#Henry Bowers x sister!reader

[fuckshitslover]

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[barrackspredator]

Can you write yandere platonic bowers gang x reader?:3 like the readers a little bit younger then them and they see her as a younger sister? ^_^

“Y’know, you can’t scare every boy away forever.”

This defiance was met with some harsh glares and sneers. “Like hell we won’t,” snorted Henry from the front seat on the trans am. His knuckles were bleeding, a price he had to pay for socking your poor admirer into a locker.

“That kid won’t take care of you. Just be grateful we’re here to take care of you, doll,” Belch spoke up, trying to diffuse the obvious tension in the air.

“I know,” you sighed, looking down at your lap in thought. Having to write apology notes to every boy they socked in the face was starting to get tiring.

Patrick snickered from beside you, his eyes lifting from the zippo lighter in his hands. “Tsk tsk tsk. Somebody’s being ungrateful,” he taunted. You scoffed, your eyes not moving from the blood stains on your bottoms. Curtesy of Henry bouncing that kid’s head off the lockers.

Victor gingerly placed his hand on your shoulder, catching your attention. “Hey.” He offered a small smile—it was just his lips pursing. “Don’t think too much into it.”

You nodded, knowing better than to defy your older brothers. Not literally your older brothers, but they sure did act like it. Sometimes you hated it. Hated how they babied you, made you unpalatable to the general public. Hated how every girl and boy in your grade avoided you out of fear.

But there’s always a silver lining. Late night car drives with Belch. Smoke sessions with Vic. Patrick’s animal bone necklaces. Henry’s protection. With a killer on the loose, it was best to have a group of guard dogs.

Even if they drove you mad sometimes, you can’t help but to love your brothers.

i didn’t proof read this. bless up.

[straberrycore]

COMFORT pt.2

Henry bower x soft poc reader

Warning: talk of violence and slurs

(Fluff/kissing/emotional/cringe/anger/ violence/fluffsmut/warmsmut)

Disclaimer: pls do not laugh at this peace of hot garbage I know it's bad so pls be nice this is my first story and if the views are bad then it will be my last thy very much.

“The devil will destroy and kill your spirit and your love for god if you let it”.

“Amen,” my mother shouted in response to what the reverend said.

I was currently in church sitting around in boredom as my ears rang from all the loud cheers and shouts the people in the crowd were letting out.

My sister is so lucky she gets to go to the back with the rest of the kids in Sunday school which is a fun time they never learn anything in there.

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Just as church was over everyone was standing outside it was a hot summer day the only thing cooling everyone off was the amazing breeze passing by.

My parents were still in the church talking to the reverend. Just then I felt something hit me I turned around to see a dirty blonde-haired boy walking to the back of the church.

I followed him and before I could turn the corner a hand grabbed mine and threw me against the church wall.

I then felt something wet on my neck when I opened my eyes it was Henry kissing my neck. He pulled back and looked me in the eyes. “It took forever for you to get out of that church,” Henry said the sound of hunger in his voice

He kissed my lips taking a moment to look at them and then kissing them again. Just as I started to comprehend everything I looked at Henry to see he had another black eye it’s like his third one in 2 months.

I grabbed his head and examined his face. His facial expression got sad like a puppy’s “Why do you keep letting your dad do this to”

He then backed away a little “What am I supposed to do Y/N he’s my dad “ he said sounding so defeated.

“Exactly he’s your dad he shouldn’t be putting his hands on you” is said grabbing his face with both my hands “ I don’t want to talk about that right now Y/N,” he said pecking my lips.

He had a grasp on my Sunday dress so I already knew what that meant. Henry started getting on his knees as he slowly pulled my thin floral dress up I held some of it up for him as he started to pull my pink lace panties down my legs.

He fully took them off and put them in his pocket after he grabbed my legs and pulled them a bit apart. Giving my already wet cunt a lick I kinda flinched once I felt his warm Tongue between the lips of my Vigina and into my hole.

I felt so dirty knowing that I kinda liked it but also being able to still hear the church people in the front chit-chatting. “You taste so good” Henry mumbled his words seeing as he was face deep in my cunt his mouth soaked in wetness.

“Y/N come on where leaving” I heard my mother yell my eyes shot open as I looked down at Henry to see he was already looking at me. He stood up and pulled my dress down he grabbed my face and kissed my lips again “I’ll see you later” he said.

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“LEAVE IT ALONE Y/N”

Henry slapped me and then yelled at me as he had me pinned to the bed my eyes started to tear up a bit.

Henry was telling me all the horrible things his dad does to him and he was crying so I told him I could go to the reverend at my church and get some help for him and now here we are.

