#patrick hockstetter x pregnant reader

[bookloover35]

Patrick Hocksetter x fem reader- Baby Hocksetter (2).

Where we left the story.

Patrick: What's Wrong with you, are you on your period?

Why are you a bitch.

Yn: I'm pregnant you Asshole.

(Back to the story).

Fuck, did i just Said that?

Damn, what have I done.

Patrick will be very angry, I know what happened to his baby brother and I know what he thinks and thinks about the idea of ​​having children.

He will never want anything to do with me or will never want to talk to me again.

I looked up at him with fear in my eyes.

I know he would never hurt me but I'm still scared.

He looked at me angrily and said.

Patrick: One, how do you even know I'm the father and two do whatever you want with the kid keep it or not BUT I want nothing to do with either the kid or you.

Then he left.

How could he say that? I know he is the father because he is the only one I have been with.

Tears flowed and my legs buckled, I broke down what a pig how could I fall for him.

( 6 months later).

Random student: Can you believe she kept the baby, What a slut.

Random student 2: Yeah what a bitch, who do you think the father is?

I have heard those things every day about me.

Wherever I go, people look at me or talk about me at school or in town.

But I don't care what people say about me.

Yes, I chose to keep my child and I am happy that I did.

But it's very hard that I do this myself after my parents found out so they kicked me out luckily my cousin took me in and I now live with her.

Things between me and Patrik are complicated, we haven't spoken to each other at all.

We look at each other but that's it.

The worst part is that I'm still madly in love with him.

I took a quick look up towards the lockers and there he was with his small group of friends.

They just looked at me with dirty looks except for Patrick who looked at me with a missing look.

I put my hand on my 6 month baby bump and started to quickly try to walk away but I was stopped by Greta.

Greta: Hey whore.

Yn: Move over Greta, I don't have time for your insults.

I told her annoyed and tried to walk away but she kept getting out of the way so I couldn't walk away.

People looked at us and laughed at her behavior.

Greta: You are absolutely pathetic, you know that.

You have to be completely stupid in your head to go and get pregnant.

Do you even know who the father is?, or are you such a big whore that you've been around the whole school so you don't know.

She said to me laughing the anger in me only increased and increased the tears started to flow.

What people say about me that I am a whore and that I lie around is not true I have only slept with one and that is Patrick.

I was just about to yell at her and tell her to shut up but was stopped by a familiar arm around my shoulder and voice saying.

Patrick: The only whore in this school is you Greta.

And you know that.

So I suggest you shut up and leave my girl and my child alone or you will regret it.

He said and kissed my forehead and put his hand on my hand that was still on my stomach and we started to walk away everyone in the school looked at us in shock.

What just happened?

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[countrycrackheads]

Patrick x Pregnant Y/N

Y/n pursed her lips, fighting back tears as she stared at her boyfriend the pyromaniac. He had a look of disbelief as he stared at her with squinted eyes. He then started laughing.

"Yeah good try baby I'm not falling for that." he told her and laughed. The gang looked at him like he was a dumbass.

"She's not joking, dumbass!" Henry said angrily as he smacked Patrick upside the head.  "Your girlfriend just told you she's pregnant with your baby and that's your first fucking reaction." Henry scowled and groaned. "Fucking shit Y/n just get an abortion."

Y/n let a soft whine out. "No, I don't want one. I want to keep the baby." She sighed. Telling Patrick she was pregnant in the school parking lot while the gang was there was not a splendid idea.

The gang all groaned and leaned their heads back, then stared back at her.

Y/n's body was trembling. "Shut up. You're not the ones that are going to be growing a child in their bellies for 9 months. B-Besides it's my body so I get to choose what to do. Patrick, I want to keep the child." she said.

Patrick scoffed, "Is it even mine? I mean are you sure it isn't some other dudes kid?" he asked. His eyes looked like it annoyed him, which made you sad. So sad that in fact in that second you started crying. Henry and Patrick looked stoic while Belch and Vic looked confused and worried.

"Patrick you fucking dumbass you're the only guy I've slept with." she said in tears staring down at the ground trying to wipe the seemingly never ending tears away.

Patrick sighed and stared at her. He glanced at the guys and sighed a bit. He slowly wrapped his arms around her and brought her closer to his body. He pat her head and kissed it. "Hey babygirl, it's okay. Just...." he sighed. "I'm sorry. Please don't cry."

Y/n sniffled and clung to him. "Patrick what are we gonna do? I can't have a baby, we're too young." she cried. Patrick sighed for the thousandth time that day. The gang watched in all awkwardness. Patrick groaned.

"I don't know." he said. Y/n then pinched his chest hard.

"You dumbass you said you were using a condom." she said.

Patrick hissed, "Well.... that was a lie. I don't like them."

"And look where that got you!" she yelled at him. Patrick stared at her. Y/n looked crazy with red puffy eyes and a red nose and cheeks. Her eyelashes glistening as tears rolled down her face. "Patrick you dumbass." she whispered before quickly turning and running away. Patrick watched her leave and rapidly blinked away tears.

"Fuck." he said as he ran a hand through his hair. The gang stared at you as you left, then they turned to Patrick.

"What are you going to do?" Victor asked.

Patrick had wide eyes. "Fuck I don't know. I guess have a baby." he said, his face contorting into disgust. "No. No. No. No." he repeated to himself. "I don't want to be a dad."

The gang looked at him. "Then tell her dumbass." Henry said. "Tell her you're not ready to be a dad before you spend 18 years and 9 months of hell." Patrick nodded his head.

"Right. Fuck, I gotta go!" Patrick started running away from the school towards Y/n house.

Y/n was in her room having a crying fit. Laying in bed crying and mentally screaming at herself for this happening. Nobody was home, and it was just her screaming and crying and thinking horrible thoughts about herself. Patrick was outside of the house and he could hear her crying. He sighed and slowly walked in since the door was unlocked.

Patrick slowly ascended up the stairs and into Y/n's room. He stood at the doorway and watched as she sobbed on her bed.

"Fuck you're such an idiot." she told herself making Patrick frowned, and he walked closer to her. He sat down and wrapped his long lanky arms around her.

"Shh shh, it's okay. It's okay, it's just me Patrick." Patrick said when she freaked out. He placed a soft kiss on her head. "It's okay. Don't worry. You're fine." he said. "But we have to talk about this."

She sniffled and slowly nodded her head. "Okay." she whispered as Patrick wiped away her tears.

"Well Y/n for starters we should talk about the baby. I know it should be your decision, but we're not mentally or financially stable to raise a baby." he said.  "If we kept the baby, we'd have to work to support our family. And without the money and time we wouldn't be able to give the baby the best life we could give it." Patrick said.

Y/n slowly nodded her head.

"Y/n I promise you that when we're older and ready for it, we can have a baby." Patrick said and kissed her knuckles softly. She leaned up and kissed him softly.

"You promise?

"I promise."

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[a-pretty-nerd]

Game: Part 10

Concept: After Patrick puts you in a difficult position, you're thrown into a world of fear, chaos, and sex.

A/N: This one took a while to come out too and Im sorry! I know my chapters are short and my stories are long but if Im completely honest thats because I never know what Im doing or where this is going! But! I am so very happy you guys enjoy this series! Thank you for reading! As always, your requests and feedback are much appreciated and keep me goin'! ✌❤

Warnings: Sex and Sadness

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That kiss at your doorstep. So sweet, even loving. Something you never thought Henry capable of. Innocent and calloused hands placed on your waist. A sensation went down your spine you hadn't felt in what seemed forever. His lips moved with yours perfectly as you reached up and ran your fingers through his dirty blonde hair. It made him pull you closer to him. He pressed his hips against yours and deepened the kiss. You let out a soft moan. Damn, that felt good. You had to pry yourself away from him. His hooded eyes looked you up and down in disappointment. You licked your lips once in thought. You sorted out your options.

Fuck it. How more pregnant could you get?

"Wanna come upstairs?" You asked him with a smile. He hadn't given you the opportunity to ask him in a while, not since you first started dating. He grinned, only giving you a second before his lips attacked your neck with kisses. You squealed with laughter as you leaned back, his hands holding onto your sides to keep you close. He chuckled into the crook of your neck. He stood behind you as you unlocked the front door. His arms wrapped around your waist as he continued to kiss any part of exposed flesh you had.

Once you got the door open and closed behind you, all bets were off. He was on top of you in the sweetest and loving way you had ever seen him. It was straight out of a romance movie the way he ran his hands up and down yours sides as he kissed you. He left hickies as you made your way up the staircase. His fingers worked to get your sweat off and onto your bedroom floor. They unbuttoned your pants and slide them off through panting and huffs of desperation. You shared passionate kisses betweeb the shedding of clothes. You laid on your bed and watched him crawl over you. Laying kisses up your belly, abdomen, breasts, neck, and finally lips. You threw your arms around him and held him close. His hips bucked between yours. His arms reached back to pull up your legs a little more. He positioned himself at your wet entrance and slid in perfectly. You let out a sweet gasp.

"Mmmghhg fuuuck." Henry grunted as he started thrusting. You threw your head back, the hormones raging through your body. You clung to his body as he fucked you. Getting to the point where your mattress started crashing into the wall. You didn't hold back, you didn't try to act a certain way for Henry like usual. You didn't put on that mask for him. And he loved it. He leaned down and kissed you between thrusts. You gasped as your orgasm approached, digging your nails into his shoulders with every movement he made.

"Oh god, o-oh god Henry!" You cried for him. He burried his face in your neck. Your legs wrapped around his waist as your orgasm struck you and tore through you. Leaving you gasping for breath as Henry finished himself a few moments later. He too panting tightly in your embrace. It was all so raw, passionate, sweaty, and perfect. You held your eyes shut and held him close, hoping that moment would never end. But it did. You gave a small whimper as Henry pulled out and flopped his body down beside you eith a huff.

