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bella-goths-wife · 4 months

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How reader could manipulate the bowers gang boys

Again, please enjoy my attempts at being deep writer while being sick and sad

I do not intend to romanticise or encourage any of the following warnings, my writing is solely for entertainment and informational purposes. I do not support or condone any and all abuse and I do not believe in any of the various themes I write about.

Henry bowers:

As we've established in previous posts, Henry craves to be taken care of

His mother was the only person who cared about him until his dad scared her off, and now he has no one

His dad couldn't give less of a shit about him, and while he sees the boys as his brothers, he'd never discuss thoughts and feelings with them because he was their leader and he can't seem weak

But you, you were so gentle and kind to those around you

Sure, you looked cold and sometimes you'd act like an arrogant bitch

But he saw how you acted with Beverly, before he made you his

You knew she struggled, so you'd make her an extra lunch and offer her a shoulder to cry on

Something about watching those interactions made Henry's skin crawl with an ugly jealousy which he mistook for anger and disgust

That's why he was so intent on hurting you the day he and the boys followed you after school, so he could take out his frustrations

But then he and the other boys saw you dancing, and he knew you'd be perfect

The way you could manipulate Henry is by really playing into the caregiver role

Make his lunches, write him little notes on them, offer to trim his hair, cook his dinners, offer to do his laundry and take care of his wounds after fights

Really act like you care about Henry, make him believe that you can be relied on

Make Henry believe that you are the one person in the world who cares about him and you'll be in for a world of surprises

As time goes on Henry will reveal more about himself, in his own gruff and verbally abusive fashion

But there will be a gentleness that's unlocked within him, it's minuscule when looking at it through the societal norms but if you view it as someone who has experienced his abuse for months, the change can be unexpected

If you do something wrong, as long as it's only minor (like burning his food slightly or not responding the first time he speaks), he'll turn a blind eye to it for the first time it happens instead of yelling and hurting you

And if he does decide to 'punish' you, he'll clean up your wounds instead of making you work through it and he'll make sure to avoid body parts that are vital to your ballet dancing

He'll also become more affectionate in his own way

He'll hold you at night in a way that used to be rough and only a precaution in case you tried to do something while he slept, but now his hold is less bruising and held more adoration then before

If you want to manipulate Henry, then the best way to do this is to voice your opinion while he holds you

It's really the only time he'd listen, so you'd have to make sure you do it correctly and you don't overuse it because he would eventually catch on

But if you wanted something to change within the group, your best chance is to mention it during this time

For example, if you didn't want to be around Patrick for too long, all you'd have to say to Henry is "Patrick makes me uncomfortable sometimes when he touches me"

And suddenly, your around Patrick by yourself less and less by Henry's command

Another route you could take is to cause conflict within the group, for example

You could say something like "Patrick's been quite demanding lately, he told me not to make you lunch tomorrow and to make it for him instead"

This will plant seeds of doubt in Henry's mind and will cause problems amongst the boys

The only side effect to this manipulation is a very needy, clingy and possessive Henry who feels the need to have you around 24/7 since you take such good care of him

Patrick Hockstetter:

Patrick is a sociopath, it's very clear to see and if he were born ten years later he would be labelled as dangerous to society

So his manipulation would be extremely hard, but everyone has their blindspots

And Patrick's is that he craves sexual attention and validation

Patrick has been sleeping with girls since he was fifteen, and sometimes he thinks it's the only thing that makes other people seem real to him

He's engaged in sexual relations with you, but never with your consent

And while he enjoys the pleasure and control he gains from the interaction, he knows that he would prefer it if you were an active participant who enjoyed the experience with him

A way you could manipulate Patrick is if you started to act enthusiastic to sleep with him

You'd have to force yourself and you'd have to be a good actress, but if you acted enthusiastically about having sex with Patrick and sharing that part of yourself willingly with him it would definitely lower his guard

As I've mentioned before in previous posts, after having any sexual interactions with you he will be kinder to you for a few weeks afterwards

This means that If you wanted to make it so he was being nicer to you then you could initiate sex with him for your own benefit

This would grant you many rewards such as gifts he stole from the mall, defending you against the other boys when they get too rough and he's even able to get you out of some of the punishments the other boys set out for you

Another route you could take Patrick's manipulation is to withdraw from sex completely

For weeks you'd be enthusiastic and initiating sex with Patrick until he does something that makes you upset

Once he does this, you stop acting happy about having sex with him and you stop participating

You can't outright stop having sex with him unfortunately as he will just force you to

But If you withdraw from sex go from someone who was enthusiastic and excited to someone who just lays there and takes it while you dissociate from the situation, it's gonna give Patrick a case of whiplash

He'll try and enjoy the sex even though your withdraw but he just can't anymore, not when he's experienced you at your fullest

So he'll subconsciously start to gain back your attention

This would be an opportunity to try and gain more out of Patrick

Request things that you'd get smacked for before

Ask for things like alone time, cigarettes, friends and they'll all be granted as long as you just have sex with Patrick with the same passion as before

If you want to cause problems with the group through your manipulation of Patrick, start sleeping with one of the other boys with enthusiasm while denying Patrick and you'll have a fist fight in no time

Victor Criss:

Vic is extremely possessive of you

You are his and he is yours, he has stated this to you many times

This possessiveness has always been encouraged by his silent resentment of Henry and the other boys

All of his nice and pretty things were always taken from him

When he was younger, belch would steal his toys and break them

When he was a pre teen, Henry would steal his lunches and snacks from home

And when he was a teenager, Patrick would steal any girl that vic found pretty before sleeping with her and leaving her broken hearted

Vic held so much resent in for those instances, but they formed dark bruises on his heart from the memories

All you have to do is press down on those bruises and reignite the sting he felt from them

You could act very affectionate with him behind closed doors and act like the two of you are just passionate lovers

Be affectionate with him and make him more vulnerable and susceptible to your manipulative behaviour

Once he's comfortable, reinforce his thoughts of how you are his and his only

Make sure he knows that you believe that you are his as well

This will encourage to him to take your requests more seriously and to even grant the very few he can

It also reassures you that he's less likely to punish you if you act like his perfect little toy

•But if you wanted to go down the route of manipulating the boys against each other, then your best bet is to pit him against Henry

Drop into conversations that you wish you could spend more time with him, but Henry just won’t let you

Describe all the horrible things Henry does to you and exaggerate it before adding “if it was just you and me, you’d never do anything like this to me”

All those feelings of resentment that vic repressed for years will boil over

At first it will start off as small arguments but it will quickly develop

If you continuously use these methods of manipulation on vic for months and then try to provoke Henry into acting cruel to you and punishing you in front of vic, then make vic watch the cruelty being inflicted on you and watch his possessive and protective behaviour bubble to the surface

There would be a bloody fight which would end up with one of them dead, and you better pray that it’s Henry who looses

You know what they say

If you want to kill a snake, remove the head

Belch Huggins:

As I’ve said in my other posts, belch is absolutely desperate for your approval

He’s craved it ever since the first time you granted him a compliment

Even if it was more of an observation of a compliment, to him it felt like a goddess had finally given him a purpose

You may think that’s enough to be able to manipulate belch, but unfortunately you weren’t the first person to figure this out

Henry has always been observant over belch, belch is physically stronger and if he were smarter he could probably overtake Henry as the group leader

So Henry definitely noticed how much belch lit up after you praised or complimented him

And he saw this as something that could be a threat

So he decided to use it against you before you figured out a plan

He told belch that in order to gain your approval, he would have to follow Henry’s instructions no matter how cruel or violent they were

Henry reassured him that even if you insulted belch or yelled at him for following Henry’s instructions, but it was all for your own good

And eventually you’d thank belch for helping you figure out what you wanted

At least that’s what Henry told him

So no matter how guilty belch may feel, Henry has manipulated him so much that he truly does believe the abuse is gonna help you

But one way you could manipulate belch is through similar methods as vic or Henry

Overpower him with your affection and compliments

Make him feel loved and wanted with your words and actions

But only do this obviously in private with him

Only give him your affections and approval subtly

Think about secret lovers affection, like touching pinkies with your hands spread out or his hand on your knee under the table

These actions will make his as giddy as a teenager in love

He truly will believe that you and him are in love

While you give him the affection and approval that he craves, make small requests like

“I really wish I could smoke again, do you think you could give me one of your cigarettes”

Now there is a small chance that he’ll allow it if he’s blissed out on your touch, but if he denies you then immediately stop all the affection that your giving him and push him away

This will cause him to backpedal and give in to your request as long as you continue to touch him

This only works for minor requests though, for major requests you’ll need to scare him

For example, if you wanted some time to spend with Beverly then you’d have to ask him and when he Denies you then simply threaten him with harming yourself or not eating

This will send his protective side into overdrive and you can have this man on his knees begging for forgiveness if you play your cards right

A way to manipulate him against the rest of the group is to prove yourself as the only person who cares about him and loves him before planting the seeds of doubt in his mind

Drop little comments like “Patrick was wrong about you, your not stupid” or “vic says your too violent, but I don’t think that’s true”

He’ll start to second guess his friends and he’ll start to come to you more with his problems

But the best move to make is to make it so after all those months of manipulating belch against the rest of his friends, have him watch as Henry is unnecessarily cruel to you

And then go crying into belchs arms in private and demand to know why he didn’t help you or defend you

Drop in a “I thought you loved me” and you’ll have undone all of Henry’s manipulation in seconds

You could convince belch to take you away from the rest of the boys and to run away with you so you could be together forever

Hopefully you’ll be able to sneak away from belch at some point because he now trusts you

And even if you don’t, being stuck with belch is the lesser of two evils

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reareaotaku · 4 months

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yamdere bowers gang ^^

Had to look up their names. Didn't even know people liked them like that I was going to add some NSFW themes, but I didn't

They bother you whenever they see you, but not in the bully way they do other people, but like annoying and bothering

They tease and taunt you. Even going as far as making sexual remarks, like telling you to '...bend over so I can get a nice view of your ass!'

Will slap books out of your hand, mess with your hair [Pulling or twirling it], scare you, etc

Suspiciously, no one else bothers/ taunts you

The Loser Gang gets spared if they're getting bullied and you happen to pass by

Henry was trying to cut up Ben [Along with Victor, Patrick, and Blech holding him down], and he saw you walking below the bridge, he instantly drops Ben and calls your name. You roll your eyes and try and walk faster, but they'll catch you

Wait outside your house/school/job, and bug you when you leave

You can't avoid them, no matter how hard you try

You only get lucky if Henry's dad, Officer Bowers pulls up, effectively scaring Henry

You're biggest issues are with Henry and Patrick, as they are the most violent out of the gang. Say you were to see Vic and Belch alone, they wouldn't bug you. They might harass you a little, but they won't follow you

They [Henry mainly] have gotten violent with you when you don't do what they want

The group will hold you down while Henry teaches you 'a lesson'

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myobsessionishockstetter · 1 month

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#patrick hockstetter #bowers gang #patrick hocksetter x reader #yandere henry bowers x reader #henry bowers #henpat

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yanderefantasies · 1 year

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Please i am begging

Yandere bowers gang x small male reader

Pls it'd be so cuteeeee

Yah for sure

So much teasing going around it’s almost impossible to keep up with it.