“Say you won’t tell the reverend,” he said I started sobbing as hot tears fell from my eyes like water he slapped me again and started choking me.

“Say you won’t tell that goddamn reverend Y/N”

“……”

“I swear to fucking god Y/N SAY IT”

“I won’t go to the reverend…I’m sorry” I said as I cried even more and could feel my face getting hotter Henry stopped choking me and came down to my face giving me soft kisses all over it and shushing me.

Henry got up and walked out of the room leaving me there I curled up into a ball crying hard feeling my face get hotter.

I guess I fell asleep because when I woke up it was night and I was still in Henry’s room the only thing illuminating it was the moonlight light my skin felt terrible as the tears I cried dried up on my face and left a trail on my skin.

I got up and walked down the hall to the living room to see Henry in the living room watching TV. “Henry I’m going home now,” I said my voice very low as I put my baby blue sweater back on. I started to look around “Is your dad home”

I asked he looked up at me and shook his head “No he’s working a night shift” Henry said Looking back at the tv. I sat next to him on the couch I put my head on his shoulder watching the TV with him

“I’m sorry Y/N” Henry said low while still looking at the tv. I sat up and looked at him garbing his face and kissing him softly on his lips. When I looked back at his face he had tears running down his face he then put his arms around me hugging me tightly.

As he hugged me he gave me kisses on my neck “I’m so fucking sorry Y/N please forgive me” he said while still crying and kinda whimpering.

(We love a pathetic man 😫)

It started to get kinda hot as Henry started kissing lower and lower down my body taking my sweater off again and pulling the straps on my dress down my arms until my dress fell to my waist and my chest was exposed.

Henry then took his shirt off moved the blanket that was behind me on the couch and laid me on my back getting on top of me and taking my dress fully off.

I cover my boobs as he took my now white panties off and threw them above my head somewhere. Once he saw me covering myself he moved my hands and started to kiss my chest.

Henry got up and took his pants off then his boxers I stayed silent looking at his already hard dick then up at him it looked to be about 7 inches but it was also thick. The tip was red and his balls hung low.

He then got back on top of me kissing me again I put my hands on his chest stopped him and said “Do you have a condom Henry” he looked at me for a second then he looked around “A condom ?” he asked “ my parents don’t let me take birth control so we’ll have to use a condom Henry. Do you have any around”

It was kinda funny watching him stand in the middle of the living room with his dick just hanging out as he scratched the back of his head trying to think.

He walked out of the living room and when he came back he had a condom in his hands. It was hot watching him open it and slide it on his cock. Henry got back on top of me and slowly started to put it in.

It felt like he was ripping me open so I grabbed his back and held onto him. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth “goddamn” I heard Henry say as he had a good amount inside of me but that wasn’t all of him. He started to move till I grabbed his shoulders “Wait Henry let me adjust” We stayed like that for a good minute so I could adjust to Henry's dick before he started moving again.

I tapped Henry on the shoulder letting him know he could move. He pulled out slowly then pushed back in slower. It felt like fire was inside of me but slowly it started to feel good.

Henry laid on top of me putting his head on my neck I could feel his breath on my neck and I could feel every single noise he made in my ear

“A little faster Henry” I whisper, once he heard that he picked up the pace and started to move in and out of me faster I could hear him cussing under his breath as he put one hand above my head and the other on top of my right breast As he went faster.

“fuck Henry,” I said as he pushed himself up and started to give me desperate slow hard strokes.

It felt so good I had a lump in my throat and was teary eyed “fuck you feel amazing Y/N” he said with his eyes closed he moved his hand from above my head and moved it as he pulled my left leg up and help it down going deeper in me.

I sat up on my elbows and threw my head back “Right there Henry god” Henry laid on me and put his arms around me in a hug as he stirred his hips giving me deep pathetic humping strokes. “Am I doing good?” he asked

I nodded my head not being able to say anything just taking in the euphoric feeling. “Does it feel good” he breathed out I nodded my head again saying “Mhm”

Henry then pulled out and turned me on my side to face the tv he got behind me and put my leg up then sliding back in me.

It still hurt but when it was fully in it felt amazing again. “Shit Y/N you're so tight,” he said putting his arm under me and grabbing one of my boobs squeezing it like a stress ball “Please fuck me, Henry”

I moaned just from that then again once Henry started to thrust. My leg burned as Henry held it up. I could feel Henry’s balls slapping against my pussy and The sound of him violating my wet cut going in and out so rough and the wetness dripping down on the couch and his ball just the sound of all that filled the room.