"That was great." He said with a small laugh and a pant. You nodded and smiled back. He laid beside you on his belly, his head placed on the mattress gazing at yours. You swung your arm over and gently dragged your knuckles against the soft flesh on his back. He closed his eyes, the afternoon sunlight, the last of the day washing over his peaceful expression. He really wasn't so bad, now was he. He lifted an arm and started petting your torso affectionately, furrowing his brow when he looked at your belly. "Have you been gaining weight?" He asked. Your heart jumped.

"Uh...yeah. Is that...a problem?" You asked. Henry gave's lips gave a small pout as he shook his head.

"No, no not a problem at all." He said. You smiled back. You thought for a long moment in the silence you shared together in the after glow. Something turned in your gut and your heart raced. You started to panic a little bit at the idea.

"Hey babe?"

"Hm?" He looked up at you.

"There's actually uh..." Are you really doing this? "A reason for my, weight gain." You cleared your throat. Henry looked at you confused.

"You joining a sport?" He asked. You couldn't help but let out a small laugh.

"No um...It's something a little more intense than a sport. It's why things have been so weird with me latley." He sat up on one arm.

"Well what is it? Whats going on?" He asked, slightly panicked. You propped yourself up on your elbows and looked up at him.

"Henry...I-I’m pregnant." You confessed. For a moment, Henry's expression didn't change. He didn’t say anything, not a word. You couldn't even see the gears turning like you usually could. He was deadpan. "H-Henry?" You whispered. Once you did, its like something clicked and he came back to earth. He just looked at you. Then in a swift motion he threw himself off the bed. You watched in confusion as he started picking up his clothes and putting them back on. "Babe?" You tried to get his attention, but it didn't work. He got dressed and walked out your door. Your jumped from your bed with a blanket pressed to your chest for the little decency you felt you had.

You followed him down the hallways and stairs, shouting his name. Desperately trying to get his attention. Begging for him to say something to you. To say, anything. Once he reached the front door, you grabbed hold of his shouldet. He thrusted his shoulder back, throwing your grasp off of it before stomping out and slamming the door behind him. How could you be so stupid to tell him. You've ruined everything. You couldn't help but collasp onto the floor and cry.

You had no choice. You reached for the phone and dialed that number. Your only hope. The only two you could rely on in that moment.

"Belch? Belch I fucked up!" You cried.

"The fuck? Y/N, are you okay? The hell happened? He didn't touch you did he?"

"N-No he didn't hurt me...fuck..." You whimpered.

"Where are you?"

"At home..."

"Okay well...aw shit hold on I have another call coming through. One second." You waited, leaning against the wall. Your body curled in pain. You stared at the wallpaper of your entryway, the tears blurred your vision for a moment before falling. Your entire body felt sore and your chest ached. "You still there?" Belch clicked back on the line. You sniffed.

"Yeah, Yeah I'm still here."

"That was Henry on the other line...Y/N what did you do?"

"I-I-I told him." You stuttered, Reggie sighed.

"Okay...uh...stay right there. I'll send Vicc-"

"No, I don't want Vicc. I want you." You insisted. Vicc was shit at comforting people. Really, they all were. But Belch was your lifeline right now. You wanted him there.

"I can't, Henry wants me to pick him up."

"Well fuck Henry!" You shouted, frantically looking out the living room window. The sun was beginning to set. How long had you sat there and cried? How long did Belch take talking to Henry? What time was it? Where had it all gone.

"Y/N, calm down. I have to get Henry. Just...Just wait till Vicc gets there and I'll talk to Henry. We'll work this out." He spoke softly.

"No you don't understand, you don't understand!" You cried in desperation. Losing your sanity day by day, it had reached a dangerous and hysteric level. Belch could only listen as you sobbed and begged for him.

"Any other day I'd come get you. You know that. But this is Henry, he doesn't call for help. But he's calling now because he's freaking out and quiet frankly Y/N, I don't blame him! This isn't a joke."

"No shit its not a joke!"

"Just try and calm down. Please. Cry it out if you need to, eat something, make some tea and take a goddamn bubble bath but do not lash out at anyone. We have enough shit as it is. You need to be one of the sane ones here. Do you understand?" You didn't respond. "Do you understand?" He repeated. You nodded your head.

"Uhuh." You blabbed out through soaked lips and tears.

"It's going to be fine. Just stay calm, Vicc will be there soon."

"O-Okay." You sniffled.

"Good girl. I'm gonna hang up now okay?"

"Yeah.."

"Okay, goobye now." He practically whispered and hung up. You slid down the wall and sat there for a moment as you watched the light in the room fade until you were practically left in darkness. Get dressed. You had to get dresses, Vicc was going to be there soon. No jeans fit. Sweatpants, sweatpants were fine. Sweatpants and an old T-shirt would do fine. This was fine. The mess you were was fine. You heard the doorbell wrang and a sense of dread washed over you.

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[local-trashmouth]

Henry making love to you and you're all soft but then you say you want kids and now bow (yes I call him bow lol) has the idea of getting you pregnant in his mind and kinda snaps and gets a bit feral or he extra soft 🥺🥺 whatever you like I just had this idea lol (feel free to write this for the gang as well, separate ofc)

note: not directly female cause 'm ftm so like gn reader please <3

headcanons ?

AAAAAAAAAAAAA I LOVE YOU

LITERALLY THIS HAD ME SCREAMING (altho I didnt rlly know how to write this because I hate kids xD)

I'm not sure if you meant have kids in sense of the natural way, or adopt a child (although that interferes with the impregnation thought of the bois) so I just wrote both variants

(also if this isn't what you wanted, pls send another ask. If that's the case im very sorry ;-;)

Warnings: mention of sex, impregnation, Patrick is a warning himself lol

Pairing: Henry Bowers x reader, Patrick Hockstetter x reader (I thought this fits him too)

Henry Bowers

Having a child naturally

since you said that, he can't concentrate on anything but the thoughts of building a future with you

he definetly goes soft on you, practically melting into putty

just you telling him that you want kids with him gives him butterflies

although he's worrying about being a horrible dad like Butch

you have to reassure him, telling him that he'll be the total opposite

heck even in school he can't think about anything else other than moving out of Derry with you and building a Family

he'll totally get you there, I mean, when you two can provide for a Family of course

he doesn't want to have children at a time where he can't give them the best possible life he has to offer

fight me on this, but he totally wants girls

so they have your beauty and heart, and he really just wants to do their hair

but when one of them or both turn out to identify differently he'll support them despite his views (same with the son/s)

if you end up having a son, or multiple he'll totally be that cool dad

taking them to shooting lessons and spending a lot of time with them

adopting a child

again, he wants to wait until you two can provide for it

he's gonna try his best to be a good parent, better than the previous ones at least

he'll probably take his kids into the woods too, make campfires with them while letting you put your head onto his shoulder

you just adore watching him bloom like that

if they ever ask about being adopted, he wouldn't be closed off about it

he totally takes you and the kids to Derry for holidays to brag to Butch about his success, and will 100% rub it into the boys' faces aswell

he really wants the kids to get along with the guys, they're his closest friends after all

Patrick Hockstetter

Having a child naturally

he totally goes feral when you say that

look, he won't be the best dad there is

and it's not even really his fault

which sometimes upsets you, and he gets it

but he's trying okay

he'll make a lot of shitty dad jokes

very very very overprotective over his kids

now there isn't just one real Person to him, but a whole family

HIS family

like, how did he get here?

it often overwhelms him

but he knows he can find that security he needs with you

so everything's good in the end

he really doesn't have a preference for the gender, and he will seem like he doesn't care about his kids

but he truly does, and it shows in other things than affection

for example, he will not hesitate to defend his kid, no matter if they are in the wrong or not

he'll also attend therapy which is a big step to a better future :)

when he's alone with you he opens up about his worries of not being able to give them the things they need/want because of his lack of empathy

so u better reassure ur fireboi

adopting a child

he lets you "choose"

the first months will be rough, and there will be a lot of small fights between you two

because Patrick never imagined to be in this kind of commitment

he hopes the kid gets into knives and other weapons, cuz boi will he fanboy about the one's he still has from being younger

he wants to stay in Derry, he just likes this town somehow

maybe its because he can get away with his killing

talking about that, he'll stop it

just for you and the kid of course

so you better feel special

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[patrick-hockstutter]

Hey there could you maybe do a Patrick hockstetter X pregnant reader?? Please?