Patrick and Reggie are the tallest in their gang, Victor being the shortest, and Henry being somewhere in the middle. But that doesn’t mean that Victor is short- he’s just not as tall as the other three. He’s still a pretty big dude though(seriously what do they feed these guys-)

Patrick, being a little shit- is the most obnoxious tease outta all of em. He threatens to pick you up a lot, makes the stereotypical “how’s the weather down there” joke, uses your head as an armrest- the whole thing.

Reggie is the embodiment of “oh you almost knocked me over pookie- my bad”

Henry. Is not as vocal as Patrick is. But still makes subtle gestures to tease you every now and then, same with Victor actually.

Though Victor is more on the worried side than teasing- he’d hate it if you got made fun of at all.

Speaking of- the gang refuses to let you get made fun of by anyone else. Whether it’s just light poking fun or not- the only ones allowed to mess with you is them.

If anyone were to genuinely hurt your feelings? That person is the new main target of their bullying. And no way in hell are they lettin them get outta it easy- only if you were to specifically tell them to stop

Vv protective but also a little hypocritical

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pvvryq · 2 years

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Hello , so how about you write for your fav yanderes with a "go with the flow " reader , like no matter what the yandere does reader is just fine with it cus they have attachment issues and don't want to let go of the yandere even if they get hurt

(I came right away after seeing the announcement)

Ty for the Request, i decided to do my Favourite Characters that i write yandere for :} VV

Ft. Alec Volturi (Twilight) Alice Cullen (Twilight) Leon Kennedy (Resident evil 2) Kai Chiaki (Bnha) Toru Oikawa (Haikyuu) Patrick Hockstetter (IT) Wilbur Soot (Dream smp, Character Not irl)

Also obviously, characters like : Leon, Oikawa and Patrick can’t be full on yandere and like kidnap your cuz of various circumstances so i’m just making them as yanderes with a saviour complex who Gains darlings trust By saving them from a situation or something, and Patrick’s wasn’t as yandere but just slightly creepy cause its Patrick.

WARNINGS : Not proofread because it is 4 am and I’ve literally JUST Got done with Patrick and Wilbur, Character death/gore (Alec,LeonWilbur) Kidnapping (Alec, Hinted at Alice,Kai) Stockholm syndrome ,Manipulation, mentions of suicide (Kai) and Death of a child (Patrick)

✧.* YANDERE’S WITH A WILLING DARLING

✧.* ALEC VOLTURI

— AT First, he was Most likely very sceptical of you seemingly ‘getting used’ to the Castle life and being content with the fact that he had parted you from your family ; you were part of the Denali coven and when The Volturi was issued to Kill Sasha, Your adopted Mother and the woman who had created you, Alec noticed you And Immediately Felt Something he couldn’t describe. Initially, He left the feeling on its own but grew more paranoid that he shouldn’t leave the feeling alone by the day and finally after a few weeks from first seeing you began to query Both Marcus and Caius about you; leaning towards Caius for general knowledge like how You and Alec were Turned at the same age and that You had An ability Similar to Demetris But slightly enhanced. He then asked Marcus about the Strange feeling and Marcus sensed that there was a form of bond between the two of you. Due to your ability ,Being able to Track down people and see their every current move in your mind, Aro had seemed to taking a liking to you andeventually gave in to Alec’s request to have you on the Volturi. For the first week, He noticed you were slightly distant to most — maybe smiling gently at A Lower guard in the hallways or Having a conversation or two with Heidi, but For the most part you wanted nothing to do with him nor most in the castle.

After a while though, You began to warm up to Alec and accept him as your mate. You Would Speak to him quite frequently now and Although he enjoyed that you were settling in something about it didn’t feel right, he was constantly on edge about how easy it would be for you to disappear without a trace — Always knowing The Volturi’s moves before even they knew themselves, it definitely took some time for him to calm down (well, that and A Mindreading from Aro that reassured him you wouldn’t leave) but after a while he To warmed up to the situation and let himself realise that even if you wanted to, you’d never leave him — You’re his for all of eternity.

✧.* ALICE CULLEN

— ALICE probably met you at school, She Spoke to you in Biology and surprised you with How much she knew about the subject. She couldn’t help herself when she got attached to that Sweet Smile of yours and that big toothy grin you gave her — She Tried to take her time with you but it was almost as if you were walking right into her trap! It wasn’t long until she got you to meet her family — Formally introducing you as her s/o, Even though you and her had never discussed romance before ; especially with each other. To her relief, you were too naive to argue and after some time Esme was doting after you just like she did with her own children ; always giving you the option of ‘Spending the night’ or ‘Staying for as long as you please’ And why wouldn’t you? Sweet, Kind, Caring Alice Is always there to drive you home when its too dark, What was that you say? You can walk home along? Nonsense, have you never heard of safety in numbers — if you’re acting like this Then maybe you shouldn’t go home at all…

Surprisingly, Alice’s words Work on you and you decide to Stay in the Cullen home ‘Temporarily’ as you say, silly Y/n Don’t you know how little you have a say on the matter? After all, if your so naive to let Alice manipulate you like this then how does she know you won’t fall into somebody else’s trap? Just stay here with Alice, you won’t even notice that you can’t leave ad when you do — you certainly won’t want to.

✧.* LEON KENNEDY

— SEPTEMBER 29th 1998, the day of the Racoon city incident And the day you met Leon. You watched from The top Window of the Police Station as A Woman about your age parted ways with a Familiar man — Leon Kennedy. You were a higher ranking Cop who was working in the first floor west office when an alert came through your Radio : ‘Steer clear Away from the 2nd floor Office, Rumors of attacks Have been Reported — Seargent L/N Meet me in the Main hall To discuss matters. Over.” You held onto the top button of your radio. “Noted. Over.” As you made your way to the hall. As you met with the Othe r officer you noticed him slouched over one of the Lounge chairs with a Cigarette between his Chubby,Sweat-coated fingers. “Don’t just stand there, Go look.” He spat, showing no indicators of Helping you. Turning, You rolled your eyes and made your way to the second floor — releasing your gun from its holster and reloading it just in case. It Only took a Shriek of pain and smash of The office windows to alert you of the situation, You Straightened yourself up against the wall in terror as you turned your head slightly to peek over the corner. A Woman - A lower officer - Slouched against The now Smashed window that revealed the hallway, A Shard of glass that hand’s broken off Stabbed into her Abdomen as good poured against the floor. Another officer began to tear and rip skin from the woman, biting and swallowing her flesh. Wallowing in fear, you ran Up the stairs and made your way to the top floor — The puddles of blood and Guts on the floor showing that it had already spread up to the Third floor and would soon be at the top , whatever it was.

As you Ran through the mens shower rooms, you Ran into the stars office and locked the door firmly behind you — Checking for The infected in the room. When Proved to be clear, you ran to a window at the top and watched as Leon Kennedy said his goodbyes to An unknown woman, And fled inside of the station. You messed around with your radio slightly, fingers trembling yet the dozens of times you did this before helped you complete the task with ease. “Leon S. Kennedy? Seargent Y/N L/N, Reporting. The Stars office has been cleared of infection, But main Offices on both the second and third floor have been hijacked, over.” It was silent on the other end for a moment, you wondered for a second if it was too late — if he had been mauled by infected on his first step inside of the building but alas, an answer was eventually heard. “Y/n..?I-.Uhm. Officer Harrison and Smith have both been terminated, making my way towards the stars office now.. Over.” And with that the radio turned silent again, As you let your body drop to the floor and the radio slip out off your hand. For a decent while you stayed like that Until A Long,Bloody claw Smashed into the door, You Grabbed your gun And aimed it as the monsters muscles pulsed — breaking the whole door down easily. The monster looked as if it had been skinned, its brain out in the open. For a moment it walked around the room aimlessly on its claws, Until you decided to shoot at its brain, your sweaty fingers missing by a long shot. You shrieked as its turned around and was about pounce on top of you but As you squeezed your eyes tightly a liquid slashed across your face — Thick,Dark scarlet Ropes of blood sprayed your face as Its body went limp on the floor, looking to the doorway you saw A Familiar face — Leon. “Don’t worry, Your safe now.” What you were yet to know was that he would take that promised Very Seriously, Let Leon take care of you, Forever and ever.

✧.* KAI CHISAKI

— FROM the beginning, You knew that your fate had been sealed. For the most part, Kai never visited you and let his men do all the work for him whether it was feeding you or doing what he called ‘Mandatory Suicide checks’ Even if the reality of it was to just strip you from dignity and Privacy. He liked being in control but a part of him grew slightly paranoid that the longer he left you with his men, the angrier and more confident you would get and he couldn’t have you thinking this situation was yours to control, could he? So after A While, Maybe A Few weeks..Few months, Whatever he could last without Meeting you, he had Unexpectedly Walked through the Room that you were left in. Chisaki was Cautious when he first entered the room — Chrono Standing beside the door if you tried to do anything, But to his surprise you only gazed up at his figure , Smiling gently at him before Looking back down to the Blanket that covered your bed, seemingly unbothered. Kai was stricken for a moment, Thinking that your action was of defiance or a false ‘liking’, But after a reassurance from Chrono that you were usually compliant with most things the Shie hissaikai made you do, He started visiting more and more often. You really were what he thought you was — A Pure,Angelic Pet For his entertainment only, and nobody could do nothing about it

✧.* TORU OIKAWA

— “HELLO, You‘re Goshiki-Kun’s Older Cousin From [Home Country] — isn’t that right?” A Boy From behind you questioned, As you Jotted down notes from The practice game For shiratorizawa. You turned To Look behind you quickly, “Oh, Mhm..I’m y/n.” You Smiled gently before turning back to the game And Writing Dow the according notes. As the Hazel-brown haired boy sat next to you, “I’m Toru Oikawa..From Aoba Johsai Academy.” That got your attention. With that you slowly stopped Writing on the thin sheet of paper and placed the Notepad and Purple Sanrio Pen Beside you. “The captain’s told me a lot about you, its an honour.” You Nodded your head slightly in acknowledgment and gently smiled at the Boy. “..But I Need to concentrate so may i please ask for you to leave me be.” You let him down, Uninterested. Almost As if it was co-ordinated, Iwaizumi Came and Walked up behind you two, “Leave her alone Oikawa.” You turned your head slightly to see the secondary voice, You noticed as the Slightly more Musclier boy Pulled up Oikawa from where he was sitting and Looked at you, “I’m sorry for him, His Ego’s the size of his head And he’s never usually rejected.” You chuckled gently at the comment, Oikawa defending himself before being Dragged away by Iwaizumi.