If anyone came in on us it would be very obvious what we were doing. Henry let go of my leg and hugged my waist his hand still playing and pulling on my breast as he started to go at a fast pace I started to get a weird feeling in my stomach and as he went faster .

Henry grabbed my neck as he moaned in my ear “fuck I’m sorry for hurting you Y/N I’m so fucking sorry” Henry pleads. With just his words that feeling in my stomach let go and my body felt electric it felt like my pussy had butterflies in it. Henry’s thrust got sloppier and fast yet slow at the same time After that I was spent but with Henry going feral trying to chase his high my already sore cunt was being tortured at that point but it still felt so good.

“I’m so sorry please for gi….ve me……ple…ase”

He said low as his thrust came to a stop yet his hips still twitched forward. He let out a satisfied huff and put one arm under my head and the other over my stomach only to go up and start playing with my breast. Henry laid his head between my neck as we laid on the couch in silence while the “price is right” played in the background and the tv illuminated the living room.

I looked behind me to see Henry fast asleep I got up and put my clothes back on I woke Henry who was half asleep and walked him to his room taking his clothes with him.

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I already had an alibi, so once I got home, my parents did not suspect anything. I went to my room and gathered my things to take a shower.

Once I got out I looked at myself in the mirror to see I had hickeys all over me on my neck and my chest my Breasts were red they had scratches all over them from Henry grabbing them like baseballs.

Everything about me felt different. I didn’t feel the same, and I knew it was because of what I did with Henry.

But I also thought of Henry. I remember the way he looked above me, the way he moved my legs so he could go deeper inside of me, how rough he was how much he moaned, and how he sounded when he moaned.

All of that running through my mind kinda made me HORNY?

I don’t know what that word means too much but my friend said it means “In the mood for something”

And right now I was.

[mentally-unstable-hottie13]

⭐️Senior year sucks⭐️

Henry Bowers x FEM! Reader

Chapter 1 here

Chapter summery: you beat Henry’s ass then deal with some complicated issues when you are woken up late at night to someone in your yard.

Word count: 3,284

Estimated read time: 15 min.

A/N please refresh yourself on the story trigger list in chapter one before reading. Thank you.

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Chapter 5

I’ll fucking make you wish

“¡Ayee chiChita! Are you okay?(shorty)” he puts the food on the table and runs to kneel in front of you. “Who the fuck hit you?” You could see he was fuming. But you couldn’t speak. You hadn’t felt this helpless since you were back home with your parents. All possible words caught in your throat as you leaned forward into him and began to sob.

You sat there crying in his arms for god knows how long. Before you knew it you had cried yourself to sleep in his arms. He knew who gave you the black eye. He just didn’t want to do anything just yet. He picked you up and gently got the attention of killer who was whimpering in the back room. What the fuck happened here? He put you and killer in the truck

along with the food and locked up the store for the day. He drove you home and carried you up the stairs.

Checking his watch he saw that school wasn’t out for another 20 minutes. He left killer with you and walked off the property, back down the dirt road to the Bowers ranch. He saw that Butch’s cruiser wasn’t there but that little shitbrick Henry was. Henry was walking over to the farm with no one else in sight. Kevin hopped the gate and hauled ass to Henry before grabbing him by the shirt roughly and turning him around. Kevin could swear on his life that he saw fear in Henry’s eyes before Henry’s face flattened at seeing Kevin.

“What do you want?” Henry spit.

Kevin smacked Henry across the face. Hard. Before taking the front of Henry’s shirt and lifting him up.

“Listen here you little shit.” Kevin’s said calmly. “If you ever fucking come into my store and hit my sister again I’ll fucking kill you. I’ll beat you worse then you have ever experienced. I’ll make you fucking wish for your fathers hand. I will kill you and mount your head on a fucking stake. Do you understand me?”

Henry stays silent and nods. No doubt still feeling the sting of being hit. Kevin nods back and puts Henry down before walking back over to the fence and hopping it again. He takes a nice easy walk home. Like it never happened.

Meanwhile Henry was in his head. He doesn't know what it is about you he finds so interesting. What is it that pulls him in? You make him so indescribably angry by doing nothing. He was so fascinated by you but holy fuck did he want to punch you Everytime you spoke. No one he’d ever fucked with had hit him and then came back to see if he was ok. He needed to know more. He wanted to know about the kind tattooed girl. He was gonna know about you. Whether you liked it or not.

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You woke up the next morning confused. You face hurt and you felt dehydrated. Like a wave of realization, it all hit you. God, what an awful day. You turn to your alarm clock to find a little note written by kevin.

