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bella-goths-wife · 3 months
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How reader could manipulate the bowers gang boys
Again, please enjoy my attempts at being deep writer while being sick and sad
I do not intend to romanticise or encourage any of the following warnings, my writing is solely for entertainment and informational purposes. I do not support or condone any and all abuse and I do not believe in any of the various themes I write about.
Henry bowers:
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As we've established in previous posts, Henry craves to be taken care of
His mother was the only person who cared about him until his dad scared her off, and now he has no one
His dad couldn't give less of a shit about him, and while he sees the boys as his brothers, he'd never discuss thoughts and feelings with them because he was their leader and he can't seem weak
But you, you were so gentle and kind to those around you
Sure, you looked cold and sometimes you'd act like an arrogant bitch
But he saw how you acted with Beverly, before he made you his
You knew she struggled, so you'd make her an extra lunch and offer her a shoulder to cry on
Something about watching those interactions made Henry's skin crawl with an ugly jealousy which he mistook for anger and disgust
That's why he was so intent on hurting you the day he and the boys followed you after school, so he could take out his frustrations
But then he and the other boys saw you dancing, and he knew you'd be perfect
The way you could manipulate Henry is by really playing into the caregiver role
Make his lunches, write him little notes on them, offer to trim his hair, cook his dinners, offer to do his laundry and take care of his wounds after fights
Really act like you care about Henry, make him believe that you can be relied on
Make Henry believe that you are the one person in the world who cares about him and you'll be in for a world of surprises
As time goes on Henry will reveal more about himself, in his own gruff and verbally abusive fashion
But there will be a gentleness that's unlocked within him, it's minuscule when looking at it through the societal norms but if you view it as someone who has experienced his abuse for months, the change can be unexpected
If you do something wrong, as long as it's only minor (like burning his food slightly or not responding the first time he speaks), he'll turn a blind eye to it for the first time it happens instead of yelling and hurting you
And if he does decide to 'punish' you, he'll clean up your wounds instead of making you work through it and he'll make sure to avoid body parts that are vital to your ballet dancing
He'll also become more affectionate in his own way
He'll hold you at night in a way that used to be rough and only a precaution in case you tried to do something while he slept, but now his hold is less bruising and held more adoration then before
If you want to manipulate Henry, then the best way to do this is to voice your opinion while he holds you
It's really the only time he'd listen, so you'd have to make sure you do it correctly and you don't overuse it because he would eventually catch on
But if you wanted something to change within the group, your best chance is to mention it during this time
For example, if you didn't want to be around Patrick for too long, all you'd have to say to Henry is "Patrick makes me uncomfortable sometimes when he touches me"
And suddenly, your around Patrick by yourself less and less by Henry's command
Another route you could take is to cause conflict within the group, for example
You could say something like "Patrick's been quite demanding lately, he told me not to make you lunch tomorrow and to make it for him instead"
This will plant seeds of doubt in Henry's mind and will cause problems amongst the boys
The only side effect to this manipulation is a very needy, clingy and possessive Henry who feels the need to have you around 24/7 since you take such good care of him
Patrick Hockstetter:
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Patrick is a sociopath, it's very clear to see and if he were born ten years later he would be labelled as dangerous to society
So his manipulation would be extremely hard, but everyone has their blindspots
And Patrick's is that he craves sexual attention and validation
Patrick has been sleeping with girls since he was fifteen, and sometimes he thinks it's the only thing that makes other people seem real to him
He's engaged in sexual relations with you, but never with your consent
And while he enjoys the pleasure and control he gains from the interaction, he knows that he would prefer it if you were an active participant who enjoyed the experience with him
A way you could manipulate Patrick is if you started to act enthusiastic to sleep with him
You'd have to force yourself and you'd have to be a good actress, but if you acted enthusiastically about having sex with Patrick and sharing that part of yourself willingly with him it would definitely lower his guard
As I've mentioned before in previous posts, after having any sexual interactions with you he will be kinder to you for a few weeks afterwards
This means that If you wanted to make it so he was being nicer to you then you could initiate sex with him for your own benefit
This would grant you many rewards such as gifts he stole from the mall, defending you against the other boys when they get too rough and he's even able to get you out of some of the punishments the other boys set out for you
Another route you could take Patrick's manipulation is to withdraw from sex completely
For weeks you'd be enthusiastic and initiating sex with Patrick until he does something that makes you upset
Once he does this, you stop acting happy about having sex with him and you stop participating
You can't outright stop having sex with him unfortunately as he will just force you to
But If you withdraw from sex go from someone who was enthusiastic and excited to someone who just lays there and takes it while you dissociate from the situation, it's gonna give Patrick a case of whiplash
He'll try and enjoy the sex even though your withdraw but he just can't anymore, not when he's experienced you at your fullest
So he'll subconsciously start to gain back your attention
This would be an opportunity to try and gain more out of Patrick
Request things that you'd get smacked for before
Ask for things like alone time, cigarettes, friends and they'll all be granted as long as you just have sex with Patrick with the same passion as before
If you want to cause problems with the group through your manipulation of Patrick, start sleeping with one of the other boys with enthusiasm while denying Patrick and you'll have a fist fight in no time
Victor Criss:
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Vic is extremely possessive of you
You are his and he is yours, he has stated this to you many times
This possessiveness has always been encouraged by his silent resentment of Henry and the other boys
All of his nice and pretty things were always taken from him
When he was younger, belch would steal his toys and break them
When he was a pre teen, Henry would steal his lunches and snacks from home
And when he was a teenager, Patrick would steal any girl that vic found pretty before sleeping with her and leaving her broken hearted
Vic held so much resent in for those instances, but they formed dark bruises on his heart from the memories
All you have to do is press down on those bruises and reignite the sting he felt from them
You could act very affectionate with him behind closed doors and act like the two of you are just passionate lovers
Be affectionate with him and make him more vulnerable and susceptible to your manipulative behaviour
Once he's comfortable, reinforce his thoughts of how you are his and his only
Make sure he knows that you believe that you are his as well
This will encourage to him to take your requests more seriously and to even grant the very few he can
It also reassures you that he's less likely to punish you if you act like his perfect little toy
•But if you wanted to go down the route of manipulating the boys against each other, then your best bet is to pit him against Henry
Drop into conversations that you wish you could spend more time with him, but Henry just won’t let you
Describe all the horrible things Henry does to you and exaggerate it before adding “if it was just you and me, you’d never do anything like this to me”
All those feelings of resentment that vic repressed for years will boil over
At first it will start off as small arguments but it will quickly develop
