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prettygirls0nly · 1 year

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Possessive - Patrick Hockstetter

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• You became friends with the Bowers Gang over the summer.

• All of your friends and classmates were out of town, except, of course, the 4 boys that made the Bowers Gang. So after a couple of really boring days, you came up to them and started a conversation.

• You were surprised to find out that after what seemed like an endless amount of weird and sexual comments they could have a normal conversation.

• The first person to warm up to you was Henry. He asked you questions about yourself and invited you to come along with them to Quarry (with the disapproving faces of his friends, of course.)

• After that day, the guys picked you up every day to bring you with them to party's or to just drive around town. Everyone seemed to be happy with the new company, except Patrick...

• You didn't talk a lot and opted to stay quiet when you were together in the backseat of Belch's car. But, when one late and drunk night you got left alone with him in a room for whatever reason, a conversation sparked between the two of you. You talked for what seemed like hours and a friendship has existed ever since that day.

• The last couple of weeks of maybe the best summer of your life flew by in what seemed like seconds.

• You were a little sad. Not only did school start again, but your friendship would probably be forgotten and you'd have to go back to your old friends.

• But when the first day of school, the familiar blue Trans Am pulled into your driveway, you knew that this school year was going to be much different than the ones before.

• Your friendship stayed the same and lucky for you, you even shared some classes with The guys. Math, History, and English with Henry, and Chemistry with Patrick.

• Because you shared so many classes with Henry, you two grew closer. You did homework and projects together and you tutored him for Math.

• Although you spent a lot of time with Henry, you still made time for time for the others. After school, you hung out with them all at the Quarry, and every night Patrick knocked on your bedroom window. The two of you talked, and talked, and talked, for hours. And one night you both fell asleep on your bed.

• The morning after was also the moment Patrick realized that he had a crush on you. You just looked so cute. Laying there with your eyes closed, your pink lips slightly parted, and your face only inches away from his. It took him everything to not press his lips to yours, but he was a good boy and quietly climbed out of your window.

• After that morning, Patrick felt a strike of jealousy hit him every time he saw Henry put an arm around you or just touched you. Every time he saw it he just wanted to rip you out of his touch and kiss you right in front of them and show them you were his, and only his.

• So when one day he sees Henry put his arm around your waist and push you to him, he couldn't contain himself anymore. He practically ran to his friend and wrapped his hands around your arm before pulling you away from Henry.

- "What the fuck?" Henry cursed as he looked at his friend with a bitter look. Patrick, however, chooses to ignore his friend and let his eyes settle on your figure that now stood in his arms. As his eyes looked at you, you couldn't help but blush. His stare was so intense and so hungry...

"Don't let him put a finger on you again, I'm the only one that gets to touch you."

• That day after you left, Patrick shouted some words and threats at Henry and made sure that after today he'd be the only one that got touch you.

• Not long after that day Patrick gathered all his courage and went up to you.

- "Hey, Patrick!" You exclaim as Patrick climbs through your bedroom window.

"Hey, I need to talk to you." Patrick nervously scratches the back of his head and sits down on your desk chair. You sigh and quickly follow behind him before sitting down on his lap.

"If this is about Henry. He hasn't even looked at me for the last couple of days." Normally those words would've brought a smile to his face, but he was to focused on keeping down the whimper that threatened to leave his lips as he felt parts of you rubbing against him that he had never felt before. "Patrick?" You say and put a hand on his cheek. "You still there?" Patrick snapped out of his trance and looked at you. God, why did you need to look so beautiful?

"Y-yeah, I just need to tell you something." You nod and Patrick takes a final breath. "I like you, Y/N. And I want you to be mine."

You smile as you listened to his words. You already knew he liked, you were kinda just waiting for him to confess. And now that you hear his slightly nervous confession, you can't help but feel a little happy. As you thought about your answer, Patrick looked at you with nervous eyes. Did he just fuck it up?

After a couple of seconds, you looked into his eyes and cupped his cheeks. "I think I'd like to be yours, Patrick." As you finish your sentence you lean and let your lips collide in a gentle kiss.

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reggieservices · 2 years

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if you are accepting requests right now, the gang with a verrry short s/o, like 5'0 pls 👉👈

Yessss gladly <3 I made it non-poly, Im sorry if you didnt want that!

Bowers Gang x GN! Short! Reader

Warnings: mention of size kink (basically Patrick being Patrick)

Henry Bowers

+ Oh my oh my.

+He would absolutely ADORE you.

+ He's over the average height (I'm thinking -5'11 or 6ft), So he absolutely loves being around a shorty like you

+ Will 100% bend down and rest his hands on his knees to talk to you

+If he's annoyed with you he'll put things that you need on the very top shelves, making you ask him to get it down

+ Constantly poking fun at you and lifting you up like a cat

+ Enjoys giving you big ol' Forehead kisses every time he sees you

+ always rests his hand on you head

+ Hugs you from behind and rests his chin on your head

+ Will beat tf out of anyone who tries making fun of you tho

+ That's for him to do only.

+ will protect you with his LIFE

Vic Criss

+ The Short King himself

+ He is absolutely thrilled to have you as his s/o

+ finally, someone he has like 8 inches over

+ Dont be dirty readers ik what you're thinking😑

+ He finds you small size so adorable, and is always telling you how cute you look

+ Once for your birthday, he got you a step ladder as a joke.