“Called you outta school today. Try to relax, here’s some cash, have a good day <3

You smiled at the handwriting of the note. It almost looks frantic. You decided to get dressed and go outside. If Henry was gonna ruin your life here why not explore a little before. Killer is laid peacefully asleep on your bed. Poor thing must have been so stressed yesterday.

You get up gently and go to the closet. You pick out a white summer dress and some fleece lined beige stockings. You pair that with a pink sweater cardigan. You slip into some sneakers and grab your messenger bag, phone, cash and keys, you sneak past killer to nlet him sleep and make your way out to the shed to retrieve your bike. Putting all of your belongings into the basket you lock up the property and head on your way. Your venture into town is long and peaceful. The wind smelled fresh. You never got air like this back home…

Home.

That wasn’t home. This is home.

You make your way into town and stop by a store. People gave you real funny looks about your eye. But you only ever greeted them with a smile. With some of the cash you had, you bought dog treats and 2 toys for killer. Along with ordering a custom tag for him. You drop the toys and treats In the basket and continue down your journey. You had just hit the red bridge. You don’t wanna go near the store today. You don’t know who's there and Kevin might be upset you came to work. Instead you rode down into the wooded area surrounding the red bridge. You found a small little water bank surrounded by smooth rocks and trees. You decided here would be a good place to relax. You parked yourself on the rocky area beside the crystal clear water. You put on some headphones and turned on music. You laid there in the shade for what could have been hours. You weren’t sure.

After a bit you heard some people. Sitting up and looking to the source of the sound. To your surprise, it was the losers. They notice you on the rocks and run over to you.

“Hey y’all!” You shout with a wave. “What’re y’all doin out? Isn’t school still in?” You question.

“It’s lunch and we wanted to hang out here since it isn’t too far from the school” Mike answers. You liked Mike he was smart. Kind. You liked all the losers. They treated you like a human.

“What happened to your eye?” Eddie asked skeptically.

“Had a run in with the corner of a shelf while I was working. My dog tripped me. No big deal.” You could tell that Billie, Beverly and Mike didn’t believe you, but everyone else took your lie, no problem.

“What is this place?” You finally ask.

“I-I-it’s the b-b-barrens. We hang out here somet-t-t-times.”

Interesting.

The group of you sit around for a minute and talk about life. It was peaceful. That was. Until you heard Henry and his goons, coming your way.

“Scatter!” Eddie whisper yells and all of you run in different directions. You run the same way as Beverly. She takes a hold of your hand as you both run through the woods in the direction of the school. As you and Beverly run Henry Bowers jumps out in front of you. You and Beverly jump from surprise and fear. You position her a little behind you and glower at Henry. He’s alone. You won’t let him hurt your friend.

“Nice shiner” he points to his own eye. “How’d you get it?” He mocks.

“None of your fucking BUISNESS” you grit your teeth on the last word. He knew how you got it. The fucker gave it to you. But on your life, no one else would know.

He stands and looks between you and Beverly for a Moment before running at you.

“BEVERLY RUN!” You yell and push her as you dodge Henry.

Beverly takes off in the direction of the road and you focus back on Henry, who’s staring at you like an animal. You both watch each other like the other one will kill you at any time. You weren’t gonna fucking sit and play obedient to this crazy fuck.

“You know,” Henry speaks. “That dirty old fucker came over yesterday. Yeah. He told me all about how he and you are-“ he reaches down and grabs his crotch through his pants. “Shaking the sheets. Every-“ a thrust of his hips. “Night.”

You laugh in his face. “Are you fuckin’ slow kid? Was it all those years of hick inbreeding or do you really just that stupid?” you laugh at him. You can tell you struck just the right nerve.

“FUCK YOU” he yells and lunges at you.

“¡CHINGA TU MADRE!” ( fuck your nother) you yell back at him as he knocks you over and pins you to the rocks. You knee him in the stomach hard enough to make him wheeze and flip over so you are on top of him. He loosens his hands from your pin and punches you in the sternum so you pick up a handful of dirt and toss it in his face, effectively blinding him. He headbuts you so hard you become momentarily dizzy. He flips you over again and takes you by your shoulders, pinning you to the rocks. He picks up the closest rock and positions his arm, ready to hit you. At this you kick him as hard as you can in the balls and once again flip on top of him. He’s so focused on the pain in his balls that you don’t even need to pin him as you punch him in the chest 5 or 6 times. Before you get off him you flip him over and shove his face into the water that, just a few moments ago, was so beautiful, clear, and still. You jump off him and get your things you dropped before running the same way Beverly did. You can hear him hacking and choking on the water as you run. You meet her at the bridge and all the others come running.