If you continuously use these methods of manipulation on vic for months and then try to provoke Henry into acting cruel to you and punishing you in front of vic, then make vic watch the cruelty being inflicted on you and watch his possessive and protective behaviour bubble to the surface
There would be a bloody fight which would end up with one of them dead, and you better pray that it’s Henry who looses
You know what they say
If you want to kill a snake, remove the head
Belch Huggins:
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As I’ve said in my other posts, belch is absolutely desperate for your approval
He’s craved it ever since the first time you granted him a compliment
Even if it was more of an observation of a compliment, to him it felt like a goddess had finally given him a purpose
You may think that’s enough to be able to manipulate belch, but unfortunately you weren’t the first person to figure this out
Henry has always been observant over belch, belch is physically stronger and if he were smarter he could probably overtake Henry as the group leader
So Henry definitely noticed how much belch lit up after you praised or complimented him
And he saw this as something that could be a threat
So he decided to use it against you before you figured out a plan
He told belch that in order to gain your approval, he would have to follow Henry’s instructions no matter how cruel or violent they were
Henry reassured him that even if you insulted belch or yelled at him for following Henry’s instructions, but it was all for your own good
And eventually you’d thank belch for helping you figure out what you wanted
At least that’s what Henry told him
So no matter how guilty belch may feel, Henry has manipulated him so much that he truly does believe the abuse is gonna help you
But one way you could manipulate belch is through similar methods as vic or Henry
Overpower him with your affection and compliments
Make him feel loved and wanted with your words and actions
But only do this obviously in private with him
Only give him your affections and approval subtly
Think about secret lovers affection, like touching pinkies with your hands spread out or his hand on your knee under the table
These actions will make his as giddy as a teenager in love
He truly will believe that you and him are in love
While you give him the affection and approval that he craves, make small requests like
“I really wish I could smoke again, do you think you could give me one of your cigarettes”
Now there is a small chance that he’ll allow it if he’s blissed out on your touch, but if he denies you then immediately stop all the affection that your giving him and push him away
This will cause him to backpedal and give in to your request as long as you continue to touch him
This only works for minor requests though, for major requests you’ll need to scare him
For example, if you wanted some time to spend with Beverly then you’d have to ask him and when he Denies you then simply threaten him with harming yourself or not eating
This will send his protective side into overdrive and you can have this man on his knees begging for forgiveness if you play your cards right
A way to manipulate him against the rest of the group is to prove yourself as the only person who cares about him and loves him before planting the seeds of doubt in his mind
Drop little comments like “Patrick was wrong about you, your not stupid” or “vic says your too violent, but I don’t think that’s true”
He’ll start to second guess his friends and he’ll start to come to you more with his problems
But the best move to make is to make it so after all those months of manipulating belch against the rest of his friends, have him watch as Henry is unnecessarily cruel to you
And then go crying into belchs arms in private and demand to know why he didn’t help you or defend you
Drop in a “I thought you loved me” and you’ll have undone all of Henry’s manipulation in seconds
You could convince belch to take you away from the rest of the boys and to run away with you so you could be together forever
Hopefully you’ll be able to sneak away from belch at some point because he now trusts you
And even if you don’t, being stuck with belch is the lesser of two evils
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angelbowerz · 5 months
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Bowers gang asking you out/you asking them out
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Henry
-if you asked him out...it would be a no, he would be inlove with you and still say no
"Hey Henry"
"What"
"I was just wondering if you wanted to go out some time?"
*gives you a blank stare* "...no"
-he'd wanna say yes but if he said yes to a someone asking him out...his ego would be down a notch
-I mean come on...how DARE you ask the MAN out 🙄
-but a few hours later you're getting books out of your locker and here he comes
"Wanna be my girlfriend or something"
"But I just-"
"I'M ASKING NOW! yes or no"
"Okay sure, I'll be your girlfriend"
"After school we're going to the woods to bang, see ya"
*before you could respond he walks away*
-let's face it..Henry doesn't do dates, he finds them too romantic and cheesy
-you'll obviously hang together but he wouldn't class it as 'dates'...just 'hanging time'
-romantic rating 2/10 😭
Belch
-he would be WAY too scared to ask you out.. poor reggie
-buuut..if you asked him out....
"Hey reggie, I was wondering if-"
"YES"
-you just made him the happiest person alive
-but on the actual day of the date he is PANICKING
-he is so nervous...what If you aren't enjoying it? What if something bad happens?
-what's his solution? TAKE EVERYTHING AND PUT IT IN HIS BACKSEAT
-he has blankets...food..drink...everything
-when he drives to pick you up...omg he is a sweetheart
-waits outside with a bouquet of roses
-treats you like the only person in the world
-drives you to a secluded place and stargazes with you
-the perfect date..literally something out of a movie
-drives you home then calls you later tonight and checks in on you
-romantic rating 100/10!!!!
Patrick
-he wouldn't exactly ask you out but...
-he'll stalk you, wait for the right moment and then just walks alongside you all day
-you won't realise it's a date until he mentions that halfway through
"This date is going great right?"
"Wait wha-"
-he'll walk you home...well follow you home expecting you to invite him inside
-if you don't? That's fine, he'll just climb in while you're sleeping
-he'll either walk through the door or climb through your window
-he'll get in the bed with you...to watch you, not to sleep
-when he notices you start slowly waking up..he'll wait until you look at him then he very slowly turns his head...with the most scary smile you have ever seen
-when you scream..he just laughs...so much
-if you ask him out though...oh god...you're in for a night of torture
"Hey Patrick...I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime"
*does THAT smile* "oh I would love to..."
-it won't be cute...oh no no no
-he'll take you out to the movies, not to watch a romantic movie
-Patrick will do his research to find the most scary horror movie playing right now
-if you think he's taking you there so you'd cuddle into him....ahahaha aren't you delusional
-he'll laugh his head off when he sees you scared, pure happiness
-if you try covering your face, he'll take his hands, place them on your head and will force you to watch that movie
-After it ends..he'll still scare you in ways (making you jump etc)
-if you're in the right state of mind, you wouldn't go near him again...but if you're THAT crazy over him...goodluck
-romantic rating -10/10
Victor
-if you ask him out infront of the gang, he'd say no just because he wants to act 'cool' in front of the guys
-but when he's alone he'll come upto you and say he actually will go out with you and apologises
-probably had no clue where to take you so you two just end up in a park talking all night
-I feel like he would be very awkward at first but after awhile he'll loosen up and be really cool
-when you two get tired of talking, you'll just end up making out lol
-he'll walk you home of course
-romantic rating 6/10
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reareaotaku · 4 months
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yamdere bowers gang ^^
Had to look up their names. Didn't even know people liked them like that I was going to add some NSFW themes, but I didn't
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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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girlystories · 6 months
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Being the Bowers gang girl
Both platonic & romantic headcanons. includes all members.
addition warnings: swearing, bullying, very few depictions of sexism, few derogatory names, toxicity, abusive parenting.
words: 2.6k
this was entirely inspired by z0mbiekittyy, so please check them out!
