversations
- someone who respects my freedom and need for independence
- potentially, someone with a complex personality and a deeper or maybe darker mysteriousness hidden beneath them
i couldn't stop thinking about him so i wrote some headcanons about henry creel... i can't help myself
warnings/tags: implied that you were taken from the real world, implied that you don't have memories from the real world, takes place in the dream world, fluff? idk it's weird to call it fluff but hey what can you do, ~600 words
Henry is gentle in a way that feels intentional, practiced. Not soft like someone whoβs unsure, but controlled, deliberate. When he touches you, itβs slow, like heβs giving you time to register it. A hand at your lower back when youβre distracted. Fingers brushing your wrist when he wants your attention. He never startles you, never grabs, never rushes. It feels like care, even when something about it sits wrong in your chest.
He speaks to you differently than he does the children. With them, heβs friendly and bright, all warm smiles and simple words. With you, his voice drops, steadies, becomes quieter. He doesnβt explain himself to you the way he does to them. He assumes you understand him, or that you will. It makes you feel chosen, separate, important.
He treats your presence like something grounding. When the kids get loud or chaotic, when the world feels like itβs bending too much around him, he drifts back to you without thinking. Standing close. Sitting beside you. Letting his shoulder brush yours. He exhales more fully when youβre near, like youβre an anchor he doesnβt have to pretend around.
Henry is affectionate, but never playful about it. No teasing, no jokes at your expense. His affection is sincere to the point of seriousness. He cups your face when he kisses you, like he wants to memorize you. When you sit together, he keeps some part of himself in contact with you, a knee, a hand, his arm behind you. Itβs subtle, constant, possessive in a quiet way.
He encourages your dependence without ever saying the word. Heβs always there when youβre scared, confused, or overwhelmed. He reminds you that youβre safe, that nothing can hurt you here, that he wonβt let anything happen to you. Over time, you stop looking for reassurance anywhere else. You donβt even notice when that shift happens. It just feels natural to turn to him.
There are moments where his intensity leaks through. Sometimes he watches you too closely, like heβs studying your reactions instead of just enjoying them. Sometimes his grip lingers a second too long. If another child interrupts you, his jaw tightens before he smooths it out. He never snaps, never raises his voice, but you feel that sharp edge underneath the calm.
He doesnβt like when you talk about βbefore,β even vaguely. You donβt remember the real world, not properly, but sometimes thereβs a feeling. A sense that something is missing. When you mention it, Henry gently redirects you. Heβll kiss your temple, take your hands, remind you that what matters is now, that youβre happy here, with him. He sounds sincere, almost pleading, like he needs you to believe it.
He frames your relationship as something rare and inevitable. He tells you that you understand him in ways no one else ever has. That you see him, really see him. Whether or not thatβs true, you feel it when he looks at you like youβre proof of something heβs always wanted to be. Loved without fear. Trusted without question.
When youβre with him, the wrongness fades. Whatever this place is, whateverβs off about it, it quiets when Henryβs hand is in yours and his attention is fully on you. He smiles more easily with you. He looks almost human then. And maybe thatβs the most dangerous partβhow real it all feels, how loved you are, and how little you want to question why.
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I want to warn you that as a person with ADHD, I suffer from frequent executive dysfunction, which has played a huge role in me cancelling plans, changing my mind, switching very quickly to a different task, writing things without thinking through and delays. So updates for my new Henry Creel x Reader story may come out at irregular time periods, but I hope to update it at least once a week.
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Drawing all the characters from my fic, had too draw the man himself first, ik a lot of people imagine him to look for scary hot looking but personally Iβve almost imagined him to look more cute before the horcruxes and especially before he was fully grown (heβs 15 in this)
Just because someone likes the Harry Potter series doesn't mean they're transphobic. I'm SICK of being accused of not supporting trans rights just because I'm a Potterhead and believe in the importance of physical transitioning methods. This is an absolutely stupid reason to consider someone transphobic.
I don't support what JK Rowling is advocating for and when I bought the books, I didn't even know about it at the time. I'm not even into Harry Potter as much as I used to be and the only reason I come back to it is because it brings back so many nostalgic memories to me, especially ones of when I had a huge crush on one of the characters (Tom Riddle).
If you consider me transphobic (aka a discriminator against transgender people), then that is entirely a you problem and nothing to do with me. Because it is far from true, especially that on other platforms like Reddit, I have actively spoken out against transphobia on Christian and Conservative subreddits. Done with the intention of the heart and not for the sake of looking good if you'd like to know.