Ben tells you that his friends are still hot on their tail and you tell them to follow you. As fast as all of you could. You run to the center of town. They can fuck with you all they want. But they wouldn’t dare in broad daylight. Not with the cops patrolling the square like they were.

“Fuck” Eddie gasps. “What about our bikes?”

“Don’t worry, they were too worried about finding us to take our shit.” You try to calm him.

“What do we do?” Ben worries. “The school bell rings in 15 minutes, my mom will kill me if she gets a call saying I ditched 4th period.” He whines.

God you really don’t wanna do this. But they all look so worried and you don’t want them to get in trouble with their parents….fuck.

You pull out your phone and dial Kevin. He picks up on the first ring. “Wussup!” He yells goofily over the phone. “I was just about to call to-“ you cut him off.

“No time, Kevy, I need your help. My friends were having lunch while I was in town and they were attacked. We are at the town square. Please help us out.” You beg. The other side of the line goes quiet for a bit. Just as you were about to start begging you hear a shout from the other line.

“Everyone out, we are closed! Come back in 2 hours for a discount! Family emergency! I’ll be there in 3.” With that he hangs up. The members of the group stare at you before hugging you in thanks.

Just as he said he was there in 3 minutes with his truck. You all piled into the tailgate and Kenny rushed off to the school. Kenny may have broken some minor traffic laws but he got your friends there with 3 minutes to spare.

“Don’t y’all worry about the bikes. I’ll take care of it” you smiled again and waved to your friends as you got into the passenger side seat. You knew Kevin wanted to ask questions but he knew you wouldn’t give him the answers he wanted. You direct him back to the bridge and the pair of you hop out and scale down the steep hill of trees and leaves retrieving a bike each then going back down again 4 times until everyone’s bike is in the tailgate of the truck. That took like an hour. It was exhausting. Your white dress was covered in mud from the fight with Henry. What the fuck was that dudes problem? He’s gotta be majorly fucked in the head.

You and Kevin drove back to the school and put all the bikes except yours in the hidden bike rack. You texted Bev where they were with a photo and Kevin drove you home. He dropped you off and made you promise to keep killer by you for the rest of the day. You agreed. You went upstairs and stripped of all your nasty ass clothes before putting on a huge shirt and some shorts. You flopped down on the couch with some snacks and watched shitty cable for a few hours before you got a call from Beverly.

“Whassup?” you mumbled through a mouth full of chips.

“The boys wanted to say thanks for getting back the bikes. We all really appreciate it.”

“No problem. Did anything happen after you got back?”

“Not really? Henry and his goons didn’t come back to school for the day so we just assumed they ditched.” You could hear her shrug.

Interesting.

You could only imagine where they had gone. Nir that it was any of your business.

“I didn’t have time to check. Is everyone ok?” You ask.

“For the most part. We think they followed us from the school when lunch got out. Eddie had a panic attack because he wasn’t allowed to wash the mud off himself. Stanley and Ben have been jumpy all day, and Mike has a fractured wrist from Vic grabbing him.”

“Vic?”

“The skinny blonde one. The fat one who always wears a hat is Belch, and the tall one with long hair was Patrick.”

“Oh. Who the fuck names their kid Belch?” You say, thinking out loud.

Beverly giggles. “His real name is Reginald but everyone calls him belch because he… well, belches” she laughs.

You give a nose laugh and thank her for letting you know everyone was okay. The 2 of you hung up, and within minutes of the call ending Kevin came in with a little bag from the pharmacy. Tossing the bag to you he wanders over to his room and flops on the bed. You walk to the doorway and look at him.

“Ya want any food?” You gingerly ask.

“No thanks I just need to fuckin sleep.” He mumbles.

“Roger. Love you man, sleep tight” you holler behind you as you shut the door to his room. You walk upstairs with killer and empty the pharmacy bag onto the bed. Oh hell yeah. He got you a new tube of Arnica bruise cream because yours was half out, as well as some Bactine, cotton pads and bandages. Everything you needed to clean yourself up. You take the Arnica and rub it onto your black eye and the bruises on your arms and sternum. Then you spray the little cuts you have with bactine, then let them dry out. The cuts were so small you didn’t really need bandages. You lift the back of your giant shirt up to your shoulders to see if you had any bruises back there.

You didn’t.

Looking at your back in the mirror, you looked at your scars. Every scar your parents could inflict on you never faded. You run your finger across a particularly long scar and cringe. It was fully healed and didn’t hurt. But Every Time you touch it you remember how bad it did hurt.