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Meeting/joining the gang
you were at first the quiet, loner girl who kept to herself, only having a few acquaintances, with very few friends.
it wasn't because you were a loser. only the opposite. everyone wanted to become friends with you or get to know you in some way but you never let anyone get close.
everyone had heard of you of course. when they realized you were different they stopped trying to read you or make their mind about you.
that was until greta keene couldn't get enough. she hated the attention you got. so one day she started spreading rumors about you.
it was relatively easy, since no one knew you enough to disprove them in any way. one word went to another and everyone in town now started talking shit about you.
despite that, you didn't care. you had your mind somewhere else. popularity and school drama weren't your thing.
you didn't mind hearing the remarks spat at you when you wandered the halls or when you were in class. you were completely and utterly unbothered.
word got fast that it even reached the all too feared bowers gang.
you were making your way to biology class when you were shoved against a locker, all your books falling one by one on the floor.
"well well well, if it isn't derry's most favored whore", henry was the first to indulge in the act.
he was followed by vic, or – as he liked to refer to him as his 'right-man', "hey, hank. why haven't we ever tried to mess with her before?"
you tried to back up slowly, but your back hit against another frame. when you looked up your eyes met with a pair of green ones, followed by an unsettling smile.
it seemed like no one noticed what was happening – or in better words, no one gave a shit about what was happening.
"dont worry, [name], we're not gonna kill you, jeez," belch revealed.
that made henry groan and turn his head towards his friend. "shut up."
patrick, still behind you, held onto your shoulders, which was very easy due to his height. "or we will, you will find out soon."
"both of you shut up," henry silenced them before it could escalate to something else. "so, how about you come with us for a ride? ya'know, get some air n' stuff."
"you mean like skipping school?", you asked.
"why? are you scared? I'm sure your reputation is as shitty as it can get. can't get any worse than that. even ours is better."
you shrugged, and just decided to follow them. just as you sat at your seat – between vic and patrick, you couldn't make out the read ahead of you, as they were driving recklessly. where you were, you hadn't the slightest clue.
they were laughing and howling, sometimes shouting at the drives passing by.
you? well, you were scared shitless. you clung onto your seat belt, and holding back the urge to start shrieking.
after a while you got used to it and had to admit deep down it was kinda fun.
when you stopped, you realized you were at a junkyard. they prepared a fire when the sun began to set down and opened some bottles of beer.
as you all circled around the fire you began to talk about whatever. you also found yourself to... tolerate them. or, better yet, even enjoy their company.
before you knew it, little by little you hang more and more with them, slowly becoming one of them. it was the first time you were a part of something. they felt like home and you could trust them, despite the hardships and more extreme emotional outbursts.
your reputation got even worse but you didn't care. you had found your people.
Activities
other than hanging out in the junkyard, you guys do other stuff (of course).
it's like you all live together, while you also don't. frequent sleepovers, meet-ups on each other houses take place, ect.
vic once convinced you all to go camping a few towns away. despite being the one who recommended the idea, he ended up despicing it. on the other hand, patrick who hated the idea ended up having the most fun. scaring vic by hiding bugs in his tent and pretending he was hearing bears or wolves. belch had enough and kept demanding they'd stop fighting, while you kept laughing at vic's reactions everytime. you never went camping again.
every morning belch picks everyone in order, first henry, then patrick, then you, and lastly – the sleeping queen himself: vic.
then, you make a stop at the local diner, everyone choosing their own specific order that the waitress had already memorized.
unless vic had a hangover from the party the day before, he wouldn't stop complaining about who-knows-what.
sometimes, when you were really bored, you'd go out of town in search of abandoned places, owning them for a while until someone else found them and ruined them almost immediately.
it was expected and common sense you'd show up at ever party. then you all would split for a while but meet up in order to leave. belch was in priority not to drink or get high until anyone else got a license. that's what you all agreed on but that possiblility seemed unlikely.
at school you avoided bullying anyone, but giving up on trying to stop them from terrosizing another kid since it was the only thing they ignored you on. the only time you fought back was to defend yourself. not that you needed to, but because you wanted them to know that you weren't as incompetent as you seemed.
when you had the change you'd shoot empty beer bottles with henry's dad's gun.
Henry Bowers
you and henry would share your deep wounds together. him about his alcoholic and insane old man, and you about your hard time fitting in, both in family and friends.
you would joke around, but to an extent. if you said the wrong thing he'd refuse to speak to you for days, weeks or maybe even months – depending how much it affected him. if he was too stubborn, vic would have to somehow find a way to talk him out of his bitchy attitude.
despite him trying to seem hard-shelled, deep down he was very sensitive. he knew you knew that, and he hated it. it was the only thing he hated about you except the fact that tend to be pushy sometimes.
he had never cried in front the guys, but one day he couldn't hold back when he was only with you. it happened only once, but he still feels humiliated about it and hopes you'd never bring it up. he made you swore to never tell anyone.
butch seemed to like you for a reason, only approving of you from the gang. he hated the rest. when you find yourself at their house, he'd warmly greet you.
at first he and patrick made a lot of sexist joke about you. later when he noticed you went silent you, he started using them less, only saying them once or twice.
always offers you cigarettes, and makes sure to buy your favorites.
sometimes (when he's not in a shitty mood) he pays for your food when you go at the diner without saying a word or giving you the chance to convince him otherwise.
all good things considered, let's be honest here cuz we all know he has more negative that good qualities.
for example; gets jealous super easily and gets mad at you for it, making you apologize for something that isn't your fault.
NEVER admits he's wrong. ever.
when you have a different opinion he tells you to shut up or straight up threatens you.
needs a lot of attention, while also can't have on his tail all the time, making him indecisive and confusing.
sometimes doesn't realize you need help and leaves you deal with your problems alone while you clearly do need some sort of hand.
still, you always have a way to be together again, unable to keep any distance between you both. on weekends you usually take the bus to his house, helping him with the choses around the farm.
Vic Criss
you and vic already knew each other from middle school. you were in the same class and he used to help you with homework.
then, when kids started growing up through that phase everybody did about that sort of rivalry against girls and boys. because of that, your 'friendship' fell apart.
you weren't really friends back then but you could've been.
he never admitted it but he always stared at you from away, wishing you would somehow start talking to each other again.
he was the one who convinced henry to approach you that day. the idea popped into his mind just as those rumors started going around.
he was glad henry agreed. even though he always did, he was anxious of saying no. later, he lied to you, saying it was henry's idea instead and that first interaction you had with him was henry's way of being kind (despite calling you a 'whore').
you and vic were close, in a different way you were with the others. he understood you better and he was very good at telling advice. he was also fun gossiping with. definitely the best when having a sleepover. the others found him annoying or bitchy about it, but with you he was himself.
he also was kinda subtle about his true personality, not showing his true small but intresting quirks only you knew.
speaking of gossiping, almost every weekend he crashed at your place, the excuse being his siblings giving him a headache, while his mom being 'a pain in the ass'.
everytime he had a problem with the others you would be the first to know. he was still henry's 'right-man', but sometimes henry was, well... henry.
at parties he'd get wasted and you'd be 100% sure he'd be found in the bathroom pucking his guts out.
you guys are so close he would be showering while you were doing your business at the toilet, gossiping about everything single detail.
still sometimes helps you with school after some persuation, but keeps reminding you that 'he is not your tutor'.
loves braiding your hair when you're hanging out, especially during class when it's something super boring (even for him).