+ Since you are so short, he loves buying you big ass platforms because ✨rich kid syndrome✨

+ Absolutely spoils you

+ He calls you his "Thumbelina" after the Hans Christian Andersen story

Patrick Hockstetter

+ Okay well the moment he saw you he had to have you

+ Our pale, lanky, stick of a man thought you were the cutest thing ever

+ He loved giving you his shirts since they almost went down to your knees, and he just thought that was so hot

+ Definitely thought about you under him and how big he was compared to you turned him on immensely

+100% has a size kink I dont make the rules

+ He loves holding things above your head and teasing you when you can't reach

+ Like Henry, he rests his hands on your head while you guys hang out

+ Always reaches over you

+ he would definitely poke fun at you all the time for your shortness, but at the end of the day he adores it

Reggie Huggins

+ Oh wow

+ He is a GIANT compared to you

+ Big man is maybe 6'4

+ Constantly giving you piggy back rides

+ You guys recreated the Simba and Rafiki lion rock scene from The Lion King

+ Would absolutely melt when he sees you stealing his shirts and hoodies

+ First time he saw you he was actually astounded at how short you were. He physically could not fathom it

+ Whenever he hugs you he lifts you up a foot off the ground

+ His strength and height basically makes him like a big soft guard dog for you

+ Cuddles cuddles cuddles and did I mention Cuddles? He will smother you

+ First time you guys actually did cuddle he was scared of rolling over on top of you and squishing you :((

+ Will be delighted when you ask him to get you things from high places, he loves doting on his s/o

+ will do anything in his power to protect you and smack anyone who makes fun of you

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AAAA this was so freaking adorable

Again I am so so sorry to everyone's requests I have not gotten to yet I have been incredibly sick and busy but I have a couple in the drafts rn so do not fear!!! have an amazing day and reminder to please send in more requests!!!

~Reggieservices

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reareaotaku · 3 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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maxiscoolongg · 5 months

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PATRICK HOCKSETTER HEADCANNONS

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☆ Lets bfr yall probably became friends because you were tutoring him on math because he is failing in school😭😭

★ like the teacher would pull you and Patrick aside after class and be like "Y/n you are going to be tutoring Patrick" you were stuned tbh

☆ Patrick however was really happy or something. When you guys were tutoring he kept asking questions about you.

★ You guys got surprisingly close.

☆ He gives you so much nicknames😭 (Ex: doll, dollface, pretty, darling, peaches)

★ he is really affectionate like REALLY affectionate.

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You were at your locker getting your books for next period until you felt to hands go into your hoops of your shorts you giggled a little as you said "Hello pat" you said sweetly. That same sweet voic that made him fall in love with you "Hey dollface, I was thinking we watch a movie at your house?" He asked as his hands traveled to your waist as his head went onto your shoulder as you looked at him "Mm.. Maybe, I have dance after school" you said as you turned around

"Awh, come one can't you just skip one class, prettyface" He said flirty "I guess I can, but if my mom yells at me I will blame you" You said smiling a tiny bit as he smirked.

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☆ He was the one who confessed to you for sure.

★ he LOVES watching horror movies.

☆ He for sure loves scream (Pretened it was released then)

★ Loves the way you get closer to him everytime a murder scene pops up

☆ If you don't flinch he love if you rant about it.

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You guys were watching a movie and a murder scene popped up, he looked at you a little as you got closer in fear he watched as your brows came together as the character made a stupid decision "Oh my God!- she is so stupid! Why wouldn't she run the other way!" You yelled as he chuckled a little. He ADORED the way you ranted about movies he loves it so much.

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★ Loves your lips, thighs, waist, ass,

☆ Definitely whispers stuff in your ear during school like ge would wishper stuff to make you laugh or to make you flustered

★ Your scared of the Bowers gang. Without a doubt, they are nice to you (Vic is the nicest) but still. You are friends with the losers and the keep telling you about them but you say "They're nice to me though!"

☆ Patrick definitely stalks you and takes pictures without permission. He loves the pictures of you drawing in class,

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YANDERE PATRICK HC

♡ you thought the relationship was all lovey dovey? No way.

♥︎ this man is so fucking overprotective, to the point its not even funny anymore

♡ if your asking me bro probably started stalking you in the 6th grade💀🙏🏻

♥︎ anyway, he probably planned the whole tutoring thing cause believe it or not he is actually probably really smart.

♡ teachers are SCARED of patrick, bro can practically get anything he wants so be careful my guy.

♥︎ If your hanging out with one of friends? Nope. Not any more! Patrick can keep you company,

♡ loves and I mean LOVES when he takes photos of you when you don't know, like bro will definitely pull a Johnathan byers and take photos of you changing. Not even kidding.

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"I'm going to bed night ma!" You said to your mom as you gave her a kiss on the cheek and walked in your room closing the door behind you as you walked to your closet and took off your top to grab a pajama shirt

"God.." Patrick whispered from outside of your window, he was far but not the far, he was far enough you couldn't see him. He took a quick photo and almost chocked on his breath when he saw you bare naked. "Fucking gorgeous, darling" he whispered to himself but then again towards you

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♥︎ bro is a sneaky mother fucker, steals everything.

♡ think a bracelet of yours looks nice? His now. No he doesn't do it because he wants it, he did it because he thinks you looked good wearing it and now he wants it so he can have a piece of you on him.

(EDITED March, 31st 2023.)