That’s it, that’s the post

@piratecult @trickkombowerskru @substantial-exposure @cal-purniaa

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[bowersgangobsessed]

Wolf Lover

Patrick Hockstetter x Werewolf!Reader Fluff, Patrick being Patrick I sit down for my fourth period of the day, the effects are starting to hit my body. Shit. Sweat coats my skin as I start to shake. A hand wraps around my forearm, and I turn to see a concerned Patrick. “Are you okay?” My vision starts to blur as I sway. My body starts to slip from the chair as I pass out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She falls from the chair, I barely have time to react as I catch her. “Y/N?” Hey body stays limp in my arms as I carry her. “Henry!” Henry looks up from his book, sweat shining on his face. Surprise and confusion show up at the sight of Y/N in my arms. “I need help. She just passed out.” He nods, closing his book. “I wasn’t interested in this class anyways. Let’s go.” We walk, she slips slightly and I readjust her. “Let’s head back to my place. I can fix her up there.” I unlock the car, laying her down gently in the back. “What do you mean fix her up? Is she okay? Because if not, your fucked.” He laughs, suddenly groaning as he curls in on himself. “What the hell is up with everyone today?” He shakes his head, starting the car and driving away from the school. I flick my lighter, on, off. The flame occasionally licking the tips of my fingers before it’s extinguished. “Hey.” I look over at Henry, who’s staring at me. “She’s going to be fine. This is normal.” Is this something that I’ve never heard about? What the hell? “What do you mean?” A blank expression crosses his face as his eyes flick back in her direction. “You never told him...” “She didn’t tell me what?” He shakes his head, wiping sweat from his eyes with his forearm. “It’s not my tale to tell.” I turn forward, watching as the landscape rolls past. “Is she going to be okay?” Henry sighs. “Yeah.” I nod, looking back as I hear her groan. She curls into a ball, clutching at the seatbelt. We turn into an area, hidden from the main road. Henry turns the car off, sitting for a moment. We both look back at her as she squirms. “You can carry her right?” I look at Henry, scoffing. “Yeah.” He opens the door, getting out and leaning on the top. “Get her out then.” I smirk, looking back at my sleeping goddess. My fingers lightly trace down her face, then coming away wet. “You’re gonna be okay. You have to.” She shifts, her face pressing into my hand. I smile at the loving gesture. “Hey! Hurry up douche bag!” I look up to see Henry gasping for breath. “Get her out of the car.” I nod, slipping out of the car and picking her up, her arms wrap around my neck. “Hurry up!” I look up, noting that the sun is starting to sink in the horizon. I carry her over to Henry, who sits down, sweat dripping off his body. “Alright. We gotta wake her up.” I set her down on the table and Henry walks around to where her head rests. He leans in, whispering in her ear. “Trezește-te, sora mea a lunii.” She awakes with a gasp, and I run to her side. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Trezește-te, sora mea a lunii.” I sit up, looking around. Patrick sits beside me, Henry on my opposite side. “Are you okay?” I nod, feeling sweat drip down my skin and fall to the wood of the table. I turn to Henry, frantic. “Did you tell him?” Henry’s eyes flicker to Patrick’s briefly. “No, I thought you would want to when you woke up.” I nod, turning to see Patrick looking at me, a glint in his eye. “You know how I feel about you keeping secrets from me.” I nod, grabbing his hand and fidgeting with his fingers. I wince feeling that familiar old feeling again. “Talk to me. Please.” I nod again, seeing Henry groan as he thumps his head on the table. “We’re running out of time. Tell him.” “Okay. Don’t be a bitch.” He smirks, his eyes closing trying to block out the pain. I turn to Patrick, a smirk on his face. “I should’ve told you this a long time ago. I’m sorry I didn’t, but I was worried you were gonna leave me.” He frowns, groaning. “Please tell you’re not pregnant.” I laugh, smiling. “No, I’m not. Funny though.” I look into his eyes. “I’m a werewolf. That’s why I’m not at school and I don’t respond sometimes. I’m sorry.” He blinks at me, then laughs hysterically. “You’re kidding right.” I grab his face in my hands. “We’ll just show you.” Henry looks up. “Wait what? We’re showing him? I don’t want him to watch.” I glare at him. “If I have to stand in the middle of the woods naked, so do you!” Patrick’s cheeks flush, and Henry rolls his eyes. “Fine, but if he gets insecure, it’s not my fault.” I smirk at Henry, and Patrick looks at me surprised. “Wait, you’ve seen his dick?” I shrug, and Patrick splutters. “It’s fine. You’re bigger than him anyways.” Henry glares at me. “Rude.” I raise my hands, feeling the change starting. “Hey Hen?” He looks up. “What?” “It’s time.” He nods, standing and taking his shirt off. It drops to the floor, soaked in sweat. I stand and Patrick helps lift the soaked shirt from my shoulders, dropping it to the ground. Henry finishes stripping and walks outside. “What the fuck is going on?” I turn to Pat. “I’m serious babe. This is real. Just trust me.” He nods, undoing my pants and helping to peel them from my skin. He smirks up at me. “I thought you could only get this wet because of me.” I shove him lightly. “Oh shut up.” He laughs, standing and helping me finish stripping. “I recommend you stay a little far away.” Henry kneels on the ground, fingers running through his hair. I kneel beside him as the change begins. My bones crack and shift, my skin tearing and falling to the ground. I stand, looking at the tall boy in front of me before we run away.

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[bookloover35]

Patrick Hocksetter x Fem reader- Baby Hocksetter.

Yns Pov:

Fuck, fuck, no no this can not be true I'm pregnant.

When did this happen, how can i tell this to my parents they will get so mad at me, and what should I do should I keep the baby or should I adopt the baby, am I even ready to become a mother.

And now comes the million dollar question should I tell the father of the child that I am pregnant or should I keep quiet about it.

And I know what you are thinking, of course, the father of your child should know that he or she exists.

But what you do not understand is that the father of my unborn child is Patrick Hocksetter himself, the school's own psychopath.

Patrick and I is not in a relationship we are just friends with bennefits I'm really stuck in the glue.

Mother: Sweetie, are you okay?  can you go to school today?

Yn: Um I'm feeling really bad, I'm going to stay home from school today if it's okay?

Mother: Of course it's okay sweetie just take it easy today and rest a lot there is medicine in the medicine cabinet if you need.

Me and your father go and work now but we see each other tonight and we left some money on the kitchen table so you can buy pizza for dinner.

Kiss love you sweetie.

Yn: Okay thank you mom loves you too.

(Timeskip)

What should I do, what should I do, I thought as I walked back and forth in my bedroom.

I know I should tell him I'm carrying his baby.

But with his background and the incident with his little brother, it scares me a little and makes me think about whether I should keep the child.

But the thing is, I've always wanted to be a mother, but not now that I'm so young, and I know he would never hurt me, and I do not think he would hurt our own child.

I definitely know he could never hurt me because we've been friends for so long, I stopped because I heard knocks on my window.

I turned to the window and saw a person I really do not want to meet right now and you can guess who it was Patrick.

I went to the window and opened it, but I did not let him in because right now I do not want to meet anyone.

Yn: What are you doing here Hocksetter!

Patrick: So I ended up at the last name level kitten.

Are you going to stand there or are you going to let me in.

I sighed until I really did not want to meet him, but I let him in anyway and when he came in the first thing he did was he pushed me against the wall and started kissing me very aggressively.

Then he started kissing me on the neck and I knew he was going to leave one mark or another, and at the same time his hands started to wander around my body and he whispered in my ear.

Patrick: Why were you not in school today Kitten, I missed you and I really needed you today has been hard all day.

Yn: I felt bad today.

I said back to him and tried to push him away from me no matter how much I like working with him, I really do not feel like it right now.

Yn: Patrick please stop I do not want to do anything.

Patrick: Come on Kitten I need you, you do not want me too.

I pushed him away lightly and it seemed that it made him a little angry and now he was standing in front of me with arms crossed.

Patrick: What's wrong with you, are you menstruating or why are you a bitch?

Okay now I got angry and I just yelled back at him it was very lucky that my parents are not home.

Yn: I'm pregnant you asshole.

Dunn Dunn dun The end Part two coming soon.

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Patrick Hockstetter x fem reader- Baby Hockstetter.

Where we left Patrick and Yn.

Yns Pov:

What just happened?

I looked up at Patrick confused as to what just happened.

He looked towards me and smiled at me then he looked ahead again.

Okay now I'm extremely confused.

Wasn't he the one who said clearly that he wanted nothing to do with either me or the baby in my belly.

And now technically the whole school knows that he is the father of the child.

All I wanted to do right now was scream at him and tell him to go to hell and leave me alone.

At the same time, I wanted to be in his arms and kiss him and tell him how much I love him.

When we were out of school we walked up to my car and when we got there I was leaning against it with my back to the car and with my hands crossed and just looking at Patrick because I didn't know what to say to him at all now.

He stood in front of me and put both his hands on my waist and put his forehead to my forehead closed his eyes and said.

Patrick: I really want to kiss you now.

But I know I don't deserve it.

I know I've been a pig to you Yn, you deserve someone so much better than me.

But I have a problem I don't want to see you with someone else.

I can't see you with anyone but me.

Yn when you told me you were pregnant I got so scared, you know what happened to my brother.

And I was so scared that it would happen again.

I would never hurt you or our child but I got scared and when I saw how badly people treated you I wanted to hurt them but I was so stupid and cowardly.

I wish I did something at once.

Yn you will always be my girl and i know i don't deserve you.

But I want to be there for you and our child.

I don't give a damn what people say, I could scream all over Derry that I love you and our baby.

I love you sorry I was so stupid I didn't realize it much sooner.

What.

He loves me, he loves me back.

I put my hand on my cheek with tears of joy in my eyes and he opened his eyes and looked at me.

Yn: I love you with your stupid idiot.

I want to hate you but I can't, I love you so much.

And I'm willing to give you a chance because I want you in both my life and our child.

But you have a lot to make up for.

Patrick: Name your price beautiful.

I put my arms around him kissed him and answered back.

Yn: I want you to kiss me every single day, and when the baby is here you get to take those first night shifts AND you don't get to teach our child to play with a lighter and hairspray when he or she is little.

We laughed at what I said and he kissed my forehead and held me and commented back.

Patrick: I can agree with that.

The end.

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[a-pretty-nerd]

Game: Part 7

Concept: After Patrick puts you in a difficult position, you're thrown into a world of fear, chaos, and sex.

A/N: Yeah Yeah Yeah, its been a while! But you guys! I got a real writing job! Yay!!! Also, the writing part of this blog will most likely crash to a hault because Im trying to get my life together and move out. So on and so forth. Thank you guys for reading, ya'll keep me goin ❤

Tag List: @toomuchfandom77 @bartallenisbae @darth-stetter @kreylo-solo @galaxy-moon @patrick-lights-my-fire

Warnings: NSFW, teen pregnancy, emotions, shit, etc.

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Perhaps the worst part of being pregnant, was the fatigue. You didn't wanna get up, you didn't want to do anything and yet at the same time you felt restless. You started to suffer from insomnia, where you'd go days without sleeping. That too was starting to weight heavy on your soul.