A Feeling of jealousy raged throughout Oikawa body, And much to Your dismay, Was following you back on your way home as what he called, ‘A Safety precaution’ As your cousin, Tsutomu, was walking separate ways and ‘left’ you there. “I’m telling you Oikawa..You don’t need to…” For a moment You stumbled on your words, as if you Wanted him to stay but knew he shouldn’t. “..Get Inv-.Forget it.” You Shook your head And went to turn, yet he still followed. “My house isn’t far now, i Can walk on my own.” You said to him, watching as his face fell yet he smiled and Respected your wish. “See you soon, Y/n-Chan.” You just rolled your eyes and tightened your grip on your school bag, Dreading the normal way you would take. From the start to end of the sidewalk was where a few third years from A Really shitty School hung out, They would steal alcohol — get drunk and then proceed to catcall any woman They saw crossing the street. As per usual, They were there — catcalling you and trying to get you to cross the street and come with them, but Quickly they all stopped as They noticed somebody behind you. Toru placed his hand gently on your shoulder, “Ey Toru, Thats your girl Huh?” One of them slurred, Oikawa only smiled and chuckled a ‘yes’ in response. “Sorry Man, D-didn’t know!” Another boy Laughed ad hiccuped as if they weren’t just catcalling you. As you walked out of there line of sight you spoke, “You didn’t need to do that.” You said to Him, Trying to hide your smile of gratitude. “Ehh…No big deal.” He smiled a toothy grin, And you scoffed in return before continuing to walk back home, Toru Behind you. Maybe you should Let Toru Stay from now on, Whats the worst that could happen?

✧.* PATRICK HOCKSTETTER

— DERRY Maine wasn’t exactly the type of town where you could be different, or At least be different without people knowing. It was a quick phase for some, maybe a secondary story on the local newspaper about them and a group of friends rebelling against say, the church. For others it took some time, 10 years back a Man shot his wife and Children dead in the Derry Townhouse, But even he lost his spark after a few years or so passed. The only person Who never outgrew his phase was Patrick Hockstetter, it started when Patrick was 3 or so, Parents at the daycare complained about His abnormal and violent behaviour, though it was quickly overseen. Then, when Patrick was 5, his parents had brought home Avery. Patrick remembers His parents Passing through the doorway holding what seemed like a baby in their hand, introducing it as Avery — Patrick’s brother. The baby was bearable for a few nights, Patrick even stood weeks with it in the home yet something stirred in his mind one night. The next morning, Police arrived at the door ; His father Holding an apathetic, out-of-it look on his face while his mother sobbed hysterically, he remembers his mother telling him there was an Accident, he remembers the loss for words he felt when he was about to tell her it wasn’t an accident — something in his brain told his he shouldn’t speak about it. Rumors only kept growing about Patrick until The winter of 1988, A New girl has moved into Derry. For the first few weeks she was fine, but after a while she tended to have frequent outbursts and fights. Not that Patrick ever witnessed one, she attended the catholic school on the brink of Derry and he rarely even saw her. He remembers the first time he saw her,it was the 9th of January 1989 just a month after she had moved to Derry and His friend Henry and him were waiting for his dad finish up a police interview with a ‘Rebel’ so they could get a lift to Victor criss’s house. Henry sighed in an impatient relief when his father came from the room, though Patrick’s eyes were on the girl behind butch. She must of been the So called ‘rebel’ but to him, she looked perfectly innocent — Well other than she Bruised, slightly swelled eye and bleeding nose she had. She let her hair fall into her face as she stared at the ground, She wore the white, shortsleeved blouse and Grew pleated skirt the catholic school made her wear but also wore a Log, blue trench coat above it, she shot patrick a glare as another officer let her leave the station.

He expected her spark to die down but she was still Acting up even after this long, to be honest he felt strangely connected to her — but not like those other girls who he perked around on , No,This girl was Different. By now it was the summer of 1989 and he was seeing much more of her now that school was closed for break, though he Really met her when Butch invited Patrick’s dad to come over to The rebel girl’s house to drink and watch football with her father, Patricks dad insisted he come because ‘Henry would be there’ . Patricks dad, to put it simple,lied. He wasn’t;t complaining though, rebel girl’s name Was y/n and She actually spoke to him For a decent while before abruptly leaving the house after a phone call. When she came back, it was late — maybe 1 or 2 in the morning and the dad had passed out drunk in the living area leaving patrick to Smoke On the patio round the back of the house. Y/n Came into the house, And went onto the patio when she spotted Patrick. Eve though the lights were dim, he could see the blood running down her face from the illuminating living room lamp that Shone Through the glass Patio doors. She sat down next to him as he took a long drag of his cigarette. “Somebody roughed you up?” He passed the cig to her, she scoffed as she held it in between her to fingers, “No I fell over.” She commented sarcastically before taking a drag of the cigarette. He looked at her,”Who?” For a moment she held a confused look on her face, wondering why he cared. “Scotty Prescott, that fuckin’ fag you hang out with.” She took another drag. “Want me to rough him up?” Patrick asked with a smirk. Done with his shit, Y/n Grabbed the end of the cigarette and let it out on Patrick’s resting hand , discarding it on the grass somewhere before going back inside, presumably to her room. He gazed down to his hand and Watched as a slight burn mark formed. Yes, she was definitely different than the other girls and he would do anything it takes to keep her close to him.

✧.* WILBUR SOOT (CANON NOT IRL)

— DUST And ash Grew in Varying size Piles on The diner’s countertops and Tables — soot gathered in the cracks of the Once clean tile slate floor. The roof had been Knocked through, roofing tiles smashing from contact with the dirtied ground or slicing into the Pillowy, plush Part of the diner chairs. Still, It was the first place you ran when Various Booms and Bangs were heard only Miles away from the town hall where you were. All of your life’s hard work Just..gone. And to make things worse, The limp Body of A Worker was Laying across the floor — a gorey,bloody mess. You felt bile crawl its way through your throat as A Hand gently gripped onto your shoulder, “Look what we’ve done…” Wilbur Faked his Sorrow. “Its all your fault, you know?” He Carried on, as you trembled — falling backwards slightly before he caught you. ‘it you just told somebody, Anybody about the bombs, they would of stopped me.” Wilbur tutted as he let go of your shoulder, you felt completely brainwashed as he Leant closer to you and whispered into your ear. “Nobodies here to save you, just give in…” He held out his hand In front of you. You mumbled slightly in protest, shaking your head gently. “Cmon Y/n, It’ll be fun!” He Smiled as you gently placed your hand in his, too Confused to care — feeling too manipulated,guilt…you zoned for a moment until Will’s voice brought you back. “Just you and me, Against everyone…Forever.”

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miyuuuki · 2 years

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He Who Walks Behind The Rows

PAIRINGS: Malachai Boardman/Reader, Patrick Hockstetter/Reader.

SYPNOSIS: when He Who Walks Behind The Rows makes a appearance, only one is there writhing in anger.

CW: nonconsensual kissing, ooc Patrick and Malachi, possessiveness, yandere content, dead animals.

NOTE: An AU Where Patrick is The Man Who Walks Behind The Rows. there will be some plot changes, and holes as I have never written a crossover like this before. Patrick is also ACTUALLY a “god” in this. Also features you being a simp for Patty, and Malachai being a simp for you.

2nd POV:

I dropped my bloodied weapon I’d use to disfigure the outlander who had stepped foot into a town that wasn’t theirs, onto the ground.

The ceremonies we all had practiced and participated in finally paid off, as crucifying an outlander had led all of us to this point. Malachai and Everyone else watched in pure ecstasy as the Man who we’ve been waiting for had finally come to us.

I let out a gasp as I saw the divine being I and the rest of the population of the town worshipped and dedicated our whole lives too. I fell onto my but in disbelief. It was He! He was standing before me, looking at me with his silver green eyes.

The deity could be described as absolutely breathtaking, but that would be under-exaggerating. No words in the English language could describe the man’s beauty. The man had neck length black hair, a tall skinny and lanky figure. Similar to a man I know, he was draped in black and white robes.

I quivered as I felt so much lower than him, to actually be in the presence of such a deity, and to be the first person to ever see the Man Behind The Rows in years. To be this lucky is a blessing, from the said man infront of me himself. How could I be so worthy of the sight before my eyes?

“My Child..” He said extending a hand out to me with a “smile”.

3RD POV:

Going on your hands and knees you crawled to him. He caressed your cheek, you leaned into the God’s hand, even clutching it with your own hand. He felt neither cold or warm, but you could care less. You stared up at the man as his face came closer and closer.

You can feel your face grow hot, you froze in anticipation. Was such a being gonna do such a intimate thing to you?

You then soon felt the Deity’s lips on your own, your eyes widened. How could you be so worthy of such a action? Let one such a Important Being? The kiss alone made you feel special, you’ve never thought of yourself of a higher or lower being. Just a servant to serve for the same man kissing you.

In a second what was once silence in the corn field was now turned into a big party and the silence was filled with cheers and yells of celebration. You were even showered with praise, being called the “chosen” one and how you were blessed with a kiss from the almighty god.

Your hand was glued to you lips, the feeling of His lips lingering on your own. You shivered in sheer joy, hugging your sides as you were picked up by a taller and stronger boy your age. Everyone around you spewed praises to you, you could even hear your God praise you too.

Though, you failed too notice a certain red haired boy fuming and several thoughts running through his mind. Why did he feel this way? Why is he starting to go against the said man he’d swore his life too?

The same said man who had ordered him to give dead, and decaying animals as gifts, and alive animals as sacrifices.

He’s also the said man everyone in the town had killed their parents, and trusted adults for.

He did whatever his god told him to do, everyone did, including you! Yes he was possessive, he hated seeing anyone touch you or even breathe your air.

The divine God probably did it to anyone he’d encountered in the past long years. Malachai gripped the weapon in his straps. He felt like cutting anyones head off in an instant.

None of any of these bastards deserved living alongside you. Of course he’d never say it out loud, he may be the one in charge now that Isaac is gone and has been sacrificed, doesn’t mean he can’t be throw away so easily like everyone threw Issac away.

He could only watch in distain as everyone celebrated. His hand turned into a fist, how dare that man touch you, let alone carry you? And everyone reaching out for you, don’t even deserve to be in the same planet as you.

#bowers gang #bowers gang x reader #it 2017 #yandere #patrick hockstetter x reader #patrick hockstetter #malachai boardman x reader #malachai imagine #children of the corn #stephen king #possessive #yandere x reader #• ☆ miyuuuki works #• ★ miyuuuki sfw

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the deal

forgot to mention that this is a modern au

also lots of ooc moments, might be yandere as well

getting to know them

trying to keep your cool, you let bowers’ arms wrap around you, he was your ‘seatbelt,’ as he said just a few moments ago.

you had to admit, his grasp was comfortable, you almost started to lean into it, but quickly stopped yourself.

“so, newbie, where you from?” a voice from behind you hit your neck, making you jump, a chuckle comes from henry. “did i scare ya, sweetie?”