Patrick Hockstetter
you were honestly pretty scared of patrick at first, and most definitely the only one from the gang who gave you the creepes.
the alligations weren't few, to say the least, and at first you kept your distance from him.
he also didn't try to make a move on you, which you found stange, yet grateful. maybe henry threatened him or something. either way you were considerably on good terms with patrick.
one day at school, while you were waiting for the other three to come at your usual spot during break, he offered you a cigarette. you received it with gratitude, since it was rare for an offer coming from patrick. he even stricked up a conversation, which was... maybe a bit thought provoking.
then he smirked – that one charismatic he wore when you would stop being able to read his mind. he was like a puzzle, but most pieces were missing or switched with incorrect ones. "are the rumors true?", he asked, closing his zippo with a 'click' after he light your cigarette.
"i dont think that you care if they're true or not," you answered back, the tobacco filling your lungs with nicotine.
clouds of smoke escaped his nostrils with each chuckle. "maybe."
on your ride home Black Sun Morning by Screaming Trees was playing from the radio and you found yourself singing alongside patrick. he rose his brows, "you know 'em?"
"duh, of course."
the next day on the ride to school, instead of gossiping with vic you ended up having a deep conversation with patrick about music. you never imagined that you'd be having a conversation about art with him of all people.
since then, you hit it off well. he stopped using sexist comments as well, and even attempted physical contact at the diner, brushing his fingers against your hair. when he realized you let him or try to stop him, he smiled to himself.
in the end you were usually seen together, you sitting on his lap during breaks or at the gym stands, in the car or diner. he would wrap his arms around your waist and rest his head on your shoulder. it was making the others sick.
sometimes you attempted to help him with homework, but he only agreed so you could just hangout. he wasn't really interested in attending college. the thing he was good at was certainly playing the guitar. both bass and lead guitar. vic jokes about him making a band but it something told you he didn't view it as a light joke.
one day he invited you to his house to show you his vinyls and discs. that's when you met his mother and was pretty surprised to find out she was vietnamese. he made sure to never speak vietnamese around you or the others.
when meeting you he became less... interested at the fridge at the junkyard, viewing it less and less. maybe therapy was starting to work out? even for a tiny bit.
extremely protective of you, especially at parties. makes sure to keep an eye out even though you wouldn't know it.
Belch Huggins
belch was the most chill and the most independent one of the gang. aways making sure everything was in check and going smoothly. it was no surprise he was super welcome to you and tried to make you at ease the first few weeks, asking you if you were okay or needed a ride home.
is a gentleman, of course. doesn't tolerance any disrespect towards you, no matter how small it may seem to you.
offeres to pay for you when going out, no matter how many times you don't let him.
one time you both got so drunk you couldn't stop laughing; your bellys hurting and your eyes filled with tears while your faces were bright red. it made henry mad (as usual) but it's a memory you'd never forget. you had no way to get back home, though.
on fridays you watch him play basketball, sitting at the stands, and smoking and encouraging him. sometimes vic or patrick came too, but it was very rarely.
he offers you the ball but you immediately decline, being reminded of the day the ball hit you in the face after you missed your shot.
you requested him to teach you how to drive, which was a bad idea honestly. at first you didn't understand his instructions at all, but when he asked you if you had any questions you lied saying 'no'. after that instead of stepping on going forward you accidentally went backwards, almost crashing his beloved trams-am that he named 'daisy'. then you turned the wheel too far, almost falling at a ditch before he saved you two.
swore that you'd never get a license in your life and forbid you anywhere near the wheel, not even the passengers seat.
his dad owes a workshop, fixing cars. he helped too, supporting him in any way he could. you also helped him here and there while he taught you the basics and answered any questions you had.
he promised that he'd let you fix a car entirely on your own without his help. he said he'd also let you keep it for free.
you have a drawer contained only of belch's clothes. at first you'd ask him to try his sweatshirts on. then you'd complain you were cold and he'd sigh, saying you could give it back another day. but you never did.
you loved it when he gave you biggyback rides. his, especially. he could never refuse, despise how tired he was.
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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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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.
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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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roadkill-writes · 8 months
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Bowers gang (Remember when) Part 4
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This is part 4 of the continuation of the bowers gang series I started a long long while ago.
Pairings: bowers gang X fem!reader
Word count: Five pages , 1.7k words
Warnings: swearing, Harsh language, reader being naked and trapped in a bathroom
Hand still clutching the door handle of the bathroom as you heart pounded in your chest. The sound of their laughter still echoing around the room and your brain. You couldn’t help but ponder on how you got yourself into this mess of standing naked and afraid while four boys stood in your homes hallway laughing about you and this situation. Oh yes right, thank you Mrs.Peterson. You thought sarcastically that she was in fact the entire reason you were stuck stranded in your own bathroom.
You could just about hear the smirk plastered on Patrick’s face as he spoke from behind the door, “Come on princess we only wanna peak.”  He pounded his fist against the door in a slow menacing way as if he knew were trying to strick free into your chest. Which he was successful at.
Your heart began to hammer away in your chest as if you were a lamb being led to slaughter. The little pig standing inside while the wolf huffs and puffs the house down. The helpless little fawn looking for it’s mother after it’s been shot but a hunter. The helpless little girl standing naked in her bathroom while the monsters stand on the other side laughing maniacally. 
“I’m being serious this time go away!” Shouting at them like one would at a wild raccoon eating out of the garbage trying to ward it off. “This isn’t funny!” 
“Okay hear me out!” Victor tried to reason with you from behind the door. He always behaved like the saving grace most of the time even though he’s just as stuck up as the rest of them. “We take a few steps back and you can grab your towel off the floor?” He spoke as it was almost supposed to be a question. 
“And just how am I supposed to believe you’d all do that, especially Patrick?” 
“I pinky promise sweetheart.” Victor gave his signature three gentle taps on the door. Opening the door just a enough to stick your hand through you stuck up your pinky finger in solidarity, feeling his pinky finger wrap around yours in a lock of faith you quickly let go and knelt down to grab your towel in a hurry pulling it through the crack in the door fast enough as you quickly slammed the door closed accidentally closing the corner of the towel in the crack having to open it back up and pulling it through. 