Two months had passed since you found out. By that you could guess you were about three months. You weren't showing yet, thank god. But you noticed the gradual gain of random weight. At first, you thought of an abortion. An easy solution to such a problem. But Derry was a small, conservative town. Not only would you not be able to find a doctor to perform such a procedure, but it would cost money, and an already crumbling reputation.

You hadn't told a soul, not even Reggie. Who had asked in private, where you had ignored him. He probably knew from that alone but never had you uttered the word to anyone, not even yourself. You had no girlfriends to confide in. Your parents would sooner throw you from their house than let it be known you were a knocked up slut.

The idea of telling Henry, or Patrick made you even sicker. Patrick had let your attitude go the day after. He stayed in that closet for hours until Henry left. Once your boyfriend had left, you turned to the now closed doors. They slowly creeked open and the lanky monster within slinked out with a cackle. He escaped through your bedroom window, but not before sticking his tongue down your throat.

This was hell. You were sure of it. Patrick must have snapped your neck at some point, or crushed you in the throws of what he calls passion. And this was your eternal torment. Sometimes crying yourself to sleep at night got you some rest, but for the most part you walked around lifeless, and exhausted.

And people were starting to take notice, and concern. On this morning, you leaned again Reggie's car besidr Henry, as usual. Your eyes stared blankly at the road below. Your breathing slow, deep, uncomfortable. Your body sore from the lack of energy and sleep. Your body traded full on vomit for a consistant nausea that resfused to go away.

"Y/N." A sharp voice caught your attention. You blinked a few times as an attempt to shake yourself awake. You looked in the direction. Patrick was staring at you. "That fuck is your problem? You dead or something?" His head hung low as he inspected you.

"I'd rather be." You groaned to yourself as Henry pulled you closer to him.

"She hasn't been sleeping latley." It wasn't in hid usual sleazy tone, and that made you uncomfortable. He said it matter of factly.

"Why?" Vic asked, genuinley. You shrugged.

"Stressed I guees. School n' shit."

"Bullshit, you've always been a C student, and thats only cuz you slack off." Patrick barked.

"Oh fuck off Hockstetter! Leave me alone." You snapped at him, and suddenly you found comfort in the warmth of your boyfriend's body. Henry's body was softer than Patrick's. Just by comparison, Henry was better on a cold winter night. Henry was warm, but rough. Patrick was cold, but soft. Patrick glared you down for the rest of the day.

Naturally, you were going to be in trouble for that reaction. So as soon as you got home, you went for a walk to escape him. You walked for what felt like hours, looking over every plant and rock beside the side walk. Eventually, you came upon the old kissing bridge. The sound of the stream below became relaxing and soothing as the sun came down and a strange haze fell over the world.

You paused, and leaned against the railing of the bridge. Looking down at the water below. You dropped rocks and twigs and watched them plot into the stream. You closed your eyes and let the cool wind wash over you. You wanted to jump.

"Do it. I dare you." Patrick said emotionless behind you. You let him walk to your side, and lean on the railing with you. "It's not deep enough to do the job."

"Leave me alone."

"Not gonna happen." You stood there, and just watched the stream rush. You wanted to punch Patrick. Throw him over and drown him. So much hate and angry for him held within your chest, all you could do was cry.

"Fuck...you..." You croaked.

"Exscuse me?"

"Fuck you. T-This is all your fault! You wouldn't listen to me! Neither of you fuckers would listen to me! And now I'm FUCKED! ALL BECAUSE OF YOUR SELFISH BITCH ASS!" You cried. Pounding your hands on the wood of the bridge. You gasped for air as you sobbed. "Fuck you...fuck you...f-fuck you.." You whimpered. Patrick didn't say a word, he didn't move. Until you looked up at him. His eyes were wide and piercing, surprised and infuriated. His jaw shifted as you watched the gears turn in his head. What was he going to do?? Kill you probably. Apart of you begged for it. What better way? Then, when they found it to be his kid, he'd be locked away forever to suffer as you have.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" His voice was load, and was more of a groan. His jaw locked, tight. Shit...you regretted saying anything at all. Now you couldn't not tell him. He wouldn't have given you a choice.

"I-I..." You swallowed your words, and turned back to the stream.

"Y/N...what the actual fuck are you talking about?" He growled. Shit. Shit. Shit. When you didn't answer, he grabbed you. Shaking you to attention angrily. Digging his clawns into your arms. "TELL ME!" He raged. "FOR FUCKS SAKE, TELL ME!" You whimpered as he shook you, and scratched you. Leaving bruises and broken skin. Small scratches were lift on your arms from him. He only stopped to let you speak ass you cowered from him. You whimpered and cried helplessly.

"I-I’m pregnant." You whispered.

"What!?"

"I'm...pregnant..." You squealed. Patrick stiffened. His eyes still wide as you watched him think. He looked like a marble statue in some museum the way his eyes glassed over. They stared at you, but past you. He moved, fluidly, he sat up. Then suddenly he was starring at you.

"Pregnant..." He stated, calmly. Then his neck craned down again to look at you in the eyes better, he titled his head. "By me?" He asked.

"I-I don't know..." He pushed you away and let go. He looked side to side as if in a bit of a panic and fustration. "It could be either you or Henry-"

"Not Henry."

"Neither of you would listen to me! You never listen to me!" You cried.

"You...are MINE!" He screamed.

"That doesn't stop Henry. Just like how Henry doesn't stop you." You growled. Patrick looked down at the gravel below, breathing heavy. He ran his hands through his greasy black hair. When he looked back up at you, he appeared emotionless. He started walking towards you, in long srides. It scared you, and you forced yourself to move away as he presued you. He caught an arm by hand as before, and attempted to pull you in as you pulled back and tried to get away. "Patrick...Patrick let go of me. Let go!" Panick and terror set in and you began to scream. Patrick's gaze didn't change.

The moment was interrupted by the humming of a vehicle, and then a bark from the driver's seat.

"Hey! Patrick!" Patrick turned his attention away from you, and loosened his grip. Reggie had pulled up. "Y/N!" It was a friendly greeting, that made you realize his true intentions. "Hey, uh, Y/N. I'm on my way home, I pass by your place. Want me to drop you off?" He asked, uneasy. You eagerly nodded, and pulled yourself away from Patrick's grasp. He watched you run to the car, and jump in. Patrick stood and watched you drive away down the road. You turned to Reggie.

"Thank you." You panted.

"What the hell was that all about? What did you do?"

"He...he found out..." The car fell silent.

"Shit..." Reggie whispered. He was hesitant to drop you off at home, but you assured him you'd take care of it. You took every hidden house key outside and brought it in. You locked every door, and every window. No way in hell you'd get sleep that night. Patrick's glassy, emotionless eyes suddenly filling with rage played in your head over and over again.

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[a-pretty-nerd]

Game: Chapter Four

Patrick Hockstetter x reader x Henry Bowers series

Concept: After Patrick puts you in a difficult position, you’re thrown into a world of fear, chaos, and sex.

A/N: Ah! Okay! Shits gonna get good sooooon! Lets goooo the spice is real!!! Ya’ll are lucky I love ya’ll so much cuz it is 2am! Happy Valentines day everybody! 👏❤

Tags: @bartallenisbae @sihakrios28

Warnings: NSFW, cursing, public teasing and sexual activity

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It wasn’t as easy to avoid the situation than you though it would be. Patrick was strategic when it came to you and Henry. Every second Henry wasn’t looking at you, Patrick had a hand somewhere on your person. Preferably on your chest, or ass. You tried your best to swat his wanderinf hands away when Henry was too close for comfort. But that did little to stop him. And it didn’t help that Henry was becoming more and more visibly distracted.

You knew something wasn’t right, and you knew it came from home. But what the hell were you supposed to do? It’s not like you’d get an answer if you asked or anything. And god forbid you try and actually do something. You didn’t want to even think about what he’d do to you then.

You had a few more pressing matters to deal with. Like dealing with the sex-crazed Patrick for one. His lust for you had grown since your first encounter. You had started losing count of how many times he had snuck into your bedroom late at night and fucked you into your mattress. You stopped warning him that you might get pregnant. It never stopped him from emptying his load inside you before. Same went for Henry. Neither of them seemed to listen to you.

Half-way through your summer, you spent a day hanging around Vic’s place. His family wasn’t home, and there wasn’t much to do around town anyways. The biggest thrill of the day, if you could call it that, was stealing a few bags of chips, and sodas from a local gas station. It wasn’t anything new, and the boys seemed bored by it. Not much left to do but sit and chow down and watch a little TV.

You took your place curled up on Henry’s side. His eyes focused on the Tv, you cried to grab a bit of attention by running your fingers through his hair. No such luck. It was like you barely even excisted.

“Theres nothing on!” You heard Belch declare as he flipped through channels. Suddenly a flash of a full on nude chest shot came into the screen and Vic and Henry shouted at him to go back. You felt Patrick give a low chuckle next to you as Belch struggled to go back. It was something about a country style concert, you weren’t really paying attention. You were too busy trying to shift away and wandering hand. Thin and lanky fingers made their way below your ass and took a firm grip. To no avail, the groping continued. You leaned away from Henry slighty to make sure he wouldn’t notice. Or any of the other boys. Your heart raced in your chest.

Fuck. Patrick wasn’t letting up. He leaned in closer even. His lips tickling your ear as he whispered.

“Go to the bathroom. I’ll meet you there in five.” And scratched his unkept nails against your skin. You bit your lip to keep yourself from making a sound. He pulled away, and leaned back. You felt yourself start to sweat and panic.

“I’m gonna take a leak.” You announced awkwardly, standing and walking off to the bathroom. Hearing a half minded Henry joke.

“Don’t fall in.” Making himself smirk as he kept watching the screen. You closed the door, and waited. Maybe, just maybe you could escape out the window? Run home and avoid the whole thing? Your heart jumped out of your chest when you heard the door open, and close. Shit. Shit. Shit.