THATS ALL I HOPE YOU ENJOYED!!!

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yandere-toons · 1 year

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HENRY BOWERS

Platonic & Romantic Headcanons – Yandere

WARNING: child abuse and neglect, strong violence, bullying, implied alcoholism, reference to divorce, emotional abuse.

PLATONIC:

As soon as his father drinks himself into unconsciousness or throws him out the door, Henry stalks down the street to where he thinks his friend might be. Explaining nothing of his sullen demeanour, he places himself in the middle of whatever they are doing, dragging them into a more private area if their current activity is too public or not to his liking. From there, the hope is that his friend will act in a way that comforts him without him having to ask for it and risk further humiliation.

There are two possible outcomes here, depending on how his friend treats him and who else gets involved. If they accept his presence without prying, Henry will shut down and remain silent for a while, riding out the emotional storm around someone he now has a reasonable chance of trusting. If they stonewall him or others interrupt, Henry will revert to his hostile bully persona and never mention the event again, as it has become a new source of shame for him.

Henry reveals a watered-down version of the truth when pressed for answers, but even then, he refuses to tell the whole story out of a desire not to relive it, not to be seen as a whiner, and not to show how profoundly it has affected him. After all, a history of cruel reactions from his father and the small-town mentality of Derry have taught him that emotional vulnerability is a dangerous mistake of the stupid and weak.

Despite this, it becomes increasingly clear that Henry is stalling for time when the subject of going home creeps up on him. He would much rather stay out all day and night with his friend and the gang, cruising town with Belch at the wheel, forgetting what awaits him when he sets foot on the family farm. But Henry knows only too well that Butch's wrath will double if he has to go looking for him.

Henry will threaten and, if sufficiently provoked, maim anyone who shows an interest in his friend. His worldview is more than a little misanthropic, as his good memories are few and far between, and his father and the community at large have taught him to hate anyone who challenges his idea of the norm. As such, he sees this as a favour to his friend, ridding them of all the scumbags who would inevitably trap them in an unwanted relationship.

But deeper down, in the places that have never quite healed, the places he never talks about, Henry is afraid of powerlessness. He despises the thought that his friend would abandon him because of someone else, as his mother did, so he does not give them that option. Anyone who tries to plant the idea in their head that they should cut ties with him, or worse, leave town, he beats as if it might save his life.

As far as Henry is concerned, no one offers a better source of companionship than he. He is fond of yelling this supposed fact and more at his friend when they refuse to drop everything and join him at a moment's notice. Seeing this as an affront to his authority as well as a personal insult, Henry cannot take it, especially when it happens in front of people, and tries to hector them into submission.

If any of Henry's accomplices disagree with his methods, none will be too honest about it. Henry displays an unabashed willingness to hurt anyone and everyone who comes between him and his friend. Other bullies have required stitches courtesy of Henry and learned to turn tail at the sight of him or them, and the last concerned citizen to intervene was left with a concussion.

Although Henry is a little more lenient with his gang, he still has rules about what kind of interactions are acceptable. Some of these rules go unspoken until one of the other boys crosses a line he did not know had been drawn. On the first day, Patrick Hockstetter lost his right to be alone with Henry's friend and incurred a death threat from Henry after Patrick made advances towards them and asked if they would like to share Henry with him.

Spending time with other people sounds like a waste of energy to Henry, but spending time with the Losers is so inexcusable that he expresses it in the only language he knows: violence. His need to anticipate his father's unstable emotions has made him sensitive to any sign of displeasure in others, which Henry receives in abundance from one of the Losers, Richie Tozier. Tozier calls him an obsessive freak when he cuts one of the kids for staring at his friend.

ROMANTIC:

His only frame of reference is his parents' disastrous marriage, now separated, and the couples at school he enjoys breaking up with shoves and jibes. Henry can be demanding in everything he asks of his partner, putting them in the untenable position of bearing the brunt of his emotional hunger. It is an overwhelming and confused mess of mixed signals and frustration that has built up over years.

Much of Henry's attention-seeking behaviour and unpredictable aggression stems from the fact that he is both ashamed of his struggles and less and less successful at repressing them. When he still tries, it manifests itself in violent outbursts and, in the context of this relationship, defensive anger when his partner does not immediately and completely fulfil his needs.

There are few things Henry would hate more than being compared to his father, so he refrains from using this level of violence with his partner. However, he retains a distinct bullheadedness in the many arguments that do break out, usually over Henry's desire for them to give up any part of their life that distracts from him.

Under no circumstances is Butch to know that Henry has a partner, let alone meet them. He would rather die than have them see what a so-called coward he becomes around his father, and the thought of them being caught in the crossfire of one of his father's explosions makes him want to stick the knife in Butch's throat a little sooner.

At the first sign of Butch's approach, Henry pulls away from his partner and tells them that if things get heated, they should go with Victor and wait for him at a distance. Victor is disturbed by Henry's extreme view of the relationship but is wise enough not to say so to his face.

Watching his partner suffer abuse at the hands of a family member ignites a rage in Henry that stems from his unfulfilled desire to take revenge on his father. He flashes back to when Butch similarly hurt him, reopening the last wound he tried to numb by avoiding his home and seeking out his partner. Every punch Henry lands, every slash with the knife, is almost like getting back at his father for all the scars he gave him.