You pull your shirt back down and get into bed. As you settle in you look at the clock. 8:00pm. The perfect time. To get the rest you needed to go back tomorrow. You snuggle up to killer and let yourself be gently lulled to slumber.

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You are woken up by the sound of killer growling at something making noise outside. You groan and look to the clock.

10:49 pm.

Not too late but sure as fuck not when you wanted to wake up. You get out of bed and put on your fluffy robe to go out to the balcony and check out the noise. You tell killer to calm down, and as usual he does but he continues to stare outside. You shut the balcony door behind you and just try to listen. In the distance you hear someone, a man, screaming his head off, he’s yellin and someone.

“Some crazy ole man is drunk and wakin up my dog for nothin.” You mumble to no one.

As you turn to head back inside you see something from the corner of your eye run across part of the property yard and into the farm shed.

Well shit. You slip on your shoes and ready yourself with a bat and a flashlight. You tell killer to stay and then you sneak out the front door. What the fuck were you doing? This is fucking scary! Anything could be in that shed and you’re fuckin “checkin it out”? This is how every hot white girl dies in the movies.

You try to calm your thoughts as you sprint to the shed.

Holy fuck it’s freezing out here. You sneak up to the shed and hide your flashlight against the skin of your tummy while you mentally countdown to opening the door. Bat in hand you count.

1

2

3

Boom! You swing the door open and point the light and bar at the inside of the shed. But no animal comes running out.

In the corner you see a boy. A boy in a familiar red sleeveless tee you saw earlier today.

“Holy shit. Henry?” He looks up at you with anger.

“Get the fuck away from me you fucking freak!” He screams at you.

You drop the bat and rush to his side with the flash light. “Are you okay?” You begin to scan him. His elbow goes into the side of your face as you try to look at him. The force of it sends you back. Hitting your back and head on the wall.

“Ah fuck.” You spit blood onto the floor of the shed before getting closer to him once more. As you approach him again he begins trying to hit you with both arms. His arms are flailing and hitting you so hard it’s difficult to think. Eventually you are able to get his arms and look at him,

“Fuck! Henry! Stop it!” You yell at him. “Let me make sure you’re okay. Then you can beat my ass all you want” you say in an unamused and seriously annoyed tone.

He calms down a little. You pick up the light he knocked out of your hands and you shine it on him. His face is bleeding and he has some serious bruises on his upper arms. A cut goes from his exposed shoulder into the back of his top. He has a small circular burn on the side of his neck almost covered by his hair. He’s shaking. You can’t tell if that’s because he’s cold or whoever just beat the tar outta him. You take off your fluffy robe and put it around his shoulders. His eyes move from the ground to you. He looks fucking pissed. Not that you care. He can be mad at you when you are done cleaning him up.

You stand up and reach out a hand for him.

“Yeah” he scoffs “like I’m fucking going with you.” He looks at the ground.

You huff. “It’s either you come with me to get cleaned up or I call the cops”

His head shoots to your directionz his eyes wide with fear. He quickly stands up and looks to the door as a sign he’s choosing to go with you. You wouldn’t have actually called the cops. You don’t really like cops. You just needed him up. You gently take his hand and lead him to the house. He doesn't exactly seem to enjoy your hand on his wrist given his frigid state. But he lets you drag him anyway.

Chapter 6 here

[undeaddollz]

bowers gang being younger siblings when? I need anything, any media of that shit, it’s like the aderall to my mind please I need to devour more older sibling reader headcanons I need less nsfw media of these kids and more little psycho siblings 🙏🙏

HI OK HERES SOME MEDIA? SORTA..JUST ME SAYING WHAT I COULD IMAGINE THEM HAVING

but PLEASE, more prompts, im starting to get back into writing 🙏 i do also do x readers but i'd rather just write romance!! (and ofc my older sibling au i love this so so much)

HENRY - older sister or brother, but i feel he would be closer to a sister, she'd be like a mom to him

PATRICK - brother, he shouldnt be around women (before someone says smth lets not forget how he was implied to treat any girl he came across in the book 😁 love him, but he is definitely not a feminist and cant keep his hands to himself, someone pls put him in a daycare by himself!) (in my mind i dont like to think ab him being like that but...i need to be realistic...although i do love making him absolutely fucked up i dont wanna think about dead dove currently)

VICTOR - brother or sister! anything would be cool to him

BELCH - definitely sister, idk i just imagine him annoying his sister whenever hes bored, like all those little brother videos

[bookloover35]

Patrick Hockstetter x fem reader-Bowers littel sister.