Slamming the door back in place you tightly wrapped the towel around your body your hair still partially dripping wet reminding you of the peaceful shower that you do sadly had to get out of.  
Reaching for the doorknob it was cold to the touch, the hinges making an eerie creaking sound as it was pulled open to reveal an empty hallway. As if the the boys were never standing there to begin with. 
Gently on your top toes you began slowly making your way down the hall to your bedroom some of the floor boards groaned as you stepped on them. Even after all the times of sneaking out of the house you had failed to remember which parts of the floor to avoid, but this was an old house it wasn’t abnormal for the house to make unsettling noises every now and then so your parents never thought anything of it. 
Tip toeing into the room you tried extremely hard to close the door without a creak or groan but it was to no avail. The door let out a wail and you recoiled into yourself at the sound. If the boys were still here you didn’t want them knowing you left the bathroom without being able to at least get dressed first. Twisting the lock and letting out a breathe of relief while closing your eyes, leaning your back up against the door for a moment of silence for the most part as you could hear those four boys downstairs making enough rowdy noise it sounds like they’re destroying the house.
Your dresser stood off to the side of the room up against the wall next to your closet, the clear coat over the stain has seen its better days. Your closet was small the trifold door was an off white color wishing to see a new coat of white paint. But none the less you dug around in both looking for something suitable to wear while still being comfortable, just as you were about to pull your shirt over your head to complete the new outfit a loud banging came from behind your closet door. Pausing with your shirt around your neck as if to see if you were hearing things.
Another loud bang came from the closet this time you hurried to put your shirt on the rest of the way and find something to use as a weapon, thankfully Vic had gifted you a bat not to long ago after smashing mailboxes one night. Sweaty hands gripped the bat as you hesitated to move any closer towards the closet. 
This doesn’t make any sense as you were just in your closet looking for clothes, you continued trying to justify that you’re going crazy. 
At this point the banging was getting louder your closet door shaking at the sheer force of it. Taking slow wide steps towards the door using one hand to grip the bat and another to reach for the small knob of the door. Swinging the door open you were greeted with the darkness of the small entry way lined with clothes. Again another sigh of relief slouching over slightly as you lowered the bat and turned to walk away.
tap 
tap 
tap 
Your body burst out in goose bumps as you froze in place. There was nothing there remember just your clothes there isn’t anything to be freaking out about. It’s just the boys downstairs trying to freak you out again. You gained your confidence and turned back around to prove to yourself that there was in fact nothing there that your brain was scaring itself.
Your blood ran cold and the color drained from your face when your eyes landed on the object in question. Another RED balloon. You were absolutely frozen in fear, stomach has since dropped. Maybe you were dreaming no not dreaming having a nightmare. Maybe you had fallen asleep after your shower. 
Your suspicion was quickly thrown out the window when a gloved hand had reached out of the depths of the closet to grab ahold of the door frame, then came the second hand coming out of the shadows to grab the door frame on the other side. You wanted to run but you couldn’t move frozen in shock and fear. 
What ever was attached to those hands slowly acceded out of the darkness stepping into the full light of your bedroom it’s body was tall and frail the fiery red hair stood tall on top of its head, it’s mouth was in the form of an opened mouth smile barely fitting the rows and rows of teeth contained in its large mouth. The tattered and dirty costume that was adorned on its body the sight of your worst nightmares. This was a fucking clown. You fucking hated clowns. 
Their shoes always so big, their cars always so small. No one’s nose should be able to honk, and the painted on faces were a sight for sore eyes. You could go on for hours on your thoughts and opinions on why you hated clowns but you had bigger things to be worrying about, literally.
The clown towered over you its mouth dripping with slobber as it salivated at the sight of you. 
“I know what you did.” It spoke in a slow aggressive tone. Shaking your head no in fear, “ I-I d-don’t know what you’re talking about.” Your voice came out in a stutter, you had began to sound like Bill Denbrough the boy who’s little brother disappeared.
The clowns grin began to widen, “Oh yes, you do I know what you’ve done.” You couldn’t even begin to actually rack your brain on what it could be talking about but surely by now you’ve gone insane. You continued to shake your head no in fear trying to make it believe that maybe it had gotten the wrong person. But who were you kidding it’s just your luck you’ve got a crazy clown standing in front of you in your bedroom. 
You sincerely had no idea what the clown was trying to get at but all you knew is you needed to run away now. Turning on your heels your sprinted to the door grabbing onto the handle and throwing the door open so hard it it the wall behind it. 
Taking off in a sprint down the hallway towards the stairs, you could hear the clown laughing hysterically from behind you as you heard his loud shoes making contact with the wooden floor.  Racing down the wooden steps you called out to the boys.
”Henry! Vic! Reggie! Patrick! Help me please!” You screams bounced off every wall in the house but you were alone again. You leapt off last three steps feet landing hard  quickly turning to run towards the living room in search of your saviors. They were no where to be found. The clown was hot on your heels as you sprinted towards the back door struggling with the lock as you tried twisting the handle to freedom looking over your shoulder constantly, swinging the door open and pushing through the storm door you continued into a sprint right off the back porch. Feet padded around in the soft dewy grass as you heaved for a breath as your lungs burned for air. 
You let out another cry for help as you reached the tree line for the forest. “Henry please help! Please I’m begging!” Taking another look over your shoulder you realized nothing was following you anymore, and that you didn’t have shoes on.
You made the conscious decision that it probably wouldn’t be the safest to go back home so you went in the direction you knew like the back of your hand. 
The Bowers property.
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st4rr-girrl · 1 year
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Bowers gang
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𝘗𝘋𝘈=𝘗𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘤 𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯
𝖧𝖾𝗇𝗋𝗒
7/10
-𝖶𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖽𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗇𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗍.
-𝖶𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽, 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗄, 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗍, 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗌, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾.
-𝖲𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆. ;)
-but ur his and he wants everyone to know that
𝖯𝖺𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗄
100000/10
-𝖶𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆.
-𝖸𝖺'𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆.
-𝖪𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌, 𝗌𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌, 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗌, 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾.
- it’s all mostly cause he’s possessive asf
𝖵𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗈𝗋
5/10
-𝖶𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗎𝖽𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗍, 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌.
𝖡𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗁
1/10
-𝖧𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀
-he thinks pda is embarrassing
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amber-michaelson · 1 year
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Yandere Bowers Gang
Poly bowers gang x reader
How the act during class
Read at own risk and
Warning: public play
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Henry Bowers
He would be zoned out half the time always staring out the window, the teacher not daring to call him out but as soon as he hears you whisper or feels a slight touch all attention is on you and if your hungry during class he's always got a snack in his bag, belch knows you get snacky so he gives everyone treats to put in their bag so you'll have something and if your concerned about him zoning out he'll give you a slight smile and say 'it's nothing focus back on the class' before zoning out again thinking of how he got so lucky.