Henry refuses to feel remorse for those he attacks, as Butch would never apologise for the damage he inflicts and once even rewarded Henry for his violent actions. After making his partner drop a science project in the hallway, the child he forced to eat dirt had it coming. The classmate who sat next to his partner at lunch - a seat reserved for Henry, regardless of whether anyone else knows it or whether he feels like taking it that day - deserved to be thrown to the floor and humiliated in a way that will haunt them forever.

Competition, real or imagined, is unforgivable and will be met with swift, if not disproportionate, retaliation. The first line of defence is a barrage of verbal abuse, escalating to physical assault unless the pest flees the scene and swears an oath never to speak to his partner again. From there, Henry will order his cohorts to hold the person still while he carves, stones, drowns and breaks whatever he finds most offensive.

Part of a community that frowns upon physical closeness between friends, Henry seeks in this relationship the emotional intimacy and affection that his father never provided. He denies having such needs when anyone suggests otherwise, insisting that he only stays with his partner for superficial reasons and would not miss them if they were to disappear one day.

Despite his claims of indifference, Henry displays a violent resentment towards those who befriend his partner, perceiving these individuals as a threat to his importance in their life. This fear speaks to his underlying insecurity of not being in control, the same insecurity that drives him to suspect the worst in people and defend or assert himself accordingly.

Do anything you want with my work, but never make me boring!

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bitches-who-write · 8 months

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Can you do a reader who likes to die her hair x Patrick? (From it)

We hope this is what you wanted!!

Warnings: Language, mentions of stalking, and Patrick himself is a warning.

Hair Dying + Patrick

So chances are you get bored of your hair...very quickly.

Blue for 3 weeks.

Purple for 2 weeks.

You get the point.

Your frequent hair changes are probably what caught Patrick's eye first.

You probably passed him one day with your bright green hair which immediately caught his eye.

Sooo let the stalking begin...I mean...yeah no he's stalking you.

He has learned your entire schedule within the first week of stalking you.

Patrick is not a shy guy he is very...very open.

That being said, when he first approached you he was very open with his intentions.

I will let your filthy minds figure out the rest

Now once he figures out how often you dye your hair..he wants to help you.

If you are smart you'll tell him no.. cause c'mon we all know how messy dying your hair can get if you are not careful.

But...you're choosing to go out with this psycho so chances are..you're not very smart.

So you agreed to let him help you.

TERRIBLE IDEA.

Hair dye everywhere.

Skin is stained whatever the color was.

Patrick's hands were stained for a week.

This was probably due to him not washing his hands.

Nasty mother fucker.

You'd be lying to yourself if you said that was the last time.

He honestly does like the bright colors you do.

Especially if he's allowed to pick the color.

Although..he comes up with the worst nicknames for you for whatever color your hair is.

So expect some fucking stupid ones.

Let's say you two are...ya know..*cough* fuckin *cough*

He will pull your (example: purple) hair and will call you Grimace.

Does he have a thing for Grimace or was that the only purple thing he could think of??

It's Patrick...who the fuck knows about this dude.

He will let you put color streaks in his hair...but there's always a cost with him so it's up to you if you want to pay the toll.

Patrick is a dick so if he loses you in public expect him to be a dick.

"HAS ANYONE SEEN A GIRL THAT LOOKS LIKE THE GRINCH??"

"Oh, there you are Y/N."

' YOU CHOSE THIS COLOR.'

"Only so I could call you the Grinch."

' You're such a dick.'

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slasherswifey · 7 months

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How you sleep

Part 1

Billy Loomis:

Stu Macher:

Thomas Hewitt:

Michael Myers:

Henry Bowers:

Patrick Hockstetter:

Reggie (Belch) Huggins:

Victor Criss:

Brahms Heelshire:

Norman Bates:

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muscle-gay-ghost · 1 year

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Man i wonder what it'd be like to be Patrick Hockstetter's girl.

Like, at first he didn't think much of you, but somehow you showed up on his radar; somehow standing out among the crowds in school, whether it's because you're quiet and shy, never with the rest, even if you're physically standing in the middle of the throngs of people. It's obvious that you're not part of them. Or maybe you're very outspoken about being different, it's so prominent; how you dress, act, your vibe, if you're like, goth, emo, punk etc.

Whatever it is, you catch Patrick's eye. And so, not completely of your own free will, you start hanging out with the group, but even the other three are well aware that you are his, and they know not to touch you, or even come within a foot of you. Other people at the school, be it your friends, other peers, teachers, they also take notice of this, because Patrick makes sure everyone knows you're spoken for. And these people, on more than one occasion, try to warn you and they pity you for your naïveté, because surely there's no way you're in this situation with all the facts, right?

Lol, if only they knew. This murderous psychotic solipsist has somehow decided that you're real, and therefore, he must protect you at all costs. You are his to keep, his to love. And you know everything about him, his little brother, his fridge, everything. You know him. He's your Patrick, your silly little pyromaniac. And you know that this unfathomably dangerous man would do anything for you. Other people are always so flabbergasted when they see the local sociopath holding your hand, walking you home, tenderly stroking your cheek.

The other three Bowers' gang members can only laugh when some poor soul tries something with you; they know that it's only a few seconds before Patrick shows up, because he's never far, something that brings you great comfort and makes you feel safe. He would take you into his arms, check you over for any signs of hurt, discomfort, anger. If you're crying hell shush you and whipe your tears. Once he knows you're alright, he kisses your forehead and lets you go to stand with the other three, while he turns to the culprit with murder in his eyes.