“i.. i’m from washington.. state.” (random choice) you said, flustered, “a.. a little bit.”

“are they breaking?” vic says in a taunting tone, reaching over and giving you a boop. “don’t worry, hon.”

“where are we going?” you asked, bowers put his head on one of your shoulders, the sudden touch made you jump again, “ah, shit.”

“sorry, newbie.” bowers said, “i just wanna introduce ourselves to you, and you do the same to us.”

“o-okay,” you said, “in town or somewhere else?”

“belch, pull into one of the parking lots.” bowers ordered, belch does so, pulling into a somewhat populared diner parking lot. putting the car in park, the car was still running. “alright.. let’s begin shall we?”

bowers grabbed you by the waist and slid you off his lap, putting you in the middle of him and patrick.

“i’ll start.” bowers said, “my name’s henry bowers, i’m the leader, i guess you could say, of this group. the dude in the driver seat is belch, but his real name is reginald.” belch gave you a small smile and wave, you waved back.

“you burp pretty loud or something?” the chubby boy nodded, he demonstrated, and impressed you, “you should teach me some time.”

“sure.” he said, chuckling softly.

“over there is vic.” henry said, pointing at the boy in the passenger seat, the platinum blonde haired boy winked at you, “and last but not least, we have patrick.”

“so, a human teddy bear, two doppelgängers of the villian that everyone wishes was dating them, and an outsider?” you said, thinking put loud, “sorry, i just like making analogies.”

“you’re good, newbie.”

meanwhile..

“w-what do you mean they were taken by b-bowers?” a worried bill asked, ben had just explained what had happened.

“we were gonna hang out at the library for a while, but bowers had taken me before i could even enter the place, (name) had arrived a few moments after.” ben said, “t-they protected me, bowers and his goons took them after they pushed me down the hill.”

“we have to get them back.” eddie exclaimed, “bowers probably took interest in them.

“i am who wouldn’t? they’re so hot.” richie said, licking his lips, only to get wacked by beverly, “ow!”

“now’s not the time to joke about this shit, we have to get them out of danger!” beverly called out.

“you’re right.” mike said, “..but where would they be?”

“look for that blue car.” eddie said, “that’s their bus.”

“c’mon then, w-we sh-should get (n)-(name) back.” bill ordered, the rest of the group agrees and gets on their bikes. “they’re h-hopefully in t-town.”

back with you..

bowers decided that it was time to propose a deal.

“w-what?!”

“you heard me, we’ll leave your friends alone, if you hang out with us.”

“why do you like me so much, i barely know you people?”

“yes, you do, darling.” henry said, cupping your chin, while patrick, who was behind you, played with your hair. “well, not yet. but, we know you like it’s the back of our hands.”.

“you’ve been spying on me?” you ask, henry smiles at you with a bit of possessiveness. “i-i’m sorry, but i just need some..”

“don’t worry, sweets. neither of us will do anything to harm you, all you gotta do is ask us to stop, and we’ll stop.” henry said, before leaning in to you.

before anything could happen, a loud bang from outside the car was heard, it was richie.

“HEY, THAT’S MY HOT BABE!”

#it 2017 #henry bowers x reader #henry bowers #patrick hocksetter x reader #patrick hockstetter #victor criss x reader #victor criss #reginaldhugginsxreade #belch huggins x reader #belch huggins #x reader #losers club x reader #bowers gang x reader #losers club #yandere

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chezzywezzy · 2 years

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Yandere Henry Bowers (1/5)

Word count ; 4.0k

*Edited.

I was anxious. And because I was anxious, I hyper-focused on every shoulder that I grazed, every group I squeezed past. I knew it was silly to be so overwhelmed from moving schools, but the notion was new to me. And poorly timed.

People usually sob about divorces, but my parents’ separation was downright annoying and inconvenient; if they’d waited just one more year, I could’ve graduated from the same school I started kindergarten in and things wouldn’t have been difficult. Yet, here I was, in the Middle Of Nowhere; also known as Derry.

So, here I was, clutching my bag to my chest as I weaved through a crowd of strangers. My heart thudded on my chest. I wasn’t quite sure where I was going, but I was early so I had plenty of time to wander the halls in hope of finding the student office.

I migrated to the left side of the hall, slightly more comfortable now that I wasn’t going against the tide. However, my shoulders scrunched together as I passed a group of boys leaning against the lockers. I brushed shoulders with one of them, and I was momentarily terrified, speeding up. I think I heard a scoff.

Luckily, only a hallway away, was a clear room with a front desk. I scurried toward it, relaxing the moment I entered the zone. A middle-aged woman was at the desk, glasses also sliding off her nose. She seemed tired; there were at least three coffee cups next to her.

“Hi, hello, um —“

“Yes?”

My eyes widened slightly. “Well, I’m new here, and I need my schedule…? If you don’t mind helping.”

The woman eased up. If even the office staff were this apprehensive, the students here must’ve been hell spawns. She started typing furiously on her computer. “Name?”

“Y/n L/n.”

“Spell it, please.”

I complied, and after she finished typing it in, rose to her feet and disappeared into an off-limit room. I stepped back from the counter, exhaling. Everything would be fine, after the first day everything would ed up being normal —

“Oh, hello. Are you a new student?”

I jumped and turned, my anxiety skyrocketing when I came face to face with a beautiful red-headed woman. “Wh - yes, I am, yeah, hi.”

The girl tilted her head. “I’m Beverly. And you are?”

“Y/n. I, uh, like your name. And your hair. Well, I mean, not just your hair, you’re just really pretty in general. Oh god, I’m rambling.”

Beverly giggled. “Thank you. I’m here to sign up for the library community service. Are you going to do any?”

“Well, maybe. I think I need to get used to this place first. I’ve never moved before,” I admitted.

Beverly nodded, and the office lady came back, a large paper in her grasp. Her firm frown changed, and I assumed it was due to Beverly. The girl definitely set me at ease, so I wasn’t surprised she had this effect on everyone else. God, I needed to stop simping, I just met the woman.

“Here’s you schedule,” the woman mumbled. “Are ya here to sign up for library work again, Beverly?”

“Yes!”

“Thank you,” I muttered.

“Alright, I’ll let Miss Shapher know.”

“Lovely, thank you! Have a great day, Miss Copper,” Beverly said, suddenly clasping my upper arm.

“You too, Beverly.”

Beverly pulled me out of the office, and luckily, since it was almost class time, the hallway was emptier. She grabbed my schedule and bit her lip. I analyzed it from over her shoulder. AP Biology. A good start to the new school year, although I was a nerd for almost any subject.

“Wow, you’re one of the smart students, huh? A senior, too. I’m in tenth grade,” she mentioned.

“Uh, yeah. I love the sciences and literature. I’d appreciate it if you showed me where the library was sometime.”

Beverly handed me the schedule back, a small, gorgeous smile gracing her plump lips. “I’d love to. I, uh, don’t really have many friends… Anyways, I’ll walk you to your locker and point in the direction of the lab.”

“Thanks, you’ve gotta be kidding about the friend thing, though. You’re, like, such a nice person,” I admitted, falling in line beside her as we walked down the hallway. The five-minute bell rang, making me a bit nervous. I’d only been late a few times, and that wasn’t going to change at a new school.

Beverly sighed. “Well, uh, the girls here don’t really like me, and the boys pretend that I sleep around. But I don’t like to think negatively. I like school, my teachers are nice, and reading is fun. What’s your favorite book?”

“I forget what it’s called, but recently I read a fabulous book. It was about a man and an escort in the old times - it’s an old book - and they fall in love. The guy risks everything to be with her, but the woman withdraws,” I rambled. “They end up breaking up, but a few months later, the guy returns to France to find that the woman died and left everything to him. She refused to begin a life with him, not because she was a gold digger, but because she knew she was going to die soon and didn’t want him to lose everything. It really touched me. I actually lost cried.”

“…Wow. If you remember the title, I’d like to read it,” Beverly gasped, coming to a halt. “Here’s your locker. I need to get to class, but the lab is that direction.” Beverly motioned down the hallway.

“Okay, great, thanks. I hope you don’t mind me asking, but… can I sit with you at lunch?” I requested anxiously.

Beverly giggled. “I was just about to ask you the same thing. I’ll meet you here!” With that, she turned tail, and made her way through the hallway. My eyes couldn’t help but trail after her.

I eventually knocked myself out of the stupor and turned to the locker. I opened it and withdrew a flimsy lock. I took a minute to organize and relieve my bag of several textbooks. I smiled to myself as I unloaded a few novels. I knew it would’ve been a bad idea to bring so many books, but I thought I’d be spending my first day - and potentially entire year - alone.

I finished organizing and clutched the books to my chest. I went to shut my locker, but it was suddenly slammed shut. I let out a surprised gasp and went to step away, but instead I collided with someone’s chest.

A pale hand leaned against my locker, and I turned to find myself surrounded by a group of boys. The one who had assaulted my locker had shoulder length, black hair and a cunning, violating smirk. To the sides, there was a blonde boy who seemed rather elfish as though he didn’t want to be here, along with a sturdy, thickly built boy with a grin. My attention, however, landed on the teen with a messy brown mullet and an intimidating scowl.

“Uh… hello?” I greeted unsurely, glancing at the group.

“Looks like we have a new school slut, boys,” the brown-haired male stated. “Where the fuck are you from, whore?”

I was taken aback by the strong language; one might think that because I had terrible social anxiety, school bullies would terrify the hell out of me. I mean, they did, but people like that were easier to deal with because I didn’t care enough to impress or shy away from them. Because the fact is, they probably all had daddy issues.

I refrained from sighing. “Y/t. And who do I have the pleasure of meeting?” I made sure not to give any reaction to their crudeness, even if I was internally shuddering from the lanky boy’s perverse stares.

“Maybe we’ll tell ya when you’re done sucking our dicks,” the black-haired pervert hissed in my ear.

My eye twitched, but I made sure to keep my stern, unwavering gaze on the obvious leader.

“What he said. A sweater slut like you don’t deserve to know our names. Give us your fucking lunch money, whore. We know you got some,” the boy growled, which resulted in some cruel cackles from his minions.

“…Well fine. I was just trying to be polite,” I grumbled. “I don’t have fucking money dudes, I make my own lunch. Now if you’ll excuse me, I don’t want to be late on the first day.”

Stirring any residual confidence, - as I was attempting to run away - I tried shoving through the blonde and the bulk. However, I found myself being forced back into the lockers. I let out a painful groan and some of my school supplies slipped from my bag. My head rang from the sheer force and I squinted my features.

“Don’t fucking sass us, sweater slut,” mullet man sneered, burning into me with an intimidating glower.

“Boys! Either go to class or get the hell out,” a teacher shouted from down the hallway, amidst the clamor of classmates.

The gang threw the teacher a glance and distanced themselves. “We aren’t done here, sweater slut,” the lanky creep whispered in my ear as they disappeared into the crowd; I noted that they were generally feared, as everyone made room for them as they went past.