“Look, Patrick. I can’t do this anymore. It’s not right.” You didn’t have the guts to face him. Staring at the tile wall in front of you. You heard the door lock behind you. When you didn’t get an answer, you started to shake. “I-I” you were cut off by two hands forcing you against the wall. The pressure of not only hands but a whole body pressing you against the wall was sudden and startling. You gasped loudly. Looking up into the icey blue eyes that bared down at you.

“You think you can’t do this anymore?” He growled. “Do you have any idea how much it hurts? Seeing that fuck abuse you like that?” He grinds his hips into your ass. Nursing his erection. “Ignoring such a hot thing like you.” You melt when he stuffs his face in your neck, and he purrs. “It’s fucking criminal.”

“P-Patrick.” You sigh as you feel him undress you from the waist down. Kissing and biting the back of your neck and ear as he hurries to pull himself out of his pants. The familiar feeling of his cock sliding deep inside fills you as you let out another airey gasp of pleasure. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t enjoy this part. The way Patrick made you feel. Drove you crazy.

Suddenly he’s fucking you into the cold tile wall. Your hands, face and chest pressed up against it almost painfully. His thrusts are relentless and if he was going any fast it’d make a loud slapping sound. You heard a knock at the door, and you jump. Patrick only pauses for a second.

“Y/N?” Henry’s voice comes out muffled from behind the door. Patrick lets out a soft, airey chuckle and goes right back to fucking you. You choke on your words and bite your tongue.

“Y-Yeah?”

“You alright?”

“I’m fine!” You insist as Patrick gets rougher. He’s enjoying this bit way, way too much.

“You sure?”

“Yeah! I-I just…feel nauseous is all…ah..shit.” You curse under your breath as your orgasm builds deep inside you.

“Okay.” Henry takes the exscuse, though audibly suspicious in his tone. You heard him shuffle off down the hall. And Patrick holds you tightly by your waist. Wrapping himself around you so he can rest his chin on your shoulder.

“Such a good girl, Y/N.” He speaks. “Taking my cock while telling off your boyfriend. Tell me. Can he make you cum like I can?” He asks, reaching down and playing with your clit with that damned grin on his face. You lose all control, cumming around him easily. “Oohhh fuck.” He grunts. “Haha thats it baby, drain my cock.” Within another minute he starts to shake. Clinging to your body as his orgasm hits him. His hips buck, and he digs himself deep as he can. Leaving small pink scratch marks on your sides as he loses control. Cumming once again, balls deep inside of you. You bites your lip, hard.

Patrick kisses your cheek, and cleans himself up a bit before leaving you in the bathroom to clean yourself up. To sit back down in Henry’s arms with a load leaking out of you in your panties. Patrick has a permanent smile on his crooked lips the rest of the night. Damn him.

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[a-pretty-nerd]

Blackmail (Patrick Hockstetter x reader x Henry Bowers)

Request: "Hey! I saw you take requests, and it's amazing because I love your writings, and I was wondering if you could write one with Patrick and/or Henry and a very shy and quiet reader, where basically they back into her house (for a bet or something) and find like sexy clothes and decide to tease and blackmail her because of this. I hope you understand what I mean, English is not my first language so I hope I didn't make a mess😂" ~ Anonymous

I love this!✌❤

A/N: Yes! Tits true! My inbox is open! Though I'm a little more picky with what I write than last time, you can ask whatever you want as many times as you want. Know that it means a lot to me that you guys like my writing! The sweet encouraging things you guys drop in my inbox litterally give me life! So please, your requests and feedback keep me goin'! ❤

Warnings: NSFW, blackmail, threeway, sex, rough sex, Pat x Hen stuff, Patrick's pan ass, etc, etc, ETC! LETS ROCK N' ROLL!🤘

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You stared down at the blue plastic tray that sat before you. Riddled with slop, goo, and what barley passed as a piece of bread. Derry High being a public school, what were you expecting? Every week day at lunch you had to swallow your pride and what the lunch lady called 'pea soup' all alone in the back of the lunch room.

But latley, lunch was getting more and more interesting. And by interesting I mean, down right annoying. This small group of boys that sat a table away from you had started to pay attention to you. You hate attention. You sit in the back of the lunch room, back of the classroom, you spend P.E. class on the benches, you faced being sick one day so you didn't have to present a paper to the class. You have this general, 'I don't exist' vibe, and you like it that way. No one talks to you, no one picks on you, and you would have rather kept it that way.

But those boys had somehow found you an interesting target as of late. You don't know what triggered it, what made them look at you. But they wouldn't stop starring, talking to one another and then cackling like crows before looking back at you. It made you anxious and sweaty when they looked at you. Like they were planning something. Plotting. And today they took action.

It was a particularly hot spring day, and you were forced to wear a shirt that perhaps wasn't as appropriate as you would have liked. For the first time, the girls were out to play in the wild. And the boys took notice. You're not sure who threw the first shot, but suddenly you felt a scratchy little thing fall down your shirt. You looked down, and found a piece if popcorn sitting happily atop your breasts. You barley had time to remove it before another fell in. Farther this time. You hissed and tugged at the bottom of your shirt so it would drop out. The third hit you in the nose, and then you heard them burdt into laughter. You looked up at the four, Reginald Huggins, Victor Criss, Patrick Hockstetter, and an infamous Henry Bowers sat at the table in front of yours. Laughing like maniacs. It made you red in the face. Almost as red as Reggie's who tried his best not to look, but still his large shoulders bounced as he chuckled. Vic's hand shook Reggie as he laughed through the other hand that covered his mouth. Those two trying not to make too much of a scene. The other two however, didn't give a fuck. The lankiest, limbs flying through the air as he cackled himself to the point of falling out of his seat and falling onto the disgusting yellow tile. He made people stare. And Henry just sat tall and let out a harty laugh.

You starred at them for a moment in disbelief. Then came the anxiety attack that tore through your body. Forcing ribbons of tears to fall from your eyes. People were starring at you. All the eyes, all the attention. You bolted out of the room to hide in the bathroom till your next class before you could go home. You walkes home with red eyes and a tight frown you held as the event still played through your brain and gave you the shivers. Never again would you wear that shirt. You were burning it as soon as you got home.

Of course you didn't really burn it. You threw it in the hamper and changed into a baggy T-shirt to match the way you felt. You felt like crawling into bed and hidding away. But the world wouldn't let you. You were shaken by the loud chime of your doorbell. You made your way to the front door with a confused look on your face. You unlocked the door and peeked from the crack you opened to look at the guests on your front porch. Your heart painfully leaped out of your chest and you used all your might to try and close it. But a sturdy hand firmly planted itself, and pushed so you couldnt.

"Aw, c'mon kid. Don't be like that." A naisally voice cooed.

"We just came to apologize for our little...joke at lunch today." Henry pushed the door open further, there was no use in you fighting.

"H-How did you know where I live?" You quivered as Patrick slinked past you and into the entryway.

"Doesn't matter." He muttered.

"Your parents home?"

"No- But you can't- hey- I said-" You tried to argue but they came in anyways.

"Nice place, Y/N." Henry commented as he looked around, as Patrick started to climb the stairs. Wait, your room was up there. He can't see your room. They can't see whats in your room.

"Hey!" You shouted at Patrick who paused. His head slowly turned to look down at you standing there by the now closed front door. "You can't be up there!" You warned him. He looked back down the hallway upstairs, then back at you.

"Why? Whats up here?" His smile reached from ear to pierced ear. Oh shit.

"Nothing, its just, my parent's room is-"

"Oh, but we're not interested in your parents room." Henry chuckled at Patrick's retort before they both made their way there. You managed a few weak words of protest as you rushed to follow them. You started to panic as they made their to your room, and opened the door.

"Lets see, what do we have here?" Henry asked himself as he first made his way to your dresser. Oh no. Oh no no no! You lunged for the dresser but you were too late. "O-hohooo!!" Henry reached in with his fingers and let the pefectly layed out fabric glide across his rough skin.

"Oh shit! I knew it!" Patrick looked into the drawer, both of them grinning like absolute idiots. Your heart raced. "I told you she was a freak!" Patrick nudged Henry as he held up a particularly prized piece of yours. A very lacy, very white and very revealing bra.

"Takes one to know one!" Henry insulted him, but neither truly cared. Too wrapped up in the discovery. You'd have thought they'd found a pirates treasure to way they handled the tiny pieces of fabric. You had a thing for pretty underwear. It was something of a self-esteem bust, even in your social crippled world, like any other it made you feel pretty. It was for you. Even the black one with all the tight straps and the underwear that was practically string. This was your little secret. Was.

"Put this one on!" Patrick demanded with a goofy grin as he turned to you.

"W-What? No!" You denied. It caught Henry's attention.

"I bet she's wearing one right now." He cooed. They turned away from the dresser and started to advance.

"Get away from me!" You shouted as you backed up. You tried to run, but Henry grabbed your arms and held you there.

"We'll make you a deal hot stuff. You give us a little show, and no one has to know about this." They smiled at you with cruel, knowing grins. "And if you don't, and you kick us out. Everyone will know about your dirty little secret. How you dress like a little slut under all that."

"False modesty." Patrick added. Your chest heaved as you thought for a moment. A little too long before Henry's fingers loosened and they began walking past you.

"Have it your way. Guess you better get used to all the new attention at school, slut."

"Wait!" You cried in a panic. They turned back to you with knowing smiles. You swallowed hard. "What...did you want to see?" You said with practically a whisper. They laughed.

"Atta girl." They walked back into the room, and closed your bedroom door behind you. You barley had time to say a word before Patrick reached down and practically threw your clothes off of you. He smiled, pressing his front to your now semi-bare back as he looked down at your underwear. "Look at that. Pink." He chuckled above you. You cowered under him as he practically inspected your form. You felt the pricking of denim on your lower back, above your butt.