Patrick being soft for you, and you alone. He would burn down the whole world if it meant you could be warm.

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hennyjwrites · 1 year

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Peaches and Cream: Chapter 1

Sighing as you pull into the school parking lot you resent your parents for bringing you back to Derry after summer break. You had missed the first month of school so technically this was your first day back. You looked in your mirror and smiled at your new look. Over summer break you changed for the better of yourself. You dabbled in makeup, worked out, got a few piercings, and ate good. You were practically glowing.

Your hair was done with your natural kinks, slightly covering your eyes in a stylish way. Before it was either a mess of a bun, or down in a poofy straight style. The lipgloss you had on gave your plump lips the shine that they needed which brought attention to your white teeth. You traded out your overly baggy outfits, for slightly tighter ones which showed your figure. You look good and you know it.

You made sure to grab your backpack which was filled with your art supply before you stepped out of the car. Your pace was slow as you walked through the double doors. Walking with your head held high, you ignored the looks from some students as they recognized you in your new state. When you made it to your locker you caught the eye of Victor Criss.

He was always your friend even though the rest of the gang didn’t pay you any attention. He always helped you with homework and projects and vice versa. You had never taken him for the bully type until you witnessed him roughing a few kids up with the rest of his little group of friends. You never understood how he got wrapped around Henry’s finger but that wasn’t your business.

Victor excused himself from the group heading towards you. You waited patiently as you opened your locker.

“Hey y/n.” He grinned, excited to see one of his closest friends. He liked that you gave him that sense of niceness that he needed after being a part of the Bowers gang for so long.

You shrugged your jacket off and threw it in the locker before shutting it. “Hey Victor!” You pulled him into a quick hug and he returned it awkwardly.

He quickly looked at you, licking his lips slightly. “You look good, what happened to ya?” He asks. Most would’ve taken offense to the question but you knew what he meant.

“Left town for a few weeks. While I was gone I reinvented myself.” You looked around and saw some of the guys who used to avoid you now staring at you. The hallways were full of kids, and they were obviously avoiding certain people. “And obviously a few people like it:'' you joked.

Before Victor could reply Henry Bowers called his name. “Bring your ass on Vic, you can talk to the whore some other time.” He smirked at you and you could tell he didn’t recognize you. Henry and his little sidekick Patrick practically terrorized you in middle school. Always pulling your curls, knocking you over, just being assholes. Their torture died down slightly when you became friends with Victor. You always assumed he told them to knock it off but you were never completely sure. Vic started inviting you to hang with them sometimes afterwards.

Vic turns back to look at you. “I gotta go, I’ll catch you at lunch alright?” He mostly tells you. You shrug your shoulders as he makes it through the swarm of kids back to Bowers. Before you turned away you caught Patrick’s glance at you. He smirked at you creepily before turning his attention back to the gang. Not knowing why, but a slight shiver ran down your body when he looked at you. You walked to your first class as the bell rang, as everyone scurried out of the hallway.

Walking in the cafeteria, you looked around slightly trying to find a good seat. It was noisy from everyone talking about their summer break but it was bearable. You were about to go sit with your old friend Greta but your arm was grabbed. Ready to push whoever it was off, you roughly turned around until you came face to face Vic.

“Come sit at our table Y/N the gang won’t mind.” He told you, guiding you towards their table. You walked side by side until you finally reached the seats. The two open seats were either sitting between Reggie and Henry or Victor and Patrick. “Cmon sit.” Victor beckoned you. You decided against sitting near Henry and plopped down in between Victor and Patrick. “Guys this is Y/N. '' Victor introduced.

“Hey.”

“Oh Y/N, I ‘member you.” Reggie said smiling. He has a sandwich in his hands which you were sure his momma made for him. “You helped my mama with her garden a few summers ago. You saved me a lot of work with whatever you did.” He informed you.

You smiled at him, showing off your pretty teeth. “Your mama was the sweetest woman Reggie, she still sends my family her special cookies to this day.” You smile.

He returned the smile gently before returning his attention back to his lunch. You were tapped on your shoulder. Who was brave enough to actually walk up to the Bowers table. When you turned around you were met with Jaxon Lane's sweeter than pie smile. He was one of the cutest boys you ever met and one of your long time friends. “Hey Jaxon!” You greeted smiling ear to ear.

Jaxon pulled you up into a hug which you gladly returned. “Long time no see, you look great.” Unknown to you your ass was directly in Patrick’s face. It was so round and looked so soft. Patrick was practically drooling and Henry saw the look in his eye and smirked. “Like what you're seeing Pat? Like having her ass in your face?”

“Fuck. What’s there not to like?” Patrick geowled. Your curves were poking out making your body fill in your clothes. You were one of the good things he created. You smiled slightly at Patrick’s words, not expecting him to compliment you. Patrick turned and looked at Jaxon and smiled creepily. Both him and Henry stared at him for a second. Jaxons face dropped, already preparing for the lunatic to lunge at him. “Scram.” Is all Patrick said before Jaxon turned on his heel and walked away to avoid a beating.

You sat back down in your seat and looked between Patrick and Henry. “You guys are assholes.” You muttered, stealing one of victors chips. Patrick was shamelessly staring at your boobs. Your body was enough to have him practically hypnotized. Now he just wondered what it felt like. Pat dropped his hand on your thigh and you turned to look at him. He smirked at your reaction.