I finally released a breath that I didn’t realize I was holding in, my anxieties melting away. They were scarier than anticipated - I didn’t like that they were fine with using physical force. But, even if I was a coward, I refused to be one in front of assholes like them.

Sighing and picking up my stuff, I decided to head to class.

~~~

“Oh, they’re the Bowers Gang. I forgot to warn you about those dickheads. They torment every new kid,” Beverly sighed.

Me and my new friend had just exited the school building. She insisted that the cafeteria was ugly and crowded, and that she’d always spent her lunches out in the courtyard outskirts, where all the nerds or sport kids ate. The area we were walking to was verdant and luscious, right by the school’s edges where it was gated off. We were by the basketball court, too, and instead of eating, there were a bunch of jocks shooting hoops.

Beverly took me to a tree and we sat at the base, happily hiding underneath the shade as we took out our lunches. Her red hair glistened attractively, and I couldn’t help but adore her small, lovely smile. Oh god, I was simping too hard too fast —

“How were your classes?” she inquired with the tilt of her head. I noticed that she had a rather small packed lunch.

“Great, actually. I haven’t had a teacher I hate yet. A nice start to my Monday,” I answered, pulling out my sandwich. “Want a slice? I’m a great sandwich chef.”

“Oh! It’s alright, I have enough,” she declined humbly. “I make my lunches, too. Maybe tomorrow we can trade, don’t you think? I’ve never had a friend to try it with before.”

I grinned. “Oh my god, me neither. We have to do that. Consider it a challenge, though, because I make some mean cut-up apple slices,” I joked.

Beverly chuckled and we fell into a comfortable silence as we ate. I figured Beverly did the same, but I spent my meal watching boys play basketball in the court. However, my gaze expanded further, where I noticed in the parking lot, the dreaded ‘Bowers Gang.’ I couldn’t help but stare; when they weren’t terrorizing their classmates, they looked just like a normal group of friends. At least, when you ignored the aloof, menacing glares they sent to random areas.

I took another bite of my sandwich, and that’s when I froze. The leader of the gang was looking my way. I averted my gaze, just as Beverly spoke up.

“So why did you move here?”

“Oh - ! Well, my parents got a divorce, so my mom wanted a new start. I mean, my dad’s cool, but I preferred here to wherever the hell he moved to. Still annoying, especially with those wanna-be bad boys in the parking lot, but you’ve certainly made moving here be worthwhile,” I explained.

“Ah… If you ever need to talk about it, I know we just met, but I’m here for you,” she offered up kindly.

I couldn’t help it. I let out an ‘aw’ as my heart absolutely melted. “Gosh, you’re literally the nicest person ever! I would literally die for you. But, uh, I’m good for now.”

Beverly giggled, but it was suddenly stifled as she stared at something else. I followed her line of sight and ended up coughing from shock. Approaching us, cutting across the basketball court, was the Bowers Gang. Coming right towards us.

“We should leave,” Beverly squeaked.

“Wh - No way, I bet they’re just hungry. I mean, you can go, but I’m lazy as hell,” I said. “My fat ass ain’t moving.”

Beverly halted her movements and sighed. “You’re kidding, right? I - well, too late to run now.” She hugged her lunch box to her chest and had a permanent, frightened pout.

I stared at the approaching gang. All four of them were glaring at us. But I just took a bite out of my sandwich. I hummed to myself. Damn, I was a good chef.

And just like that, we were surrounded.

“Well, well, well, should’ve known sweater slut would become friends with the resident dick-sucker,” mullet man taunted.

I spared him but a glance. “…Uh huh. What I’m hearing is, not even the sexual harasser of your boy band has been laid,” I retorted. “You boys look hungry. Want some apple slices?” I handed some to the bulky teenager and blonde bimbo.

The boy with the shaved head reached his grubby hands towards the food, but mullet man slapped it onto the ground. Afterwards, he stomped on it, along with the rest of my lunch box. Beverly let out a tearful gasp, and god I wanted to cry - not to mention pass out from a panic attack - but I stood (or sat) my ground.

I could always have a snack after school.

“Man, what the hell, I wanted to eat that!” blondie complained, but his annoyance went ignored.

The boys were clearly looking from a reaction, and they snickered when Beverly grasped my arm in a suffocating fashion.

“Dude, you seriously just destroyed free food. I don’t even know y’alls’ names and you’re acting like I fucked your moms. If you have one,” I sassed, mostly towards the leader. “Can you, like, leave us alone? I don’t really care if you pick on me, but Beverly’s literally an angel so treat her like one.”

“Oh yeah, an angel in the fucking bedroom,” the pervert snickered.

The mullet kid was staring at me intensely, with an unreadable expression. I figured that maybe, maybe he was about to back off, but then I recognized a fire in his eyes. Oh no.

The boy growled further and gripped my collar, strongly pulling me to my feet and shoving me into the tree. Beverly also stood up in order to avoid me, and she grabbed my hand. I let out a hiss of pain, but tried my best to recover, meeting his furious gaze. The boys closed in on us, and even if I was utterly terrified, I refused to show it.

“Listen here, sweater slut, watch your fucking back. You’re really getting on my nerves, and I ain’t afraid of beating the shit out of a girl,” he threatened.

In that moment, I pitied him. I could just tell. I sighed. “I hope you can learn to be happy in the future. I have a feeling you’d look much better if you smiled more often,” I stuttered.

Beverly gawked at me as though I was absolutely insane, and the entire gang was caught off guard. The pervert even halted his catcalling to watch mullet man’s reaction intently.

His grasp on my collar loosened. Even though his scowl deepened, he dropped me completely. I stumbled to my feet.

“These whores ain’t worth our time, boys,” he conceded. “Those fucking losers look like they got sticks up their ass. Let’s go.”

I didn’t deflate until the gang sufficiently disappeared. Beverly enveloped me in a warm hug, and I could’ve sworn a few tears fell on my shoulders. I reciprocated eagerly, even though I wasn’t sure what I’d done to deserve the act of affection.

“Y/n, I can’t believe you did that! And I can’t believe that worked,” she rambled. “Like, I’ve never seen Henry Bowers back down from people. He usually clocks people in the nose for trying to be nice.”

I pulled away. “God, I almost shat myself. Like, seriously, that black-haired bitch made me feel violated,” I cringed, jokingly shivering even though I wanted to hyperventilate like crazy.

Beverly turned her attention to the destroyed meal. “Oh… A shame what happened to your lunch,” she acknowledged, nudging the remains with her foot. “How about we share? And maybe… we can stop by seven-eleven after school?”

~~~

Despite the riveting first day, the passing weeks went by without a hitch, and eventually, my first month at a new school concluded. Somehow, I’d gotten on Henry Bower’s good side just enough to make me invisible to the tyrant bullies, so I spent most of my time either studying or hanging out with my bestie, Bev.

It was a normal Friday afternoon, but instead of rushing right home to spend the weekend in bed, I was heading to the library. I had taken up Bev’s recommendation and signed up for volunteer work, so I’d be meeting the girl there for an afternoon surrounded by books.

The weather was lovely, which was strange in the generally downcast Derry. It must’ve been matching my mood. There was a noticeable pep in my step as I continued along the cement sidewalk. I was about to pass by an ancient stone building when suddenly, my collar was snatched and I was thrown onto the grass.

Without thought, I aimed to get back on my feet, but a hard shoe kicked my shoulder and pinned me to the ground. I let out a small scream of panic, but when I realized who the attacker was, I forced myself to steel up.

Henry Bowers, the one and only, with a crude cigarette loosely hanging from his mouth. He adorned a deep scowl, eyes boring into me.

“Where the hell do you think you’re going, sweater slut? Think you got it easy just ‘cause you’re some worthless goody two-shoes?” he sneered, towering over me.

For the first time, I had difficulty finding the courage to sass back. The only reply I could muster was,” You know smoking’s a bad habit, right?”

I let out an ‘oof’ when he dug his heel further into my shoulder blade. He towered our me, a jeer on his expression. “What do you care, dipshit? Do you really think that nice-girl act’s gonna get you anywhere?”

“Well, uh,” I started,” not particularly, but you just seem like the type of person who needs a real friend from time to time. No offense, bud.”

His eyes widened slightly and he leaned closer. He grabbed my jaw and forced it open, promptly spitting his cigarette into my mouth. I coughed and tried to get it out, but he closed my mouth and wouldn’t allow me to do so. Tears sprung to my eyes and I started struggling beneath him, pawing at his strong grip.

Fir the first time, a sadistic smile grew on his visage. “Suck my dick, slut, and maybe then you’ll get some special treatment. Got it?”

He stepped off me and I was quick to scramble to my feet. I keeled over and threw up the nicotine stick along with tar spit. My mouth had a vile aftertaste. I felt even worse when I felt Bower’s dirty paws smack my behind harshly.

I recovered just enough to wipe my mouth. Henry had returned to his spot, leaning against the building, although his eyes were glued to my figure. I decided it would be best to leave it at that, so I scurried off to the library.

I was relieved when the oak doors closed behind me and I was exposed to shelf after shelf. I didn’t intend for it to seem like I was running away, but god, I almost fainted. I mean, I knew that he was a school bully, but I didn’t think that he was that… violent. I assumed he picked up the habit from home.

I wandered deeper into the aisles, my fingers glazing over the spines. I hummed quietly to myself, a smile making its way to my face, even with the previous trauma. I entered the classical fiction aisle. Inspecting several books, I entered a daze.

All until my hand grazed over someone else’s.

I jumped, but was instantly calm when I realized it was only Bev. Oh, how lucky I was, I had touched her hand —

“Oh! There you are. You startled me,” Bev giggled, covering her mouth. “I was just browsing for books while I was waiting for you. It appears we had the same idea.”

“Indeed,” I concurred. “Uh, so do I have certain jobs to do?”

“Well, believe it or not, the library’s usually empty on Friday afternoons. All we have to do is sign in, hide away in a corner and read, and then sign out after a few hours. It’ll be nice to have some company this time around.”

“Man, that’s great. So, to summarize, I’m getting volunteer hours for hanging out?” I chuckled. “Well, let’s get to it, time to pretend to work.”

Bev led me away an to the front desk, where a middle-aged woman sat patiently while reading a book. She had glasses, and when we approached, she pushed them further up the bridge of her nose. “Beverly, and Miss Y/n, our new recruit. Miss Beverly, how about you show her how things work around here? I’d do it myself, but I’m dreadfully tired.” She pulled out a clipboard. “Sign here, both of you.”

I obediently copied Bev’s movements, adding my signature and the current time to the clipboard. I was overjoyed at such an opportunity, because if there was anything I loved more than my current best friend, it would be books.

Beverly grabbed my wrist and eagerly pulled me over to a book cart that was almost completely empty. We started wheeling it over to an aisle, and I was following her lead. We went to the children’s fiction shelf.

“There’s a few books to unload, but other than that, we can go find some books to read until we go home,” Bev explained, motioning to the cart.