"It's alright I guess." Henry shrugged it off. "I want to see her in this." He threw a bright ruby red piece onto your bed. Patrick grunted with approval. You reached for it, and hid in your small walk-in closet to change. When you came out in a basic red bra and panty decorated with lace and hearts, you found the boys patiently sitting on your bed. Their eyes lit up with curiousity, and lust when they saw you. You could have sworn that Henry nearly creamed his pants the way he looked at you. Patrick didn't seem too impressed, though his eyes didn't look away. The adrenaline rush you got from this. It was a little, nice. You started to feel a little, good. And the way they looked at your body, the end all be all of that moment. It made you a little more confident.

"This one." Patrick threw a one piece at you. A complicated piece to put on with straps, and sheer fabric. It was borderline bdsm. It barley covered what it needed to. You stepped out, and found both intriged but not satisfied.

"What? You don't like it?" You asked nervously.

"Why? You want us to like it?" Henry probbed with a cruel grin. You shrugged. The next one, was something you didn't wear very often, simply out of fear that you'd ruin it. The white piece Patrick first layed eyes on but Henry didn't look too excited for. Of course, the restricted bulges in their worn jeans said otherwise. When you opened the door, you watched as Henry shifted uncomfortably in his seat on your bed. All eyes were on you, no one said a word. You couldn't help but smile coyly.

"This ones my favorite." You admitted as you rocked your body from side to side playfully. Finally Patrick smiled and stood.

"Mine too." He cooed, his lithe fingers reaching for some loose fabric and grazing his skin against to feel it. His hot heavy breath crashing into your neck as he loomed over you, getting closer and closer. He inspected your body in the garment with those inquisitive eyes. Henry grew more and more hot headed as Patrick started to touch your bare flesh. Gliding his knuckles against your shoulder, back, belly, thighs, anywhere, teasingly. Egging Henry on to say or do something. "What do you think Henry? I'd like to see the blue one on next-"

"I don't want to see anymore of that shit!" He barked. Patrick just looked at him and smiled. "I want a different show." He told you as he stood and sauntered closer to you. Your cheeks went red.

"Different?" You asked, knowing damn well what he meant but being too damn scared to admit it.

"I want more." He growled as his hand reached out and firmly pressed against your hip.

"Hey, I was here first." Patrick told him, faking jealousy.

"Fuck off." He told him as he leaned in to kiss you. Henry's lips were shockingly soft, and the kiss was surprisingly sweet. Even as it heated up, he was gentle and conservative. He made you moan into his lips. When he pulled away, he latched onto you neck and pulled you close by your hips. Suddenly you felt pressure on your back, and long fingers forced your face up. Patrick kissed you from above and Henry felt you up. Patrick's kisses were more liberal, passionate, and spiced. His touch was more gentle than Henry's were. He was more patient, Henry was needy.

Henry made a fustrated grunt when he couldn’t get your bra off, he sounded almost like an angry child. You went to remove it yours, but Patrick beat you to it. He tossed it to the side and got the first grope. From behind, he reached from underneath and held them tightly. Rubbing in circles as he pinched at your nipples. He chuckled into your neck when you made a soft squeak. Once he let go, Henry took a turn roughly groping and sucking as he pleased. Patrick rubbed his clothed crotch against your as. Grinding up against you, forcing you to likewise grind into Henry. Who's erection was getting painful with excitement.

"I want her first." Henry growled after another needy kiss as he started undressing himself in a hurry. Patrick held your half naked body and rocked you from side to side with affection. You leaned back into him with your eyes closed. Your brain completely fogged over with lust.

"You said we had to take turns?" Patrick chuckled.

"Me, I did." Henry barked at him. "I don't want your dick in my way. This was my idea anyway!" He pulled you away from Patrick, and glared at him as he took you in his arms. He began kissing and loving on you as he took you to your bed. He had you get on the bed and bend over doggy stile. He pulled down your damp panties and he let out a satisfied sigh of approval before he rubbed his tip against you. You heard him shutter as he entered you. Your jaw dropped and your mouth hung open as he began fucking you. The feeling ran over your body in a pleasurable warmth. Patrick took the opportunity. He undressed himself, and was stroking himself as he walked over to the other side of the bed. He ran his fingers through your hair before he pulled your forward so his tip slipped between your lips.

"Good girl." He forced your head to bob up and down on his cock as Henry rammed you from behind. Your eyes practically rolled back inside your head as you sucked Patrick's big cock. You couldn't make it to his base. Suddenly you felt yourself grow weaker, yet stronger? The strange sensation of a building orgasm as you were rocked between two worlds. You let out helpless sounds of pleasure as you were tossed back and forth. You let out an almost angry and fustrated grunt when Henry came before you. Having tired himself out, he passed out on your bed beside you. Leaving you unsatisfied. "That bastard." Patrick grunted, pulling his cock out of your mouth and walking around the bed. You gasped as you felt him enter you. "I'll give you what you need, baby." He held onto your hips and began thrusting. Deeper, harder, and you were already so close, it kept building.

"F-Fuuuuuuck" you moaned as you gripped onto your bed sheets.

"Haha thats it. Cum for me Y/N." He called to you as he fucked you, relentlessly. He had you practically screaming as you came around his cock. He let out a surprised huff as you shook under him. He came a few good thrusts after you. He panted over you as his hands let go of your hips, where he left small marks from holding onto you so hard. You panted with him, laying on your bed and taking a moment of rest. When you opened your eyes and looked up at Patrick, he was starring down at the passed out Henry. Patrick looked up at you and licked his lips before he reached over. He fondled Henry as he layed there.

"What are you doing?" You asked him.

"He may cum fast, but the fucker can reload quick." You muffled a laugh, covering your mouth. You watched Henry as his head shifted and his face scrunched up. When Henry was completely up again, Patrick looked at you. "Watch this." He knelt down by the bed and began licking Henry's cock.

"Mmmhh" he moaned with his eyes still closed, still in a passed out daze. Patrick continued, to the point where he was sucking him completely. Taking him entirely. "Mmmhhh Y/N." Henry moaned your name. You stiffled another laugh as you watched them. Until Henry let a struggled grunt, and a few daze hip thrusts later. Henry came into Patrick's mouth. Once sure he was done, he pulled himself up. Keeping his mouth closed as he crawled onto the bed with you. Henry's eyes fluttered open just in time to watch you. Patrick reached out and grabbed the back of your neck to pull you to a kiss. The residue of Henry's orgasm on Patrick's tongue going to you. You kissed Patrick back in the moment as he held you close to him.

From then on, you had new friends at school. The Bowers Gang were well acquainted with you, and shockingly they kept your little secret that turned dirty.

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Patrick x A Girl Into Witchcraft Moodboard

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Game: Chapter Three

Henry Bowers x reader x Patrick Hockstetter fic

Concept: After Patrick puts you in a difficult position; you’re thrusted into a world of fear, chaos, and sex.

A/N: I know Im going off of my series schedule with this, but I’ve been neglecting this series! And I needed me some more bowers boys! As always, your requests and feedback keep me goin! ✌❤

Warnings: NSFW, cursing, the boys being bows. Yknow, the basics.

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It was hard to stay awake in the state that Patrick left you. You fell asleep almost instantly. Waking up the next morning, your entire body aching. Sore, with a splitting headache. You ran your fingers through your air, sighing deeply as you sat up in bed. You looked over at the clock on your bedside table. Noon. You groaned, and hopped off of your mattress. Feeling heavy, and disgusting.

The bright light of day blinded you as you shuffled to your door. The event of the night before playing in your head over and over again. What have you done? That thought ran through your head as you stepped into the shower and let warm water soak into your skin. A small attempt to wash away the sin. But not matter how much you hated it, that small part of you celebrated your new affair. This was it. The beginning of something new. You had no choice but to break it off with Henry now, right? As much as you cared for him, he’d never truly returned your affection, or cared for you as much either.

You struggled to get dressed to say the least. Your mind wasn’t working quite right. And you were in no mood to look cute. You condemned yourself to a high waisted pair of torn jeans, and a T-shirt. But before you really had time to process the heavy pressure of just exhibiting, the loud sound called out to you. The obnoxious honk from that car, yanked you down stairs. Your feet stumbled over you, as you swung the front door open.

“Y/N! Get in!” You heard Belch shout from his car, which anxiously putted outside your front yard. It was just him, and Vic in the passenger side. Which, was odd. Wouldn’t he have picked up Henry before you? You hopped down the sidewalk as you pulled your shoes onto your feet. Climbing back into back seat.

“Hey guys, what’s up?” You ask as you slam the car door behind you. Belch starts the car, and is halfway down the block before Vic answers.

“Ah, nothin! We thought we’d grab you first since you were closest.” He explains. You watch the road as you listen to the loud music playing through the speakers. You don’t question anything until Belch pulls up to Patrick’s. Your heart jumps with fear, and excitement. He honks the horn a view times as you sit there.

“Why Henry’s last?” You question. Belch shrugs.

“Henry said he wanted to hang out by the creek today, Henry’s the closest to it.”

“Right…” You don’t want to be suspicious, but you knew Henry wasn’t going to like that you were with the guys without him. He was possessive like that. Or maybe not as possessive, as he was cautious. After all, Patrick had proved time and time again to be a hassle. The slamming of a door attracts your attention, and you watch Patrick mosey across his lawn. His long legs leading him towards you. You swear that crooked smile of his, is bigger than usual. He opens the car door, and slides in next to you.

“Hey.” He gives the guys a nod, and Belch drives off again.

