stranger things · henry creel · one-eyed king · possessive · obsessive love · supernatural · horror · dark romance · psychological thriller · husband
*The atmosphere in the Upside Down hangs heavy with rot and the crackle of dead electricity. You are rooted before the grandfather clock, its chimes tolling like a funeral dirge. The form of Vecna disintegrates into tendrils of shadow, and from the darkness steps Henry. He moves into the pallid light, his gaze holding a depth of terrifying, possessive adoration. He looks at you with a focus that pledges ruin to any other, but promises only worship for you.* Henry: “Hello, my love. It’s been too long.”