“What Patrick?” You ask, looking across from you at Henry who was close to laughing. Belch and Victor were having their own conversation. He didn’t say anything but he rubbed your thigh feeling how soft you were.

“Quit drooling over the bitch Pats she still looks like the trash she was in grade school.” Henry muttered, eyeing some freshmen to find later. Henry didn’t hate you, he just didn’t find the appeal of you. Or so you thought.

You rolled your eyes. “Everyone else thinks differently, Henry.” You inform him. Patrick leaned into you and sniffed your hair. It kind of creeped you out. “You smell good. You smell like peaches.” He told you. “Makes me wonder, do you taste as good as you smell?” He asks moving his hands closer to the inside of your thigh. You stiffened slightly, grabbing the victor's attention.

He shook his head. “Pat I’m warning you, she isn’t as easy as she looks.” He says, shaking his head. You looked at him confused. How the fuck would he know that? “Tried to fuck her a few times and the girl wouldn’t even spread her legs.” Your mouth dropped. You thought he was your friend. He and everyone else at the table laughed.

Henry laughed at the thought. “Oh I see. You're too bitchy to give it up? Hear that hockstetter, she’s still fresh.” He smirked at the thought of Patrick getting his hands on you. Of course he knows how Patrick is with every girl he’s been with. Henry might not know the details but he took notice of how the girls in this town changed after dealing with Patrick. Maybe if he fucked you up in the head you would get knocked off that high horse you were already on.

If you were lighter you were sure your face would be redder than a tomato right now. Patrick laughed along with everyone else before he leaned down. “Mhm I heard, she's just waiting for someone to make her a woman. You're gonna let me make you one?” He laughed although he was deadly serious. His hand went between your legs and grabbed you. You stood up quickly, slapping him in the process. Even though everyone else was scared of him you refused to be one of those bitches who let him do what he wants.

“I wouldn’t let you fuck me if you were the richest man on earth Patrick. If you touch me like that again, I’ll break your fucking fingers.” You hissed, grabbing your backpack and walking out the cafeteria. Patrick’s face stung in pleasure as he watched you walk out. He smiled and bit his lip as your ass moved with every swag of your hips.

You had spent the rest of the day in the library examining art books to help with your technique. When the bell rang you quickly made your way out the building.

You shook your head as you saw the gang torturing some freshman. You decided against defending them and continued walking to your car. Patrick saw you and excused himself from the gang's activities. He called after you but it fell upon deaf ears as you continued walking at a faster pace. Patrick’s long legs gave him an advantage because he was behind you in seconds. He bit his lip as he brought his hand down, slapping and gripping your ass. Fuck it was so soft and his whole hand still didn’t cover it all.

You froze in your steps and turned to see Patrick who was staring at you with lust in his eyes. His pupils were wide as he looked. “Fuck your ass is soft. You smell and feel like a fresh peach.” He told you.

“Thanks but don’t touch me like that.” You muttered, continuing to walk. Patrick trailed behind you as you walked to your car. You unlocked your doors and hopped in thinking you were leaving Patrick behind. He went to the other side and got in the passenger seat. “What’re you doing?” You asked, throwing your stuff in the backseat. You weren’t nervous or anything, just confused.

“I can’t sit in my girlfriend's car now, peaches?” He teased, letting his arm fall in the armrest. You grimaced at the nickname and started the car.

“Girlfriend?” You questioned turning your body toward him.

He smiled and nodded his head. “You're my girlfriend now, peaches.” He informed you. When you stare at him his smile drops. “Is that a problem?” He growled, hand already twitching. Not gonna lie it scared you how he could just switch like that’s

You pulled off out the parking lot. “Nah not a problem, just stop calling me peaches.” You muttered, hating the name.

#black reader #patrick hocksetter x reader #patrick hocksetter imagine #patrick hockstetter #patrick Hockstetter x black!reader #bowers gang

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mrsh0ckstetter · 1 year

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♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

WHY IS HE SO FINE...JUST LIKE DAMNNN

#bowers gang #it 2017 #patrick hocksetter x reader #bowers gang x reader #patrick hockstetter #patrick hocksetter imagine #fine man

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black--cherryy · 2 months

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Pov: If u were in the Bowers Gang or Losers Club

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Tell me which one u'd pick and also if u wanna see a male version.

Bowers Gang:

Losers Club:

(Idk I got bored and did it. I'm definitely Bowers gang lol)

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prettygirls0nly · 1 year

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Predictable - Henry Bowers

Word count = 939

"That is such bullshit. When I'm sticking it to a girl, I want her moaning as loud as possible."

"Well..." you sighed. "Have you ever really done it?"

Oh. It was almost scary how easily you saw right through him. Even for a guy like Henry who doesn't exactly have a hundred layers to peel back, you were fast.

"What are you talking about, God- yes, of course, I'm not a fucking loser." He spat out, his cheeks flushing when he finished. Henry had never really been the best liar, but speaking the truth would've taken much more courage than what he had left within him.

"Hmm." You weren't buying a second of it.

And he felt so damn ashamed. Was he really that fucking transparent?

After a short silence, Henry grabbed his drink and downed what was left of it. Feeling the quiet buzzing of heat streaming up to his cheeks, whispering courage into his veins.

"...I- I want to."

"Hmm." This time it felt more comforting. "It's nice," you said while smiling.