“The creek, huh? Henry say why?” You ask. Wondering why you weren’t told by him. You just spoke to him the night before. You try to avoid looking at Patrick. Keeping your sight forward. Away from his general presence

“Not really.” It doesn’t take long to get to Henry’s, but the ride is uncomfortable for the simple fact that Patrick is there. You can feel when his eyes are starring at you. More than usual. Of course more than usual, after last night. You watch Henry walk out of his house, his head hung low. Somethings wrong. “Your old man get on you about the knife?” Henry angrily shuffles next to you, and spits out the side of tbe car.

“That fat fuck knows if he touches me, I’ll kill him.”

“Knife? The one he-”

“Don’t ask, Y/L/N!” Your boyfriend barks at you. His eyes dart from you, to Patrick, behind you. “Where the hell were you Yesterday!?” He shouts.

“Got caught up. Had a date.” He chuckles. And you feel a deep shiver go down your spine.

“You? A date? Who’d fuck you?” You. You fucked Patrick. Or rather, he fucked you. You dont even want to look at him. His smile widens and he licks his lips while he blue eyes hop from friend to friend.

“Y'Know Lesley’s older sister?” He asks. A lie. But he sells it with pride.

“No, fucking, way!” Vic shouts, hitting him on the shoulder from the front. The hot older sister of a fellow student. She just graduated high school, and she’s become the whole town’s obsession. Patrick just nods, and cackles as Belch drives off again. Henry’s arm finally finds it’s way around your shoulder as you ride. Simultaneously providing a comforting, and terrifying feeling. You never thought you could feel that way. When you reach the creek, which sits at the end of a hill, you pick up a few rocks and stary skipping. Henry lays down in the rocks, and just lays there. You watch him, as the other three fumble to find something to just keep themselves busy. Henry’s acting weird. Vic joins you in skipping rocks across the river. Only for that small moment of peace to be interupted.

“Fuck this!!!” Henry finally shouts. He gets up, and chucks a large rock into the water. You all stand and watch him as he rages. Throwing rocks, and branches into the water. He eventually manages to tire himself out. Panting. You all stare. All you can hear is the creek, until the pedals of a bike fumble through. The four look up the tree decorated hill. A local boy, Mike is riding by. And you curse to yourself. They’ve spotted their target. Theres not stopping them now. Before you knew it, you’re hiding in the car as you wait for them to come back from their attack. You cant count how many times you’ve tried to stop them, but it’s just Henry. And Patrick doesn’t help.

They come back whimpering with their tails tucked between their legs. Bruises decorating them as they struggle to make it to the car.

“Where’s Henry?” You ask as the three get into the car. “Hey! You fuckers leave him!?” You shout. When he trips over himself getting up the hill, you run to his aid. Blood dripping down the side of his head. You curse as you get him into the car. He refuses to go home to get patched up, so your left to host the gang at your empty house. “What the hell happened to you guys?” You ask, as you wipe away the blood from Henry’s forhead. Patrick sits on the floor, his legs outstretched as he stares at you. Belch covers his busted nose with an ice pack, and Vic settled for a band aid or two.

“We were ambushed.” Patrick bucks up with a smile.

“Shut the fuck up, Hockstetter!” Henry demands. No one else wants to answer you. And you’re left there in deep tension and silence as you sit on your couch. To distract the group, you turn on the Tv. And that seems to do the trick until it gets late. You get up to use the bathroom, and when you come out. You hear footsteps behind you, down the hallway. You stop in your tracks, and let a hand push your shoulder into the wall beside you. Those blue eyes meet yours, and you feel Patrick’s lips crash into yours. You moan softly, very aware that Henry’s in the other room.

“I can’t do it. I can’t break up with him. Not tonight anyways.” You Practically whine. Patrick’s brow knits together for a brief moment in amusement and confusion.

“Who said I wanted you to break up with him?”

“Well, last night w-we-”

“Last night. I claimed you. Now you know who you belong to.” He breathed into your ear. “That doesn’t concern Henry.” You quickly hear shuffling come around the corner, and Patrick throws himself away as you watch Henry walk into the hallway.

“Get your bitch ass away from my girl!” He demands. And Patrick can’t help but give a smile and a chuckle.

“Sure thing.” He shakes his head, as he walks away. You can practically feel the fury in your boyfriend’s eyes as he stands there burning. Your wrist is snatched, and you’re pulled up the stairs while he shouts.

“Out! All of you! Go home!” And he pulls you up to your room. You try to stop him, pull away somehow. But he doesn’t even notice your struggle. He tosses you into your room before slamming the door behind you. Once he practically rips off his own shirt, you take a good guess as to what you’re in for. So you reach over to your bedside table to grab a condom. When you pull one out, Henry just tosses it aside and orders you to get naked. He’s in desperate need of release.

“H-Henry” He stomps over, and roughly undresses you himself. “But what about-”

“Shut up! I don’t want to hear another word out of you! You’re mine to fuck how I want, when I want. So stop talking, and bend over!” He forces you to bend over the bed. Ripping off the small fabric of your panties. You go to protest, but before you can. He thrusts his cock deep inside of you. And without hesitation starts fucking you. The bed is already shaking as he pounds himseld into you over, and over again. You let out surprised, and pleasured cries as he fucks you. He digs his nails into your flesh as he keeps one hand on your hips. The other pulls your hair, forcing your head up. He lets out grunts and curses, feeling you. You don’t expect to cum so quickly, or at all for that matter. But you do, and it drives him wild. Drives him deeper. You grip onto the sheets as you feel him twitch, and cum inside of you.

“H-Henry…Y-You came inside.” You whine. And he appears to just ignore you as he pulls out and shakes off his state of mind.

“Better than a condom!” He shouts, and smacks your ass before he gets dressed. His loud wasn’t as big as Patrick’s, but it easily falls out of you as you stand. “You’re mine. You hear?” He tucks his hand under your chin and pulls it close to his face. You nod, exhausted. “Good girl.” He roughly kisses you before pushing you to the bed. Tossing a thank you behind him as he walks out of the room.

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2020 Masterlist

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*=Smut

The 100

Jasper Jordan:

*Chipped

*Jealousy Gets You Somewhere

*Dirty Talk

Imagine Prologue *Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 (Finale)

*Join Me

*Pole Dancer

Sweet Boy

That Time Of The Month

*Confusion

*Not Yet Pet  *Part 2

*Sorry

*More

*Heated Lovin’

*A Little Fun

*Wanting

*Now What?

Golden Passion Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 *Chapter 3 *Chapter 4 Chapter 5

*Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 (Finale)

*Tease

Jasper Jordan Mess  

The Comic Prologue  Chapter 1 Chapter 2 *Chapter 3 

Sick 

Run 

Bellamy Blake:

*Hot

*All Mine

*Fuck

*Hooters

John Murphy:

*Biting

That Time Of The Month

*You Asked For It

*Pleasantly Surprised

*Homemaker

*Better

*Truth Or Dare

*You Flirt

*Really Really Really Rough

*Useful

Madness Prologue Chapter 1 *Chapter 2 *Chapter 3 Chapter 4 *Chapter 5

Chapter 6 *Chapter 7 *Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Finale!  

*Aw Nutz

The Trial *Part 2 

Trust 

Monty Green:

*Pole Dancer

Raven Reyes:

*Beautiful Bird

JasperxReaderxBellamy:

*Unity Day Fun

JasperxReaderXMurphy:

*Proposition  

JasperxReaderxMonty:

*Starry Night

BellamyxReaderxMurphy:

*Puddle

RasperxReader:

*Relax

Gift *Gift 2  

*Run  (College Au) 

Rodrick Heffley

*Untitled

*It’s So Wrong, But SO RIGHT Part 2 Part 3 *Part 4 *Part 5

*Silent, Not-So-Holy Night

*Sneak A Peak

*Rivalry

*Marks

*Pegging?!

Country Club

*His Van

*Guilt

Roller Rink

*In Trouble

*Shut Him Up

*Wait, Really!? 

*Glory 

More Devon Bostick Characters 

Pages Prologue *Part 1 *Part 2 *Part 3 *Part 4 Part 5 *Part 6 (Finale)

*Behind The Scenes

50 Shades Of Devon Prologue Part 1 Part 2 *Part 3 *Part 4 *Part 5 *Part 6 *Part 7 *Part 8 *Part 9

*My Good Side

*Squirting Hcs 

Freddie Klein: 

 *Summer Fling 

Leo Strange:

*Happy Halloween

Casper Galloway:

*V-V-Virgin!?  

*A Close One

Adam:

*Party

*Kiss And Make Up  

Half Way House

IT 2017

General: 

Trick or Treat 

Patrick Hockstetter:

Untitled

General Headcanons

*I Don’t Care

*Be Gentle, Okay!?  

*I Forgot  

*Quarry Quickie 

The Day After 

*Night Out   

Meeting The Parents  

*Red Handed

Henry Bowers:

*Take That

*Work? What’s That? 