Patrick Hockstetter
He would be the complete opposite he would distract you either with dirty whispers of what he's gonna do to you when you get home or with his fingers inside your pants teasing you and chuckling as you bite your lip to suppress a moan or when he's feeling horny he'll grab your hand and shove it into his pants and make you jerk him off and trust me he's OK if his moans out loud he's not ashamed but at the end of the class he'll take you to the janitors closet and fuck you on all fours.
Victor Criss
He's the shy one in the relationship and is outright as the others so during class don't expect much chitchat but instead linked pinkys under the table as his show of affection and him stealing glances as your focused on your work chuckling to himself as you get to a hard question he always finds you adorable when you focus, he snags a few pics and shows the boys later when your asleep between them.
Reginald 'Belch' Huggins
He would help you take notes and ask every few minutes if you understand what the teacher said and always made sure you were well hydrated and full he knows how henry and patrick can be horny sometimes and takes you somewhere to fuck you so he always has everything you need extra panties and pants because he knows Patrick likes to leave you leaking with his cum, make up incase henry makes you cry while he's trusting into your mouth and your perfume so you don't smell like them don't get me wrong he doesn't mind it but it gets overwhelming sometimes.
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katztails · 1 year
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the one who
yandere!losers club
x reader x
yandere! bowers gang
caught our eyes
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MASTERLIST
the bowers gang meets the newbie
the bowers gang’s new plaything
the deal
declaring war
stuck with this chaotic duo
the night after
kiss off
to be continued..
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bella-goths-wife · 3 months
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How the yandere bowers gang love reader
I’m just a girl trying to be deep with her writing while very sick and in her feels so please tolerate my trash 🙏
Warnings: non-con mentions but not explicit, mommy issues, daddy issues, physical abuse, psychological abuse, emotional abuse, sexual abuse, injuries, forced relationships, dead dove do not eat, yandere behaviour, obsession
I do not condone or romanticise abuse, the abuse I write about is purely to educate and entertain. Please do not romanticise the abuse that is occurring.
MDNI
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Henry bowers:
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Love is a strong word, it’s not the pure love that you’d dreamed about since you were a little girl
No, this love is deeply depraved and disgusting
He cares about you in his own way, he’d kill someone if they ever hurt you with the same hands that have carved his initials into your delicate body
But he does love you, for some inconvenience reason he does love you in his sick and twisted reason
He views you as someone who can take care of him, someone who can make his lunches and make him feel better after a bad day
He would never admit it, but he sees you as someone who could fill the void his mother left
He loved and adored his mother more than anyone else in the world and she left him, so he had no one to pour all of those feelings into until he met you
Except these feelings are increased and made more sickening
That’s one of the reasons that, unlike Patrick, he won’t force himself on you
He tried to, believe him he really tried
But all he could think about was when he saw his dad do it to his mom, and the look of pure horror on his moms face
He could definitely see himself marrying you one day, I mean, he’s the one in the group who deserves you the most after all
He’d kill the other boys if he had to, he may see them as his brothers
But you, he sees you as his wife and the person who will carry his future children
Patrick Hockstetter:
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Patrick’s love is based in lust, but isn’t entirely consumed by it
He knew he was attracted to you from the start, he probably would have tried to drag you off at a party before Henry staked his claim on you
He is mostly obsessed with the way he can control you
He, as Henry’s unofficial second hand, has the second most control over you
And he loves you for it
He can control what you eat, how you dress and how you spend your time
He can control if you breath during the times he chokes you
He blames it on his mothers death or his ‘rough childhood’ but he’s just a sociopath
Genuinely, I know I’ve been adding in what factors to them being like this for the rest but for Patrick it’s simple
He’s a sociopath
You may be wondering how a sociopath is capable of love, and well he’s not fully in love
He’s obsessed with you and some part of him cares about you, the same way he would care if his car got scratched
Your a possession, he doesn’t care about your personality or your likes and dislikes
But you intrigue and entertain him enough to get his loyalty in exchange for what you can do for him
He doesn’t feel guilt for how he and the others treat you and he doesn’t feel bad for the fact that they are completely destroying you
He’s the only one to actually recognise that what they all do to you is making you slowly break, he just does not care
As long as your not hurting yourself or others are hurting you, he does not feel the need to care about what happens to you
He doesn’t even care about the fact that he’s sexually assaulting you
He would enjoy it more if you were actively consenting but he doesn’t care that you don’t
Because for him sex isn’t about pleasure, it’s about control and when he has sex with you he’s showing you another form of his control over you
So yes, in a way Patrick does love you
But it’s the similar way he would love a pet or a shiny care, as soon as you lose your entertainment value then you’d become nothing to him
Unluckily for you, as long as the rest are interested in you you’ll never not be entertaining for Patrick
And as you can see, that’s unlikely to happen
Victor cross:
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Victors love is based in possession
He knows your Henry’s girl
Henry may share you with the rest of the group, but you belong to Henry
That’s always how it’s been in the group
Anything vic owned Henry would eventually take away from him
He views Henry as a brother, but some dark part of victor hates him
Especially when it comes to you
Victor sees how rough Henry is with his affection towards you, Victor could be so much gentler than him
Victor wants to own you, to possess you fully
He wants you to only think about him, to only speak to him, to only fuck him and to only be with him
He has fantasies of killing the others and locking you away so you can stay with him together
He chalks it up to having everything he’s over owned taken away from him by the others, but it’s more than that
He wants revenge
He sees how the others are obsessed with you and how they love you, the same way he loved all the possessions they took from him
He wants to take you away the way they took his things
And he’ll kill the others if he has too
Belch Huggins:
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Belch loves you for your approval of him
His entire life he has lacked people being proud of him
He has a dead dad and an absent mom, he wasn’t really spoiled for choice when it comes to people who appreciated him
He thought his growth at such an early age would gain him approval, but it only gained him fearful looks
But you changed that
You may not remember the insignificant comment you made but he’ll always remember it
“Wow, your pretty strong” you had commented once after he had picked you up to take you to bed “you’d be good to practice lifts with”
He felt a surge of adoration after you said that
Finally, someone decided he was worth something
You decided he was worth practicing with you, you practically decided he deserved to live in his eyes
He’ll be anything or say anything to make you approve of him
Accept for defying Henry
Henry knows best, and Henry knows when you need to be disciplined for you own good
So no matter how much you look at him with those beautiful sorrow filled eyes, he has to do what he has to do to make sure you are given the best chance at the life you need
At least, the life that Henry decided that you need
He loves you deeply and with a sense of desperation
At times he would seem like a puppy desperate for your love and attention, the other times he would seem like a threat who could kill you at any moment
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angelbowerz · 5 months
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[ super specific my bad ]
can you write headcanons for henry bowers x a male reader? pref. w/ reader being all A's, popular, "prep" 🧎‍♂️‍➡️ -🕷
Henry Bowers with a VERY smart bf
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-the first time he knew about you was when he moved to your class and the teacher is giving out test scores
"Wow y/n! A+ as usual"
*DEATH STARE*
-NOW he knows who you are, and youll be in alot of trouble at first with Mr Mulletman
-he'll force you to do his homework and since you have a crush on him..it would be a yes so he'll lay off you
-he either figured out you had a crush on him or somebody told him (probably Patrick)
-okay...let's be realistic, at first he'd be PISSED a boy has a crush on him. This is Henry Bowers we're talking about here
-but after a few weeks of calling you every slur in the book he'll find you, bully you, kiss you, then runs away as fast as possible 😭
*kisses you*
"I still hate you...QUEER!" *runs away*
The actual relationship
-he'd want it to be a secret for nobody to know, he'll think having a boyfriend would ruin his reputation
-he would NEVER take you to see Butch, you'll only be allowed around his house when Butch is away (only doing it because he loves you)
-you'll still be forced to do his homework, but he'll say it in a nicer way...