Yns POV.

Patrick Hockstetter Many know him as the school's psychopath.  I, on the other hand, know him as my boyfriend, Patrick and I have been together for two years now, and we are both very happy with each other.  Yes now I know what you're thinking but wait a minute now Patrick is not known for just lying around and not knowing what love is.  Yes, but everything apparently changed when he started hanging out with me more and more, he started to fall in love with me.  It took a long time for me to believe his words because of all the rumors.  But then when I saw how much he started to change I started to fall for him too, he started to stop flirting with all the other girls in our school and one day he told me that he loved me and that he just wanted me  and only since then has it been him and me.

But there is one person who HATES our relationship and then there is another person who thinks it's crazy.  I'm talking about my dad Butch Bowers and my brother Henry Bowers.  Yes I'm a Bowers I'm Henry's little sister, but can you guess who hates and who thinks it's crazy.  If you guessed that my dad HATES our relationship then you guessed right.  My dad absolutely HATES it and that's why Patrick and I try not to mess with each other when he's around.  Henry does not like it but he allows it because he wants me to be happy, but he keeps a very close eye on Patrick.  Many in our school think I'm crazy that I'm dating him but I do not care I love being his girl.

( Back too the story).

Right now Henry and I were standing by our school lockers waiting for the others and we saw the "Losers Clube" as they call themselves, Henry looked at them with a threatening look while I looked at them with a friendly look they passed by and Henry snorted  to them when they had passed by.  I do not understand why they can not just let them be I like them are actually my best friends.  Even though I'm Bower's little sister, they let me actually hang out with them, it's really fun to be friends with them.  Okay it can be really hard sometimes when Richi is flirting with me all the time, I have warned him about Patrick but he just laughs at those words until he meets him.

My thoughts are interrupted by the fact that I felt a pair of familiar lips on my neck, and two familiar arms around my waist and a very familiar voice whispering in my ear.

Patrick: What do you think of Kitten?

Henry:Patrick stop calling my sister Kitten and stop getting horny with her near me.

Patrick: What is not my fault that your little sister makes me so horny and she is just mine and what is the name she wants to be called in bed.

Henry: WATCH IT HOCKSTETTER!!!! You should be very happy that I even allow you to date my little sister and that I even chose to believe in you when you came to me and said that you love her and just wanted her.

Patrick started laughing at my brother's threatening words he loves to tease my brother about our relationship.  But what Henry said about Patrick going to him when he discovered he was in love with me is really true and that's one thing Patrick never jokes about.  I could see Henry getting angrier and angrier, so I somehow managed to get away from my boyfriend and held both my hands up to them both teenagers and said.

Yn: Okay now we take it easy, we do not have to have a bloodbath out here in the corridor okay.  So Pat you stop telling my brother about our sex life and Henry I will always thank you for allowing me to date Patrick and please stop giving him killer looks.

Patrick: Okey Baby.

Henry: Okey Shorty.

After they had calmed down, Vic and Belch came and we started to go to Belch's car.  The three of them started to walk in advance and before I had time to catch up I felt Patrick pushing me up against the school cupboard and started kissing me hard, typically Patrick and I knew that the whole school could see us but he did not care.  His hands held tightly around my waist not too tight just so it was enjoyable.  We stopped the kiss and he whispered in my ear.

Patrick: You're so sexy when you tell people.  You make me so heavenly horny Yn, but do not forget who decides Kitten.

(Wow is it hot in here WOW !!! Jumpskip)

When we got out we saw the Losers Clube again and I looked at them that they wanted to go there and fight with them I have to stop them somehow.

Henry: Let's go and fight a little with the Losers.

Patrick: Yaa.

Vic: Yaa.

Belch: Yaa.

Yn: Henry Please let them be they have done nothing.

Henry: Awww Shorty Are you afraid we'll hurt them?  Come on Yn they are Losers why do you care.

Yn: And they are actually my friends and if they are Losers then I am also one.  Okay, if we say this, if you leave them alone for three weeks, I promise to do all your homework for a whole month.

My brother, Belch and Vic looked at me and said okay then I turned around and looked at my boyfriend with puppy eyes that I know he can not resist.

Patrick: Will not work on me Baby.

He said to me and smiled okay he wants to play that game okay time to pull out the dirty card.  No more miss please, I turned completely to him and started going against him very sexually.  When I was in front of him, I stood on my toes because I had to be with a giant guy.  Then I started sucking on his earlobe which I knew he was going crazy from then I whispered to him very sexually.