He thought about what you said for a second. Let his mind wander to all the places you may have been, to all the people you have been with, to all the ways you've done it. It made him happy, made him warm to his chest. Wherever, whoever, however, it made him happy that in whatever way it was, you enjoyed yourself.

You sighed while playing with the lacey hem of your dress, one, two, three cheap beers into the night you had slipped into a blissful state, just enjoying the moment of you and Henry alone in your living room. Sometimes, even though he was a year older than you, Henry would remind you of the guys of your past. So boyish, so crass, and completely clueless. You pitied him because of it sometimes, who was there for him to teach him what it meant to be a man? Who was there to teach him about life? Who was there to teach him how to treat a girl?

"You want another beer?" He asked, breaking the silence that had settled in.

"Yea sure." You smiled, watching him as he headed for your kitchen. You always found it quite charming how Henry could walk into any place and move around like he owned the damn place.

While in the kitchen Henry took a moment to light a cigarette, slowly inhaling the smoke as his thoughts raced. He felt so bare, wondered what other things you knew by just looking at him, wished he could ask you: "Am I really that predictable?". He wondered why it even mattered, nothing was supposed to matter.

He grabbed a few more beers from the fridge and walked back over to the living room with the cigarette hanging loosely from his lips. God... He loved the way you looked tonight. The white lacey babydoll dress that loosely sprawled out over your thighs was his favorite, made you look like an angel. The whole night he had almost been scared to look at you, just talking and talking hoping it would distract you from the fact that he was flustered from just being around you.

"You know damn well my parents don't want cigarettes inside the house." You said, hoisting yourself up onto your knees on the couch and reaching up to grab Henry's cigarette from his lips.

Henry smiled, "Your way too much of a goody two shoes, you know that.".

You rolled your eyes and dropped the cigarette into an empty beer can. "Well maybe I like being a good girl, not everyone can be like you."

"Yeah, I'm glad you're nothing like me." Henry sat down on the couch, cracking open his beer before taking a large gulp. It was true, he loved all the ways in which you were opposite of him, loved all the ways in which you were starting to rub off on him.

You moved closer to Henry grabbing the beer from his hands and taking a sip. "Well, we're more alike than you'd think."

You weren't far away from him now, with your body completely turned towards him and your knee brushing against the side of his thigh, Henry wondered if you knew just how nervous you made him. With wide eyes, he looked at you, tentatively anticipating whatever word you would say next. Secretly hoping that you would say nothing at all and simply lean in.

"I want approval just as much as you do, I want- no need someone to look at me and say that I'm worth all the heartache and stress."

Henry thinks of how brave you are, saying something like that, laying something vulnerable like that out in the open. He thinks of how honored he feels, how special he feels in this moment, how connected he feels to you. Yet his body betrays him, there's not enough power in him that can muster the courage to say to you all the things he wants to say to you. He simply looks at you, swallowing hard as his hands reach forward and cup the back of your head, enjoying the way your eyes slip close at the sensation of his skin against yours. He takes another second, making sure to take in every detail of this moment before leaning in and finally connecting his lips to yours. Vulnerable and fragile, the moment plays out, there's no movement, no frantic fighting of tongues, just lips to lips, savoring all the ways your bodies react to this moment.

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reggieservices · 1 year

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Vic and Patrick w/ a trad goth s/o? (Hcs)

I’ve been brain rotting this for a few days now 😪☝️)

I love this its CUTE

∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

∆ Patrick would ask you to do your make up on his face and make Vic take pictures of you two

∆ Loves the pointed edges of your eye make up and the contrast of colours

∆ Vic would ask to put your make up on your face to test his abilities

∆ Your goth trio make up parties would be happening at least once a week these boys love it so much

∆ I think Vic already listens to Gothic music, so you two could bond over shared music taste

∆ You guys would spend hours showing your music to Patrick

∆ Cuz lets be honest

∆ He probably only listens to TV static

∆ They most definitely buy you jewelry and clothes to match your aesthetic

∆ You dont even have to ask for them to take photos of you

∆ These boys are your personal paparazzi

∆ Constantly showing you off to everyone they see

∆ "Hey, look at how lucky we are, this is our s/o"

∆ Seriously, everyone in town has heard of you through them

∆ Will give you a new nickname every day (out of love of course)

∆ Patricks favourite is "Batty" and he'll throw a plastic bat he stole from Halloween city at you

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also do y'all goffs consider Type O Negative goth music? cuz they go hard asf okay bye have a good day mwah

#reggie services #henry bowers x reader #patrick hockstetter x reader #vic criss x reader #reggie huggins x reader #bowers gang imagines #henry bowers imagines #patrick hockstetter imagines #bowers gang x reader #bowers gang #it 2017 #trad goth reader #henry bowers #patrick hockstetter #reggie huggins #victor criss #vic criss imagines

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cottagecheese1 · 1 year

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Bowers gang having a athletic s/o

Henry bowers

First of all, being fit and able to do activities with ease is definite qualification you have to be with him. Um if you can't do that, you guys aren't gonna last long. 😭

If you are not physically fit, you don't have to be to your fullest extent, but if you get tired easily he will just bitch and moan about how you can't keep up with him. 😕😥

But if you are the sporty type. He likes having you around a lot for multiple reasons, but mostly because he wants to show you off because almost none of the girls in derry are as fit as you are, and that's a flex in his mind.