“Great! Let’s get to it. By the way, boy, do I have some tea to tell you.”

#yandere #it 2017 #it chapter two #pennywise #henry bowers #x reader #x y/n #self insert #bowers gang #belch huggins #patrick hockstetter #it x reader #horror films #horror movies #horror #yandere horror #yandere slashers #one shot

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crowkingwrites · 5 years

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Patrick had many fantasies, but his favorite one was you. You became an obsession of his recently. You didn’t make much sound or bother anyone. As far as your school knew, you were an above average student. Not to Patrick. Oh, you were so much more.

In his mind, he was god and you were his devoted priestess. He could take care of you. He could make you happy. If he could stall you long enough, you would belong to him.

Today, he watched you study in the library again. You read a book about psychology, and he tried to read in between the lines in your head. His fingers ran over the scar he carved into his skin. They traced every letter in your name. He craved you into himself, so he remembered. You were the goal. The fantasy.

“Man, if she keeps studying like that, she’s getting out of this hell town,” said a classmates behind Patrick. He was right. You were too smart. You would leave forever. Patrick needed you to stay. Multiple ideas floated around in his head. Each more terrible than the other. No, you were never going to leave this town.

#Patrick Hocksetter #patrick hocksetter x reader #patrick hocksetter imagine #imagine patrick hocksetter #it 2017 imagine #patrick hockstetter #patrick hockstetter imagine #patrick hockstetter x reader #yandere #it gif #owen teague #owen teague gif

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bella-goths-wife · 4 months

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How the yandere bowers gang love reader

I’m just a girl trying to be deep with her writing while very sick and in her feels so please tolerate my trash 🙏

Warnings: non-con mentions but not explicit, mommy issues, daddy issues, physical abuse, psychological abuse, emotional abuse, sexual abuse, injuries, forced relationships, dead dove do not eat, yandere behaviour, obsession

I do not condone or romanticise abuse, the abuse I write about is purely to educate and entertain. Please do not romanticise the abuse that is occurring.

MDNI

Henry bowers:

Love is a strong word, it’s not the pure love that you’d dreamed about since you were a little girl

No, this love is deeply depraved and disgusting

He cares about you in his own way, he’d kill someone if they ever hurt you with the same hands that have carved his initials into your delicate body

But he does love you, for some inconvenience reason he does love you in his sick and twisted reason

He views you as someone who can take care of him, someone who can make his lunches and make him feel better after a bad day

He would never admit it, but he sees you as someone who could fill the void his mother left

He loved and adored his mother more than anyone else in the world and she left him, so he had no one to pour all of those feelings into until he met you

Except these feelings are increased and made more sickening

That’s one of the reasons that, unlike Patrick, he won’t force himself on you

He tried to, believe him he really tried

But all he could think about was when he saw his dad do it to his mom, and the look of pure horror on his moms face

He could definitely see himself marrying you one day, I mean, he’s the one in the group who deserves you the most after all

He’d kill the other boys if he had to, he may see them as his brothers

But you, he sees you as his wife and the person who will carry his future children

Patrick Hockstetter:

Patrick’s love is based in lust, but isn’t entirely consumed by it

He knew he was attracted to you from the start, he probably would have tried to drag you off at a party before Henry staked his claim on you

He is mostly obsessed with the way he can control you

He, as Henry’s unofficial second hand, has the second most control over you

And he loves you for it

He can control what you eat, how you dress and how you spend your time

He can control if you breath during the times he chokes you

He blames it on his mothers death or his ‘rough childhood’ but he’s just a sociopath

Genuinely, I know I’ve been adding in what factors to them being like this for the rest but for Patrick it’s simple

He’s a sociopath

You may be wondering how a sociopath is capable of love, and well he’s not fully in love

He’s obsessed with you and some part of him cares about you, the same way he would care if his car got scratched

Your a possession, he doesn’t care about your personality or your likes and dislikes

But you intrigue and entertain him enough to get his loyalty in exchange for what you can do for him

He doesn’t feel guilt for how he and the others treat you and he doesn’t feel bad for the fact that they are completely destroying you

He’s the only one to actually recognise that what they all do to you is making you slowly break, he just does not care

As long as your not hurting yourself or others are hurting you, he does not feel the need to care about what happens to you

He doesn’t even care about the fact that he’s sexually assaulting you

He would enjoy it more if you were actively consenting but he doesn’t care that you don’t

Because for him sex isn’t about pleasure, it’s about control and when he has sex with you he’s showing you another form of his control over you

So yes, in a way Patrick does love you

But it’s the similar way he would love a pet or a shiny care, as soon as you lose your entertainment value then you’d become nothing to him

Unluckily for you, as long as the rest are interested in you you’ll never not be entertaining for Patrick

And as you can see, that’s unlikely to happen

Victor cross:

Victors love is based in possession

He knows your Henry’s girl

Henry may share you with the rest of the group, but you belong to Henry

That’s always how it’s been in the group

Anything vic owned Henry would eventually take away from him

He views Henry as a brother, but some dark part of victor hates him

Especially when it comes to you

Victor sees how rough Henry is with his affection towards you, Victor could be so much gentler than him

Victor wants to own you, to possess you fully

He wants you to only think about him, to only speak to him, to only fuck him and to only be with him

He has fantasies of killing the others and locking you away so you can stay with him together

He chalks it up to having everything he’s over owned taken away from him by the others, but it’s more than that

He wants revenge

He sees how the others are obsessed with you and how they love you, the same way he loved all the possessions they took from him

He wants to take you away the way they took his things

And he’ll kill the others if he has too

Belch Huggins:

Belch loves you for your approval of him

His entire life he has lacked people being proud of him

He has a dead dad and an absent mom, he wasn’t really spoiled for choice when it comes to people who appreciated him

He thought his growth at such an early age would gain him approval, but it only gained him fearful looks

But you changed that

You may not remember the insignificant comment you made but he’ll always remember it

“Wow, your pretty strong” you had commented once after he had picked you up to take you to bed “you’d be good to practice lifts with”

He felt a surge of adoration after you said that

Finally, someone decided he was worth something

You decided he was worth practicing with you, you practically decided he deserved to live in his eyes

He’ll be anything or say anything to make you approve of him

Accept for defying Henry

Henry knows best, and Henry knows when you need to be disciplined for you own good

So no matter how much you look at him with those beautiful sorrow filled eyes, he has to do what he has to do to make sure you are given the best chance at the life you need

At least, the life that Henry decided that you need

He loves you deeply and with a sense of desperation

At times he would seem like a puppy desperate for your love and attention, the other times he would seem like a threat who could kill you at any moment

#slashers x reader #yandere bowers gang #yandere bowers gang x reader #bowers gang #yandere henry bowers x reader #henry bowers x reader #henry bowers #yandere patrick hockstetter x reader #patrick hockstetter x reader #patrick hockstetter #yandere belch huggins x reader #belch huggins x reader #belch huggins #yandere victor criss x reader #victor criss x reader #victor criss #yandere it x reader #yandere slashers x reader #yandere slasher x reader

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neoncrowpen · 2 years

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Current Requests in my Inbox (February 25th)

Phew! My week was BIZ-ZAY. I do apologize for not posting on Wednesday. That was a Bad Bird Moment. You see, I did not prioritize sleep like I should have...and I ended up sleeping right after work. Whoops. Anyhoo! On to business!

Oldest to newest. Italicized text indicates what I’m working on. Bold text indicates what’s in the Struggle Bus.

- Thomas Shelby x Male!Reader. (Angst Oneshot) About the complicated relationship between Thomas Shelby and his younger brother (Reader).

- Thomas Shelby x Male!Reader. (Dark, NSFW Oneshot) Love story between Thomas Shelby and his servant. Servant’s rise to power and Thomas’ growing love for him.

- Spiderman x Male!Reader. (Dark) Peter becomes obsessed with Reader after they save each other.

- Daredevil x Male!Reader. (Dark) Matt becomes possessive with Reader after dinner one evening.

- Dark!Thomas Shelby x Mute!Reader. (NSFW/Yandere) Reader wants nothing to do with Thomas, but he has other plans.

- Dark!Paul Atreides x Reader. (NSFW) Paul walks in on Reader touching herself.

- Alfie Solomons x Reader. (Dark) Thomas Shelby, your boss, offers you up to Alfie as wife material to butter him up for a deal.

- Ramsay Bolton x Tyrell!Reader. (Dark) PART TWO OF THIS SERIES (i just knewww someone was going to ask for this. And yes, you read that right. Series. I plan for more than two parts.)

- Paul Atreides x Noble!Reader. (Comfort/Fluff) After Reader bares a son for the empire, she feels her purpose is only to be a brooding mare.

- Joe Goldberg x Therapist!Reader. (Dark) Joe Goldberg confesses his feelings to you, his therapist.

- Cahir x Reader. (Angst/Fluff) Being kind to Cahir while he’s imprisoned in Aretuza.

- Geralt x Reader. (Dark) Part Two of this imagine.

- Shelby Family x Reader. (Yandere) After rescuing one of their own, the Shelby family develops an obsession for their newest member.

- Geralt x Reader. (Yandere) Reader narrowly escapes Geralt.

- CROW’s CHOICE: Fluff Edition

- Dark!Jaskier x Reader. (Dark/Noncon) Jaskier takes advantage of Reader when drunk.

- Dark!Paul Atreides x Reader. (Dark) Paul Atreides demands to marry Reader, but Reader decides to run away.

- Thomas Shelby x Reader. Part Two of Grace’s sister.

- Dark!Paul Atreides x Reader. (Dark, NSFW) Reader is having an affair and gets caught. Paul decides to punish her in his own way.

- Dark!Paul Atreides x Reader. (Noncon, NSFW) Paul is determined to make an heir on their wedding night.

- The Shelby Men x Male!Reader. (Dark, NSFW) Thomas, Arthur, Michael, and John all become obsessed with Ada’s new baker friend.

- Patrick Hockstetter x Reader. (Fluff) Cute arcade date.

- Thomas Shelby x Reader. (Dark). This is @smellyzcat’s dream, so I’m keeping these plot details secret to me until I fully figured out what I’m going to do with it.

- Luca Changretta x Reader. (Dark). Luca steals you away from your husband. (Very excited for this one, friends.)

- Thomas Shelby x Male!Reader. (Dark, NSFW) Reader is the leader of a new rival gang going up against the Peaky Blinders. After underestimating him, Thomas discovers this ring leader is not everything he seems to be.

- CROW’S CHOICE: Dark Edition

- Protective!Paul Atreides x Reader. (Dark) No plot details yet. TBD.

- Yandere!Thomas Shelby x Reader. (Yandere) Reader falls ill with something serious. This forces Thomas to do something he never thought he would ever do.

- Paul Atreides x Reader. (Fluff) Paul witnesses the birth of his child.

- Paul Atreides x Reader x Chani. (Dark) Paul and Chani confess their love to you, and they're not taking no for an answer.