"Y/n. Do my homework."
"Okay :]"
"Hm. Good"
-in public he acts like such a dick to you but you know he doesn't mean it
-in private, especially in your house, he's VERY chill and sorta nice if you keep him talking long enough
-he will force you to sit next to him in EVERY class you have together...not to spend time with you, so he can copy your work
-'study dates' where he just watches you do all the work
-when Butch beats him, the first thing he'll do is go to your house and just hug the life outta you
-if he's in a venting mood (very rare) he'll probably express how he thinks its stupid about keeping the relationship private since you're both guys
-the only time he'll probably be affectionate in public is either
On Halloween when you're both wearing masks
If you're at a place where nobody ever goes to
-I'd say after around a year of you two being together he'll be more open about your relationship (tells his gang etc)
-if anyone even looks at you wrong, they'll get a good punch from henry
-his gang won't mind that he's dating you, but Patrick will either tease you or try doing stuff with you (if you know what i mean)
-when you tell Henry about Patrick, he'll literally beat Patrick so bad he nearly dies
-when you're having an argument with eachother (a bad one) he'll say some pretty mean stuff due to the fact you're both boys
"I only dated you because you're so desperate y/n! You think I'd actually love another guy?!?!"
-he doesn't mean it but, he'll always say stuff like that when he's having a hissy fit
-later on he'll apologise...in his own way
"I'M SORRY OKAY?! God Y/n! So damn emotional"
-let's say you was still together after graduation and you leave Derry together
-he'll be much more relaxed since he knows nobody in this new town/ Butch isn't there
-he'll FINALLY hold your hand/kiss you in public
-it will take a few years but..his temper will slowly go away and he'll become nicer
-buuuttt, since you're very smart...and he isn't, I could see you two breaking up in senior year since you wanna go to college and he doesn't, you have a very big argument over it where you break up with him
-if you never speak yo him again after that, he'll probably marry some girl who loves him to make Butch happy but in reality he wishes she was you
-regrets not begging you to take him back
-he'll forever miss you
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miyuuuki · 1 year
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Kinda Crazy…
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SYNOPSIS: Dating vic was a roller coaster, more-so considering his violent and cunning nature.
PAIRING: Victor Criss/Masc!Reader
WARNINGS: slut shaming, body shaming, misogyny, slightly toxic relationship.
A/N: quite different from usual content, but I still very much love IT. This is kind of loosely based off of Selena Gomez’s Kinda Crazy song. Really trash but hope y’all enjoy loll.
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You and Vic were a fling, a couple who lasted first semester and barely making it to second.
you did love him, but truly, you couldn’t handle his violence and his behavior.
Even though vic was the “least toughest” or “nicest” member out of all the bowers gang, he was still cruel.
He posed as though he had strong morals, but you knew it all to be untrue.
You’ve noticed how everyone you were once so close to distanced themselves from you, and how anyone who looked at you wrong, always seemed to be hurt.
You’ve even witnessed the countless acts hes done. Burning kids with cigars, jumping people who either wronged you in the past or touched you.
Being misogynistic out of the blue, screaming insults at the losers, especially to both Beverly and Richie.
Calling Beverly, insults such as “skank”, “slut”, “whore”, and many more.
Beating or humiliating Richie, with insults.
You felt as if you couldn’t even touch, speak, or even look at someone without them getting hurt. And you were tired of it, because no matter how much you tried communicating with him, he’d repeat the same empty promise.
“I promise I’ll change, I’ll try.”
So eventually you were fed up and ghosted him, and not too long, broke off the relationship.
By now you still have lingering feelings for him, though barely. At least that’s what you think.
Though you couldn’t say the same for Vic. He’d been calling your phone line, harassing you at school and so on.
And the fact your houses were opposite of each-other, didn’t help at all either.
He could see through your window, and easily visit your house. Though he hadn’t done that, yet.
Right now you were in your bedroom, doing a school project with a classmate.
And it also so happened to be Greta. A girl who slept around, especially with that Patrick guy. It’s rumored they first slept together in 5th or 6th grade.
Greta, was a bitch. No sugarcoating, right now she was barely doing anything. All she had tried to do was you.
“Greta, just go home. I’ll finish the project.”
“If you say so.” She says with a wink before leaving.
You sighed before continuing, you were disturbed by a phone call, once you answered a familiar voice appeared.
“Why did I see Greta fucking Keene coming out of your house?” You heard Vic’s voice.
“What’s it to you?” You said with a annoyed tone.
“Did you do something with that fucking whore!? If so, (name), I’ll fucking kill her! Do you hear me!?” He screamed into the microphone.
“Fucking shit, vic. Do you hear yourself!? You sound like Henry! Fuck off already, it’s been months. Move. On.” You said anger evident in your tone.
irritated, you pulled out the plug of your landline as that wasn’t the only call you received that day.
Though you failed to see Vic watching you through his window.
“Vic? The fuck are you doing here?” Greta said, angered that she was interrupted from harassing beverly.
“What did you and (name) do the other day at his house?” He asked with a shallow tone.
“What’s it to you?” She said.
“What did you do, Greta.” He demanded.
“Why the fuck do you need to know? Don’t tell me you’re still not over him. It’d be pathetic if it’s true.” Greta said laughing.
“Did your whore ass sleep with him!? if so I can gut you like a fucking fish right now.” Reaching into his pocket to hold the switchblade he stole from Henry, though not yet showing it.
“If I said yes?” Greta said with a laugh.