It's Henry Bowers so realistically he's not gonna be there for every one of your events but he usually comes 'if I feel like it' 🤨 wdym? You thought you had a choice?

He's kinda impressed with a lot of the capabilities you have. You can be really strong or fast, he finds that really hot; and he makes sure you know that most of the time 😍

He doesn't want to talk about sports with you a lot because he feels like it would be out of place for you to talk about sports or anything masculine with him because your a woman, but he sometimes catches himself talking about football, or that baseball game last night because he can't help that he knows so much about it, and you do to, so he can't really help himself. 😭

If he's ever in private with you before or after your event he will end up having a makeout session with you for 'good luck' 🤨 we both know this isn't about the game buddy.

If your ever with belch or victor they'll toss around a football or a baseball with you once in a while (Patrick said he doesn't wanna do that with a girl so he's out of the picture rn) but they it's all fun and games till Henry shows up and feels all left out and shi. 😭

Overall he really likes you and loves how hot you are, and would end up doing a lot for you and wouldn't even realize it.

Patrick hockstetter

Now Patrick usually wouldn't go for athletic girls or any sporty woman for multiple reasons one because they're all usually really loud and usually very school spirit and he's not trying to get all the attention drawn on him. (He's also a slight misogynist he thinks women shouldn't play sports unless your a cheerleader or something).

He liked you because you were quiet and minded your own business most of the time. Plus he likes to watch your events to if he ever caught you any where.

He's definitely the person to stare at you and immediately look away and do something else if you catch him lacking.

Oh but when he finally asked you out and you said yes, he's coming to all of your games because its just an excuse to get out of his house.

he's actually not really a huge PDA person because like I said he's not trying to get everyone to notice him, but I never said he won't do it at all. He will kiss you and grope you a little bit before you go out to play/go your turn In whatever sport you play

Loves that you're physically fit; I mean you don't have to be, but he does find it incredibly sexy the way you can move around especially if your flexible. If you ask him to help you stretch he will most likely say yes no doubt about it.

You might have to explain some things to him about the sport you play, but don't ramble about it because then he'll get bored, and act like a little bit of an asshole unfortunately. 😭

If you want him to dress up for any school spirt weeks at football games or wear anything to support you; than you have to force him to do it because ain't no way he's gonna do that on his own and go out of his way to dress up for spirt week for anything. 😮‍💨

He may act like a bit of an asshole sometimes, but only really to mess with you, he doesn't actually wanna make you upset because that means he has to go out of his way to comfort you and in his mind thats a ton of work. 😭😭

Belch huggins

First of all he's kinda surprised you said yes when he asked you to be his girlfriend because in his eyes in a lot of perspectives he sees you as so much better than him because your athletic, and really skilled and he thinks he's like the opposite of that. (😭)

But as long as you reassure him that you love him for him than he feels a lot more confident and much better about being with you.

He likes to talk about you and the sports you do time to time he tries not to make it obvious because he knows Henry and the rest of them get tired of him talks about you but he can't help it. 😔

Anytime someone brings you up he's like "yea, that's my girlfriend lol" he loves to say it because nobody expects it at all.

If you're in private he'll rub your back or your legs if you're sore. He just wants an excuse to touch you. (He'll even use lotion if he's feeling extra generous)

You guys definitely go to homecoming together and you force him to dress up with you for spirt week. 🤩 (he secretly loves it)

He loves to drive you to your games in his Trans am, and likes to give you small sweet kisses and hugs because he it's for good luck.

He loves to watch you beat other people at sports and watch how skilled you actually are, and likes to bring it up if you're having an off day just to prove how much he actually pays attention to you and loves you.

If you specifically like one sport and you constantly talk about a team that you like. He'll buy you and him tickets to that certain event. He loves to see how excited you get and give him lots of kisses to prove how much you love him for doing that for you.

He loves a lot, and is intrigued with you half the time because of how mobile you are and how skilled and focused you can be on one thing.

Victor criss

He's so quiet the only reason you knew about him was because he was apart of the bowers gang and he always stared at you in class and in the hall ways or maybe at your sporting events.

He gave you a note that said

__________________________

I really like you. Do you wanna go on a date?

Yes □

No □ :)

_____________________________

You thought it was adorable and you said yes; you met up with him at the diner and he started talking about how much he likes you and thinks your the best on your team, plus he said he thinks you're really pretty 😍 (brownie points ig)

He's not a big pda or loud person, so he's always silently cheering you on, and will give you soft kisses in private but not in public. Not because he's embarrassed of you he just doesn't like everyone looking at him.

Definitely touching you in private doesn’t even have to be sexual he just likes to hold you and feel your body and traces your muscles, or lay on your thighs, and rub them; definitely ends up falling asleep like that when you start playing with his hair, and stroking his back.

He's good boyfriend so he gets you water and snacks during break because he loves you.

Overall he's such a sweetheart in private and may be a little conservative in public, but he does care about you, and finds you fascinating. 😍

A/n: this took 2 days but my request are always open, and I'm posting a masterlist so you can pick anyone you want in that category, so make sure to check that out! 💗

●●●●● Masterlist ●●●●●

#patrick hocksetter x reader #bowers gang #slasher x reader #it chap 1 #patrick hockstetter #henry bowers #belch huggins #henry bowers x reader #belch huggins x reader #victor criss #victor criss x reader #bowers gang x reader #slasher imagines #it chapter two #losers

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