- Finn Shelby x Reader (Dark) Part Two to this request. (Which is suupppper interesting!! I never thought someone would ask for this!)

31 Requests! And off we go to the writing cave. See you next week, friends.

- Crow

#current requests

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myobsessionishockstetter · 1 month

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Patrick Hockstetter Headcanons with Ballina Reader.

This Headcanons/Story contains thens of

Abuse

Vilont behavior

Language

• Patrick will make you keep you late for your class,

*Y/N I have to go Patrick*

*Patrick Fine I'll be waiting Doll face*

• Patrick is very fascinated be your dance routines he asks you to dance for him he finds it interesting.

• He likes to pick out your outfits for your classes he likes to see you in Pink or RED.

• Patrick will NOT let you near Henry or the others in the grupe, and thay all know that and Patrick has threatened you to not talk to them.

• One night Patrick was heading to your house as he usually does, Patrick would always sneak into your window he loves seeing you scared face when he scares you, when he closed your bedroom window. He heard the living room t.v on he knew it wasn't your parents thay were out of town, as he was slowly walking to the living room he heard Y/N giggling then he heard a voice *That Sounds Like HENNRY, why is he here i told him to never come near Y/N* Patrick thought. As Patrick stepped into the living room he reached for his lighter in his pocket, *HENNRY WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE* Hennry and Y/N look at Patrick Henry with a surprised look and Y/N she had fear all witten all over her face. *Hay Hockstetter no need to yell i saw Y/N walking from her class and I had belch give her a ride home and- hennry stopped talking and looked at Y/N and he saw she had tears in her eyes then Hennry stepped in front of her.*And Hockstetter i invited myself in is that a problem* hennry walked closer toward Patrick * YES IT IS This is why I don't let you or Belch or Victor especially you Bowers NEER HER* Patrick shuved Hennry out of the way and went toward Y/N he grabbed her wrist tightly and pulled her toward her room*Patrick that hurts Patrick le- Patrick turned around and SLAPED Y/N then he forced her into her bedroom. Patrick went back into the living to talk to Hennry. *DID YOU TOUCH HER* NO I DIDN'T

*DID SHE TOU*

*HOCKSTETTER IF I WANTED TO TOUCH, KISS OR TAKE Y/N FOR MYSELF I WOULD HVE DONE IT BY NOW*

Henry then walked out of Y/N'S house and walked off.

Patrick close the door and locked it he went to Y/N's room and opened the door hes saw the fear in her eyes as he closed the door he had the most horrifying face she had ever seen.

Punishment Time Doll Face

#bowers gang #patrick hockstetter #patrick hocksetter x reader #yandere henry bowers x reader #henry bowers

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yanderefantasies · 2 years

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Ok hear me out yandere bowers gang x short male reader that's Richie's older brother

I think this might he some good tea because it doesn't smell like 👺CaCa👺 to me senor

•I. Feel so bad for Richie. My dude looks up to you- tries hanging out with u a bunch and getting you to join the losers club(despite being like three or four years older than them but whatever)

•But lo and behold- Lady Luck is not on Richie’s side! And that’s shown by the bowers gang approaching his dear sibling, in, what he assumes, a threatening way.

•But that’s dashed away pretty damn quick when instead of scaring and threatening you- once of em wraps a fucking arm around your waist and Henry leans close to you, in what Richie assumes is supposed to be flirty or smth. Eugh.

•Let’s be honest here- You probably only stick around Bowers and his ‘friends’ cause atleast they stay away from your baby brother, per your request. Aaaand their company isn’t too bad,,,, when they aren’t trying to kill every person they see.

•As much as you wanna hang out with Richie and his group of lil friends, you’re dragged around by these crazy mfs practically everywhere, every day.

•’dates’ with them are mandatory. Not cause they’ll hurt you- of course not. But they may just feel inclined to rough up a few people in your name. Which is. Obviously not good. Unless ur into that, and like it when they fight for you. Which,,,, mood.

•At the end of the day- Richie is gonna hafta fuckin deal with it until he finally just loses it cause he’s worried about you. Either you let him help you and stick with Richie and his friends for the whole Pennywise fight thing- oooor you continue to hang around bowers and his friends in the name of ‘protection’ for your little brother. Up to you.

•Either way, shits abt to go down. You stick with the losers club? Those four will do fucking anything to get you back. You stay with them? Goodluck- cause Bowers already gettin influenced by Penny. And it’s no wonder what Penny will offer to Henry, or literally the whole gang- wouldn’t be surprised if they all got manipulated by that clown.

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amber-michaelson · 1 year

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Yandere Bowers Gang

Poly bowers gang x reader

How the act during class

Read at own risk and

Warning: public play

Henry Bowers

He would be zoned out half the time always staring out the window, the teacher not daring to call him out but as soon as he hears you whisper or feels a slight touch all attention is on you and if your hungry during class he's always got a snack in his bag, belch knows you get snacky so he gives everyone treats to put in their bag so you'll have something and if your concerned about him zoning out he'll give you a slight smile and say 'it's nothing focus back on the class' before zoning out again thinking of how he got so lucky.

Patrick Hockstetter

He would be the complete opposite he would distract you either with dirty whispers of what he's gonna do to you when you get home or with his fingers inside your pants teasing you and chuckling as you bite your lip to suppress a moan or when he's feeling horny he'll grab your hand and shove it into his pants and make you jerk him off and trust me he's OK if his moans out loud he's not ashamed but at the end of the class he'll take you to the janitors closet and fuck you on all fours.

Victor Criss

He's the shy one in the relationship and is outright as the others so during class don't expect much chitchat but instead linked pinkys under the table as his show of affection and him stealing glances as your focused on your work chuckling to himself as you get to a hard question he always finds you adorable when you focus, he snags a few pics and shows the boys later when your asleep between them.

Reginald 'Belch' Huggins

He would help you take notes and ask every few minutes if you understand what the teacher said and always made sure you were well hydrated and full he knows how henry and patrick can be horny sometimes and takes you somewhere to fuck you so he always has everything you need extra panties and pants because he knows Patrick likes to leave you leaking with his cum, make up incase henry makes you cry while he's trusting into your mouth and your perfume so you don't smell like them don't get me wrong he doesn't mind it but it gets overwhelming sometimes.

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bella-goths-wife · 4 months

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Hi! I want to say that you are great at writing the yandere bowers gang. I also wanted to ask if you could do more of them. You can do whatever comes to mind.

The worst things the yandere bowers gang have done to ballerina reader

Thank you so much for the compliment :)

I never really do much for bowers gang since I started them during a hyper-fixation on the movie IT and once I’d moved on I forget to keep writing for them.

I tend to start a series when I hyperfixate on the characters or premise behind it and once I move on i unfortunately tend to stop posting about it but I’m trying to stop doing that!

Warnings: dead dove do not eat, sexual assault, physical abuse, verbal abuse, physical injuries, forced relationships, forced affection, yandere behaviours

I do not condone or intend to romanticise any and all of the warnings used, I am only writing about them for entertainment purposes and I do not believe in romanticising abuse of any kind!!

MDNI!!!

Henry bowers:

The worst thing Henry has done to you is really hard to narrow down in your mind, he makes your life a hell on earth every day so nothing stood out as the worst

Until the day you accidentally made him jealous

A boy from your ballet class had stopped you after class to ask you a few simple questions about your specific techniques during the duet the two of you had

The boy made the mistake of mentioning This duet in front of the entire bowers gang, earning him deadly glares and your pleading look for him to just shut up

You expected Henry to blow up at you the moment the boy left, but he stayed quiet the entire walk back to your house

Which was even more terrifying

Once you all reached your home, he sat you down on your couch and told you a story from when he was a child

He told you about how when he was younger he had a favourite shirt that he wore to school everyday because it was his only clean shirt, but one day his shirt was taken and he had to go back to his house shirtless and in tears as he told his mother what happened

“Do you know what she told me, sweetheart?” He had questioned with a sinister look “if you don’t want someone taking what’s yours, you should put your name on it”

He commanded that the other boys hold your squirming body down on the floor as he got his pocket knife out

He pulled up your skirt and revealed your thigh before carving his initials onto your upper thigh as you screamed and cried in pain

He didn’t cut deep enough to require stitches, but it was deep enough that he was sure it would leave a mark on you forever

Once he finished, he let you lay on the floor in shock and pain for about ten minutes before commenting on what a mess ‘you’ had made on the floor and commanded that you clean up the blood dripping onto the floor

You cried as you cleaned before getting up and trying to care for your injured thigh

As an added bonus to his cruelty, if you backtalked/ got angry at him for the injury, he would grab some salt from the counter and would put in his palm before covering your injury with his hand and rubbing the salt in it

You had to start wearing thicker tights to ballet after that, but the boy had gotten the message

His broken ankles and bruised face had told you that the boys had told him exactly who you belonged to

Patrick:

You’d never felt comfortable around Patrick, ever

He wasn’t as feared as Henry was and he wasn’t as strange as the other boys, he just made your skin crawl

His touches would linger on you for so long that you’d want to carve the skin off just to rid yourself of his touch

But all increased when you were left on your own with him for a night

Henry had told Patrick to stay over for the night on the usual Friday ‘date’ night that you and Henry had, Henry reasoned that Patrick deserved a reward for helping him so much lately

The night started off with forced cuddling during a movie after you had made him dinner and you wanted it to end after the movie but Patrick had different ideas

He followed you to your bedroom and told you that he wanted to sleep in your room for the night

Now normally Patrick was around the other boys so his forced affections had a limit that stopped him from doing anything that made you too scared for your own safety

But but not tonight, tonight it was just the two of you and that thought made you almost wish it was Henry in Patrick’s place

Patrick forced you onto the bed and proceeded to grope you as you cried for him to stop but he didn’t listen

He continued to touch you for his own satisfaction until he grew bored and he laid you down in your bed and cuddled close to you

You remember thinking that him sleeping on your chest was possibly the gentlest thing he’s ever done to you as you cried yourself to sleep in the arms of your abuse

Once you woke up, you notice that Patrick was being unusually nice to you and even defended you from the other boys when they got to rough

This continued for a few weeks until it wore off and he began to be meaner to you then before, that’s when you realised

He saw being kind to you as a repayment for his assault on your body

And you feared the next time he would come to collect his next payment

Victor:

Victor was a very possessive person, he always thought that anything good in his life would be torn away from him

And he saw you as an extension of that, he knew that you were too good to be true and that one day someone would take you away from him and the others

That’s why he reacted so badly when he found out about you sneaking off during class to smoke with Beverly

He knew he couldn’t make it so you could never be around people, but he could definitely make it harder for you to interact with people away from him

He cornered you one day on the way back from your little smoke break and pushed you into the janitors closet

He pulled the pack of cigarettes out your pocket and he pulled one out before lighting it and putting it in your mouth and making you smoke it

He let you get halfway through before he pulled up your shirt to reveal your ribs and holding it there