Unlikely Friends  

*Mine Now 

*Lollipop  

*Blue Balls 

PatrickxReaderxHenry:

Game Prologue Chapter 1 *Chapter 2 *Chapter 3 *Chapter 4 *Chapter 5 *Chapter 6 *Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10  *Chapter 11  Chapter 12!Finale!  Epilogue  

*Blackmail  

New Year, New Girl   Part 2  

Poly!BowersGangxReader: 

Oh My! * Part 2 

*RoadTrip  

Star Wars

Bodhi Rook:

*Sweetheart

*Sex Headcanons

*Warm Welcome

You’re In A Relationship With Bodhi

You’re Bodhi’s Pregnant Girlfriend Part 2 *Part 3 Part 4

Cassian Andor:

*Sex Headcanons

*Promiscuous Boy

More Owen Teague Characters

Nolan Rayburn:

*You Walk In On Nolan

Hate Turns To Love Imagine *Part 1 Part 2

So You’ve Accidentally Cut Your Finger  

Sweet 

*Thursday Night 

Ryan “Trick” Trebecki:

New In Town Imagine Part 1 *Part 2

Sweet  

Otis:

Otis And His Angel

Owen Teague Character Period Hcs 

Misc. Characters 

Chris Evans:

*Rough Sex

Loki:

*Fight 

Jay (Okja):

*Relief

The Umbrella Academy

Klause Hargreeves:

*NSFW headcannons

*NSFW Part2 Electric Boogaloo  

*Look at You! (Fem!reader)

*Wild Ride (fem!reader)

*Lookin’ Good(fem!reader)

*Makeup (fem!reader)

*Stay (male!reader)

*Sunshine (fem!reader)

*I Think We’re Alone Now (fem! reader)

*Whole Again

*Good Boy (Male!Reader) 

*Revealing (fem!reader)  

*Hair Pulling (Gender Neutral Reader) 

*Torture (fem!Reader) 

*Only You (fem!Reader) 

*I Wanna Push Your Limits (fem!Reader) 

*Mommy~ (fem!Reader)  

My Hero Academia

Shota Aizawa: 

*relationship headcannons 

Trying Again (AizawaxFem!reader) :

Prologue , Chapter 1 , 

Pregnancy headcannons  

Katsuki Bakugou

Safe Space 

Tamaki Amajiki: 

*relationship headcannons

Pregnancy headcannons  

Hitoshi Shinsou: 

*relationship headcannons

Pregnancy headcannons  

Tomura Shigaraki: 

*relationship headcannons

Pregnancy headcannons  

*Verse!Shiggy NSFW headcannons  

Boyfriend Cheats and Shigaraki Comforts

Shigaraki, The Family Man  

Shigaraki x Pregnant!Reader: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4  Part 5 

Rebellion (ShigarakixAllMight!Daughter!Reader) :

Prologue , Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, 

Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9  Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 

Chapter 13 chapter 14 Chapter 15 

Devil May Cry

V (Vitale):

*General Headcannons (SFW/NSFW) 

*Good Morning 

Holiday Heartache 

Dilf V 

*Repaying His Debt 

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Patrick-Hockstutter’s Masterlist

Fics: 

Follow My Lead  (NSFW)

Cigarettes After Sex

Try to Remember / Part 2 (Part 1 NSFW)

The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot

Marked As His Part 1 / Part 2  (Part 2 NSFW)

A Little Less Worse Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3  (Part 3 NSFW)

Wasn’t the Right Time

If That’s What You Want

Everyday Is Like Sunday

Heart Shaped Pills

Don’t Ask Me for Patrick x Pregnant!Reader, This is the Post

Drive Safe (NSFW)

Face Paints

Headcanons:

Bowers Gang s/o Tattoos

Dating Patrick Hockstetter

Dating Henry Bowers

Dating Belch Huggins

Dating Victor Criss

Dating the Bowers Gang

Sleeping Next to Patrick Hockstetter

Sleeping Next to Henry Bowers

Living in the Sewer with Pennywise

Bowers Gang on Christmas

Bowers Gang on Halloween

Modern Bowers Gang

Bowers Gang in Quarantine (modern)

Bowers Gang + s/o Couple Costumes

Patrick Hockstetter’s Goth Girlfriend

Bowers Gang Taking Care of s/o After Surgery

Bowers Gang Taking Care of s/o After Wisdom Teeth

Bowers Gang Taking Care of a Sick s/o

Bowers Gang Comforting a s/o

Protective Bowers Gang

Bowers Gang Insecurities

Bowers Gang With an Affectionate s/o

Saying ily to the Bowers Gang

Bowers Gang With a Singing s/o

Bowers Gang Fashion

Bowers Gang Memelords

Bowers Gang Free Time

Bowers Gang Favorite Foods

Bowers Gang Sex Headcanons (after a while)  (NSFW)

Patrick Hockstetter Sex Headcanons  (NSFW)

Patrick Hockstetter Kissing Headcanons

Patrick Hockstetter Physical Appearance

Patrick Hockstetter Physical Contact

Patrick Hockstetter Showering Habits

Patrick Hockstetter Soft Spot

Patrick Hockstetter Anger

Patrick Hockstetter Predictive Text (modern)

Henry Bowers Sex Headcanons  (NSFW)

Henry Bowers Sleeping Habits

Henry Bowers Anger

Henry Bowers Driving and Showering Headcanons

Belch Huggins Hugging and Kissing Headcanons

Victor Criss Sleeping Habits

Victor Criss Anger

Patrick Hockstetter and Belch Huggins Sleeping Habits

Henry physical contact/Patrick favorite possession/Belch driving/Victor physical appearance

Love Note: Handwritten

Run Away With Me: Handwritten 

Imagines:

Patrick’s Boy-Toy

Henry’s Confession

Pennywise’s Make-Up

Chat Posts:

If Patrick Invented Glue

Patrick's Social Skills

Patrick's Math Quiz

Patrick's Madness

Patrick and Henry’s Pet Play

Patrick, you there?

Henry’s Breakfast

DRUNK AS HELL

Bowers Gang Optimism

Text Posts/Pictures/Videos/Quotes:

1k+ Face Reveal and Follow Forever

2k+ Follower Event and Follow Forever

3k+ Bowers Gang Playlist and Follow Forever

Fem!Patrick

Fem!Patrick Pt. 2

Happy Halloween

Cute Girlfriend < Clown Stan

Henry Bowers Vs Billy Hargrove

Who Gave Owen Teague the Right

Daddy Patrick

Zombie Patrick is my New Aesthetic

I'd Rather be Killed by Patrick

Henry’s Sexual Innuendo

Never Speak to Me or My Son Ever Again

Bowers Gang Petition

Join The Bowers Gang!

Blogging About Hockstetter

Patrick’s High School Fantasy 

Study Hall With Victor

Life in an 80s Movie

Roommate Calls Me the Fuck Out

Henry’s Hand

Henry’s Soft Spot

Belch Hug Me

Did Someone Say Trans Am?

Bang the Bowers Gang

Pennywise Jokes > Dad Jokes

Pennywise in Animal Crossing? What is this a Crossover Episode?!

Fuck Pennywise

Pennywise Smut?

Pennywise Pick Up Lines

IT 101

Friday the 13th

Henry Angst

Fuck Yo Drama

Why I Was MIA

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[a-pretty-nerd]

MasterList Update!

The 100:

Jasper Jordan x Reader: 

Chipped Jasper x reader smut (dubcon) *Smut*

Jealousy Gets You Somewhere *Smut*

Unity Day Fun (Jasper/Bellamy Threeway) **SMUT**

Dirty Talk *Smut*

Join Me *Smut* 

Pole Dancer HCs (Includes Monty) 

Sweet Boy 

Period HCs  (Includes Murphy) 

Confusion *Smut* 

Not Yet Pet 1 & Not Yet Pet 2 *Smut* 

Sorry *Smut* 

More  *Smut* 

Heated Lovin’  *Smut* 

Starry Night  (Jasper/Monty Threeway) **SMUT** 

A Little Fun *Smut* 

Wanting  *Smut* 

Now What?  *Smut* 

Imagine,Pregnant!Reader Series: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4  Part 5 Part 6 Part 7  Part 8 Finale!  

Tease *Smut*  

Golden Passion! Series: Chapter 1  Chapter 2 Chapter 3  Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9(Finale!)         

John Murphy x Reader: 

Biting *Smut* 

You Asked For It *Smut* 

Pleasantly Surprised  *Smut* 

Homemaker *Smut*  

Better  *Smut* 

Truth or Dare  *Smut* 

You Flirt *Smut* 

Really Really Really Really Rough *Smut* 

Useful *Smut*  

Madness! Series: Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6     Chapter 7  Chapter 8  

Aw Nutz *Smut* 

Bellamy Blake x Reader: 

Hot *Smut* 

Puddle (Bellamy/John Threeway) **SMUT** 

All Mine *Smut*   

Fuck  *Smut* 

Raven Reyes x Reader: 

Relax  (Raven/Jasper Threeway) **SMUT** 

Beautiful Bird *Smut*  

Star Wars: 

Bodhi Rook x Reader: 

Sweetheart *Smut*

Sex HCs 

Warm Welcome *Smut* 

You’re Bodhi’s Girlfriend,Series: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 

Cassian Andor x Reader

Sex HCs 

Precious Boy *Smut* 

Rodrick Heffley: 

You Should Suck My Dick *Smut* 

 It’s So Wrong but So Right!Series: Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4 Part 5 

 Silent Night, Not So Holy Night 

Sneak a Peak *smut* 

Secrets Out  

Oopse!  (Pregnant!Reader) 

Rivalry  *Smut* 

Marks *Smut*

His Hot Older Brother  *smut* 

Pegging!?  *Smut* 

Country Club  

His Van  *Smut* 

Guilt  *Smut* 

Okja’s Jay x Reader

Relief  *Smut* 

Devon Bostick: 

Pages! Series: Part 1  Part 2 Part 3  Part 4 Part 5 Part 6(Finale!)      

Behind The Scenes  *Smut* 

Fifty Shades of Devon! Series: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6  Part 7  

Leo Strange: Happy Halloween *Smut* 

 Casper Galloway: V-V-Virgin!? *Smut* ,  A Close One  *Smut* 

My Good Side  *Smut* 

Marvel: 

Chris Evans x Reader: 

Rough Sex *Smut*  

Adam From Being Charlie: 

Party  *Smut* 

Kiss and Make Up  *Smut* 

Half-Way-House  

Bowers Gang: 

Game!(Patrick Hockstetter/Henry Bowers x reader) Series: Chapter 1 Chapter 2    Chapter 3  Chapter 4  Chapter 5  

Henry Bowers x Reader: 

Take That  *Smut* 

Trick x Reader: 

New in Town: Part 1 & Part 2  

Nolan x Reader: 

Hate Turns to Love: Part 1 & Part 2  

Otis Material: 

Me Screaming 

 Moodboard & Video  

Otis and His Angel