“I’ll make you regret even looking in his direction.” Vic said, grabbing Greta’s hair with a tight grip while grabbing the switch blade.
“Hey!! L-let me go! What the fuck are you trying to do!!?” She screamed.
“Teaching you a fucking lesson, goddamn whore.” Vic responded.
Here you were, in history class watching everyone present, one thing you noticed was Greta not being fucking present.
‘Where the fuck is this bitch, I didn’t fucking write shit for her to read off of just so she can be fucking absent.’ you bitched in your head.
You rose your hand, and asked to go to the bathroom. The teacher agreed so you went out.
“Is she skipping..?” you mumbled wondering.
she said she’d be here today, now where the fuck is she.
You went into the bathroom and was about to go in a stall before someone grabbed the jacket you were wearing and slammed you into the wall.
“What the fuck-! Vic!? You’ve got to be kidding me..” You said, already annoyed.
“Tell me. What did you and Greta do!?” He said.
“Why the fuck do you need to know, leave it alone Vic.” You responded.
“Fine then. You made it easier for me.” Vic said before walking out.
“Easier, how!? Vic!” You said confused.
You thought wondering what he could mean by that.
‘Holy shit.’ You thought before running out after him.
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@akiraackerman19 @lizzhearthz @call-me-nev
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the-cannibal · 1 year
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Could you do more bowers gang I rlly liked ur Henry one.
Oh for sure! I absolutely love writing for these chaotic boys! I accidentally hit post before I wrote anything, oops! Anyway I hope you like what I came up with, I did gender neutral reader since you didn't specify what you want and I went with poly bowers gang. Hope that's alright!
Poly! Bowers gang X Reader that isn't afraid to put them in their place
Gender neutral reader - they/them and you is used
The gang was physically attracted to you the moment they laid eyes on you. You on the other hand were not attracted to any of them. At least not at first. You knew of the Bowers gang. Everyone did. They were rude, mean, assaulted children because they could, at times were really disgusting, and so many much more... But you caught their attention, lucky you... Patrick Hockstetter whistled at you, making the other three boys snicker. "Hey there, gorgeous, why don't you come with us for a ride?" You walked past them, ignoring them. "Hey!" Patrick shouted at you. "I'm talkin' to you!" "Oh I'm sorry," You stopped in your tracks, still not looking back at them. "I didn't realize it was me you were speaking to. I thought you were whistling for your dogs. But I see all three are already with you." And you continued walking. Henry was pissed off. How dare they speak to them like that?! Patrick was intrigued. No one had ever dared to stand up to him before. Vic and Belch on the other hand were confused, but also some what curious. The boys all decided that they needed to meet you properly, not just stare at you from afar. When they showed up to your house one day and let themselves in you were not amused. You chewed them out for how rude they were, and surprisingly they were silent... That was a first... Then you got to know them each, and became friends, and soon more than that. Now here you were dating all four boys you originally wanted nothing to do with. But that didn't change anything about you. You still put the boys all in their places when needed. "Henry can you please help me with the dishes?" You called out for him. Henry snorted, raising an eyebrow in amusement. "I think you can handle it just fine." You dropped the plate you were cleaning into the sink with a splash, a made quick harsh strides towards Henry, gripping him by the shirt collar and pulling him down to your level. "Now you listen here and you listen good. I will not tolerate that attitude. Ever. Now you help me with these damn dishes or I swear I will have Belch make you walk in the rain for a damn month." Henry shut up right away, helping you with the dishes without any complaints. To be honest, you kind of scared him sometimes.... Patrick on the other hand loved to mess with you. He loved that you had the confidence and bravery to stand up against him. He found it hot to say the least. "Patrick knock that shit off!" You shouted at him. Patrick snickered as he continued to hit you in the back of the head with a small bouncy ball. "I mean it, Patrick..." You mumbled, glaring at him. And before Patrick could hit you again, you whipped around, catching the ball and throwing it over the edge into the quarry water. "I told you to stop. Now if you'll excuse me I'm all hot and bothered so I think I'm going to go take care of that," you turned and looked at Patrick with a mischievous grin. "By myself." That whipped his smirk clean off his face. He loved it when you stood up against him. But hated it when you pulled that card out on him. Now Vic and Belch were different from the other two. They really didn't get on your nerves that much. At least, not personally. They didn't try and not help you like Henry, or hit you with a dumb ball like Patrick. But they did put themselves down. Which got on your nerves the most. "I mean... I just think they deserve better. You know?" Vic said to Belch. "Yeah I think so too. Maybe it would be better if we broke up with them so they could be with Pat and Hen..." "OH NO YOU FUCKING DON'T!" The two suddenly heard you screech as you rushed towards them, covering their faces in kisses. "You. Two. Are. Amazing." You said between kisses. "If I hear you say anything like that ever again I will kill you and then bring you back to life and kill you again. Do you understand me?" "Yes!" Oh how they loved when you would assure them, especially when kissing was involved.
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prettygirls0nly · 1 year
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Predictable - Henry Bowers
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"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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bitches-who-write · 1 year
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If you can, the gang with a super bubbly and affectionate s/o but when she's mad she gets really scary, like they'll check in on them but at the same time she would totally beat someone's ass if they insulted her man, I'm talking bashing there heads in a locker bad.
We're gonna break this up into parts [I'm typing this on my phone. Sorry, if it's shit. ]
Love this idea by the way!!
Henry
•At first he wasn't sure about the way you acted. It kinda..I don't wanna say irritated him but…it irritated him.
• Let's be honest here..it's Henry. He doesn't do affection, and he especially doesn't do bubbly. 
•Now he wasn't aware of your..anger issues? It wasn't until one day that he truly saw how fuckin insane you truly are. 
•You two were in school. He was standing by your locker as you were putting your books away. Greta and her gang of bitches walked over and started..well..being bitches. Now usually you deal with this by just ignoring them…however..you were already in an irritated mood due to a class incident. 
•Greta realized she wasn't bothering you so she decided to go for your boyfriend. 
•Big. Fuckin. Mistake. 
•She started with the flirting and after he called her gross and to fuck off, she was not happy. She started bringing up his haircut and how he probably didn't have the money to get it cut because his dad spent all the money on getting drunk. She even asked what it was like being a punching bag for his dad. 
•You snapped. 
•You kicked her fuckin ass. You grabbed the bitch by the ponytail and bashed her head into the locker. You grabbed her by the shirt and pinned her to the locker and let her know if she ever talked to your boyfriend again..well..you were gonna break her fuckin face. 
•Henry had very mixed emotions. He was pissed off because of Greta. He was very confused about this whole new side to his girlfriend. But most of all..he was hella turned on. 
•The minute you go to your place, you two were on each other. He ended up telling the guys about the incident after you two got done screwing around. 
•Patrick definitely tried to make moves on you more frequently after hearing this. 
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