He took the lit cigarette from your mouth and put it out on your bare skin

You cried in agony at the burning sensation but victor quickly silenced you by pulling out another cigarette from your pack and lighting it and forcing you to smoke it again before putting it out on your ribs

He continued to do this until you ran out of cigarettes, so you had six cigarettes burns on your skin as you cried and begged for mercy

He claimed that it was a punishment for smoking when Henry forbade you from smoking, but that was only a half truth

The real reason was the fact you were interacting with someone outside of him, you were with someone who wasn’t him and it made him furious

After the punishment, he kissed your forehead and left to go back to class

The rest of the boys didn’t believe you when you told them about what happened, they simply stated that victor wasn’t aggressive enough to do that

He was, and he’d do much worse to that Beverly girl if he saw her hanging around you again and being a bad influence

Belch:

Out of all the boys, belch was always the one who was easiest to manipulate

He craved your validation, he needed your approval but most of all he needed to see you dance

He saw your dancing as the one beautiful thing in his life, his sole source of comfort and entertainment

You trusted belch, not a lot but way more than you trusted the rest

And he had caught you at a vulnerable moment when he found you crying in your bathroom with a look of pure horror

He asked you what was the matter and you just broke and fell down to the floor

He held you close, too close to the point it was painful, and he tried to comfort touch

He asked you again what happened and you cry your heart out as you admit that you couldn’t take much more of the constant abuse

You told belch through your cried that you thought about ending it just to get away from them

Belch stroked your hair as you cried yourself to sleep in his too tight hold before he put you in bed and walked to Henry’s house

When you woke up, all the boys surrounded your bed before Henry commanded Patrick and victor to hold you down

They do and Henry and belch stand in front of you before Henry tells you that belch had told him everything you confessed to

He was furious that you thought anyone could take you away from them, even yourself

He told you that he was going to take away something you loved as a punishment before making you try and guess what it was going to be

You guessed everything from your cigarettes to your bed, you only got your answer when belch took a hold of your ankle

You cried and begged and pleaded for mercy, saying you’d give anything

You reasoned that it could stop your ability to dance, and belch seemed hesitant and that but Henry calmly told him that he’d take that risk for you to learn your lesson

Belch was a strong guy, you knew that, everyone knew that

He was the muscle of the group for a reason

But his strength never really came to your mind until he started applying pressure to your ankle in a agonising way

He broke your ankle as you screamed and cried but Henry simply forced a shirt in your mouth to keep you quiet and forced you to make eye contact with belch

The boys forced some painkillers down your throat before leaving

Belch returned as quickly as he could in his moms care only to find you still writhing in pain on your bed

He put you in the car and rushed you to the hospital where he made sure to pay for you to have any medical treatments necessary

He lied to the doctors and told them that you’d simply tripped and fell down the stairs to excuse the bruises that layered your body and your broken leg

The doctors reassured you that it was a clean break and that you would be able to dance after a few months of resting and wearing the cast

You sobbed your eyes out at the thought of not being able to dance for that time and every time belch tried to comfort you, you’d practically shove him away

When the doctor left you alone, belch begged you to look at him and he pleaded that it needed to be done and he didn’t want to hurt you but you needed to be punished

No matter how guilty he felt, you had never been more accurately aware that this boy was not different from the rest

You’ve never looked at him the same or trusted him again since

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What would happen if Ballerina reader started to take a liking to Belch more than the others? Like the others can't find her one day and now that they think about it they haven't seen belch either. They find them just having time together ballerina reader doing sweet things for him?

(I love Belch, he's my favorite.)

Yandere bowers gang reactions to ballerina reader preferring belch

Warnings: physical abuse, verbal abuse, forced relationships, sexual abuse, psychological abuse, injuries

Henry bowers:

Henry is the first to notice that you and belch had been spending a lot of time together

At first he brushed it off as belch being the ‘safest’ option for you

After all, Henry was physically abusive and unpredictable, Patrick was a sexually abuse sociopath and vic was a possessive and obsessive abuser

So Henry justified the amount of time you spent with belch as him simply being the least likely to hurt you unpredictably

But it’s when you start putting up more of a fight he becomes more aware of the fact that belch could actually be a threat

Henry had made it clear to the group from day one that even though they all were in a relationship with you, Henry was the one who owned you

And he made it clear that he would be the one to eventually marry you and have children with you after high school

And one of these ways he made it clear was that he would demand that every now and again that you would have a night with just him and you

The nights could be random or they could be a set in stone date, it depended on the month really

It mostly depended on if he thought he was losing control, he would force the command in place to remind everyone of where they stood on the hierarchy

So when he set a date in stone for a private night of just you and him, and you came and asked for the night to be rescheduled because it was belchs birthday? Let’s just say he wasn’t pleased

He didn’t even know it was belchs birthday despite knowing him since childhood, so why on earth would he let you reschedule if the cause was unimportant to him?

He denied your request and made it a point to be extra rough with you as a punishment

After that he made it so you and belch didn’t get to spend as much time together as usual by sending belch off on pointless errands and keeping you close to him at all times by optimising PDA

He will also act extremely cold and rude to belch

And because belch is sickeningly loyal and utterly manipulated by Henry, this will make him desperate to please Henry

So Henry will use this as an advantage to slowly build a wedge between you and belch to avoid belch getting the idea that you could be taken away from Henry

Patrick Hockstetter:

Patrick remained uncaring of your preference to belch until it directly affected him

Sure, he saw that you were more affectionate with belch and that you hung around him more than the others when you could

But he didn’t care about that

For the early days with your forced relationship, Patrick just views any affection as foreplay

So he saw this as belch completing the meaningless tasks of a relationship while Patrick got to enjoy the rewards

You were doing your best to manipulate Patrick for a while, so whenever he sought you out for sex you would act enthusiastically

Patrick was loving your new attitude about having sex with him, until you suddenly stopped being enthusiastic

It was like reverting back to day 1 as he had to force himself onto you to gain any sexual pleasure

During this instance, he spotted something on your thighs

There were dark, hickey like bruising around your thighs along side what looked like bite marks

Now, he knew they couldn’t be from Henry because of the night he got so high and admitted to Patrick that he tried to force himself onto you but couldn’t because the act reminded him of what happened to his mother

A confession that Patrick had been threatened to secrecy about

And he knew that vic couldn’t have done it because he was on the receiving end of Henry’s punishment of not being able to see you for a month after he got mouthy about how Henry hogged you

So that left, belch

It all clicked in Patrick’s mind

For weeks now you’d been denying Patrick’s advances and made up excuses to make him adverse for a short time

All that time, you’d evidently been fucking belch and you didn’t want Patrick to know

This enraged him

You gave something up to belch enthusiastically and happily that Patrick had to force you to give to him and you were always so withdraw during the act

It wasn’t fair to Patrick

He was higher than belch in the hierarchy, so why was belch receiving all the benefits even though he was a third tier member of the group

He thought over the possibility that belch had forced himself onto you, but Patrick knew that was highly unlikely because of how much belch adored you

The entire situation prompted Patrick to punish you with extremely rough treatment during sec and also running to Henry to report his findings

This gained belch a ban from seeing you for two months because of ‘disrespect to the hierarchy’ and it gained you a harsh beating off of Henry for not acting ‘pleasantly’ with Patrick

Patrick couldn’t help but smirk at the sight of belch pathetically trailing his eyes up and down your beaten figure with the same look as a kicked puppy who just got put outside for the night

And he couldn’t help the even smugger smirk spread across his face when Henry ordered for you to spend the night with Patrick to apologise

Because Patrick could always trust that his place as second in command in the group would always gain him more benefits

One of which would be making Henry do his dirty work, while he patiently waits until he finds out something of interest to tell him

Vic criss

Vic noticed your preference for belch the minute it spawned

He noticed how belch was the only one allowed to touch in you in certain ways without you flinching, how you would fix him up after he got a punishment from Henry

You never did that for vic

He noticed how you would smile for belch

That smile, the smile that could launch a thousand ships to battle

A smile you rarely gave to any of them

But you gave one to belch after he asked you about your newest ballet routine

How come belch got a smile and vic didn’t? That’s not fair!

It brought back the constant memories of when him and belch were younger and belch would break all of vic’s toys just to spite him

Is that what belch is doing now?

Is he using you like vic’s old toys? And is he going to break you the same way he broke them?

He deludes himself into thinking that you needed to be protected from belch

Obviously belch just wants to use you, he doesn’t love you like vic loves you

None of them do

He’d become frantically violent with you, you’d end up with bruises covering your arms from his desperate grips on them to keep you by vic’s side

Vic’s not stupid by any means, he knows that belch being the muscle of the group puts him above vic in the groups hierarchy

That puts vic in fourth in command, only above you

He knows that demanding Henry do something wouldn’t work because Henry trusts and likes belch more than him, all it would do is get vic punished and let belch know of his motives

I’d say that out of all the boys, he is the one to take his anger out on you mostly because he knows the groups dynamic doesn’t grant him the privilege of taking out his aggression on belch

That mixed with his constant possessive behaviour makes me believe that vic is the most likely to try and kill belch out of a jealous and possessive rage

He’d either end up killing belch and the other boys would turn on him or belch would end up killing him and the other boys would help him cover up the murder

Either way your wants or needs would not be factored into the equation, you follow them like a stray dog and you’ll spare yourself an isolated and painful few months

Belch Huggins

Belch already adores you

You were practically the first person to acknowledge him in a positive way, the first person to make him feel awestruck just a the sight of your pretty smile

So when you start to act sweeter to him and you do small things for him that you don’t do for the others?

He’s over joyed, literal heart eyes whenever he looks at you

But he isn’t as stupid as he knows everyone thinks he is

He knows that your preference is dangerous to both you and him

He’d try and be crueler to you in the hopes of pushing you away slightly, but without Henry’s command he doesn’t have the strength to hurt you

It would be like a lion playing with his food, so the proud lion would let the fearful mouse run back home

Now just because he’s absolutely head over heels for you, does not mean he’s not still very manipulated by Henry

So if Henry spotted the preference, he’d make belch the person to carry out your physical punishments

It would kill belch to hurt you but he had to, didn’t he?

Small seeds of doubt would enter belchs mind, and they would grow bigger and bigger as the other boys became ruder to him out of jealousy

If we were going down the route of reader manipulating belch for personal gain, they would encourage the doubt until belch felt resentment towards his friends

And if he didn’t escape with you, he’d eventually snap

And he’d definitely snap during one of your punishments

He’d watch as one of the boys hurt you and his usual sorrowful aching feelings would be replaced by an unbridled rage at your cries of agony

It would be an instant reaction to protect and defend

He’d kill all of them or he’d die trying

If he survives, he’ll escape with you and live on the run

And while he’s still abusive, it’s mostly psychological and emotional so he’s the lesser of two evils

If he dies trying, Henry would force you to dig belch’s grave and would claim that it was all your fault

And you’d be in for the roughest punishment you’d ever received

So you’d better pray that belch wins

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