Yn: If you leave them alone, I'll let you have sex with me over and over until I can just shout out your name.

Patrick: Ohhh you Naughty Kitten.

He said to me and threw me over so that I dangled over his shoulder, then he slapped me on the ass, then he told Belch to go and start the car and drive us home to him.

Henry: Ewww.

Yn: Hi I could not think of anything else.

Henry looked at me and sighed then we started walking towards the car.  Oh, I realized that the whole school could see me, but I'm so used to it, this is not the first time he's done this.  And I do not really care what people say or think about our relationship.  I love Patrick and Patrick loves me I am his queen and he is my king.

The end.

[ambrossart]

omg!!! so many thoughts on the last chapter, I personally thought it was brilliant. I’m curious which chapters are your favorite? anyways I also I have some more questions after ch 30….

first, I know you gave us your thoughts on what Richie would think of Evelyn x Patrick…. what about Maggie’s? I mean we see how she feels about Henry (as she should) so I’m curious…

second, since you’ve split the chapters differently, will part one end somewhere else? and are each parts of the story going to have a break between them? I know you’re taking a break now (and I’m so so so excited for the return of DWM) but I’m just curious

third, I’m in love with the way you’ve created Evelyn’s character. so, out of curiosity, what inspired you to write her? I noticed both Evelyn and your reader in your DWM series are written in a very different way than most people write love interests for Eddie and the Bowers Gang, and it’s very refreshing. you’re extremely talented and make some of the best OCs I’ve ever read, I can really sympathize and relate to them

that’s all, lol. thank you!!!!

Oh, I have a lot of favorite chapters. I love the one with the two parties, I love the one where Evelyn goes to Patrick’s house for the first time, when she goes to Vic’s house, when she goes to the school to see Henry after his expulsion hearing, when she’s babysitting for the Denbroughs, the one where Patrick sneaks into her room while she’s decorating her T-shirt sign. I have a ton of favorites. Probably way too many.

And regarding Maggie, I think we got a little glimpse of her reaction in Ch. 20 when she finds out Patrick was the one who gave Evelyn a hickey. Her initial reaction was: “Wow, you certainly have a type, don’t you?” Once again, her daughter is getting involved with someone who’s very problematic. She uses humor to cover up a lot of her feelings, but she would definitely be concerned—not so much for her daughter’s physical safety (I don’t think anybody in Derry realizes how dangerous Patrick really is), but I do think she would be concerned about Patrick’s reputation and how that might negatively impact her daughter. However, like I’ve said before, these feelings pale in comparison to the fear she has about Henry. She’ll write Patrick off as her daughter’s weird rebound and pray that it ends quickly.

Secondly, Part 1 will end at the same place in the narrative, but it’ll end on a different chapter (probably on 32). To be clear, there won’t be any official parts to this story; the chapters will just keep going as they always have, but you’ll feel all the different parts because they each have their own conflict. When Part 1 ends, you’ll know it because… well, you’ll just know it. It’ll feel very much like we’re heading into brand new territory (and that territory is Patrick 😏). The next chapter is going to focus on Henry, and it’ll pick up right after he walked away from Evelyn. It’ll be a big moment of reflection for him and he’ll try his best to make amends with her. We’ll also find out what Patrick has planned for Martin, so it’ll definitely be a more eventful chapter… if I can get it right.

I don’t plan on taking breaks between every part. I usually take breaks when I get burned out. Some chapters are really, really exhausting to write or they’re just really difficult. I’m taking a very short break now just to recharge my batteries and reset my brain because Henry’s POV scenes aren’t coming together like I want them to. So I’m very glad to go back to DWM for a bit. It’s light, it’s fun, and Eddie always puts me in a good mood.

Lastly (I’m so sorry, I wrote a novel here), I was inspired to write Evelyn because… she’s kind of canon. In the movie, Eddie makes a comment about Richie having a sister, so naturally, I started thinking about what his sister might be like. I didn’t want her to be another trashmouth or Richie 2.0, but I wanted her to have a very similar energy that’s just channeled differently. I also wanted to create a character that would complement Patrick and Henry, and I think Evelyn does very well. I adore Evelyn. I may not treat her very nicely sometimes, but I love her to pieces and I could talk about her and relationships with these characters all day long.

I won’t, though.

Anyway, thank you for taking the time to ask all these questions! It truly made my day 😊

[coopermorrow]

Who I Write For

Hi! My name is Cooper and I am hoping to be a writer one day so I thought what better way of starting off than by writing about my favorite celebrities and characters? I am in many fandoms but not all, so if you don't happen to see one of your favorite celebrities or characters on my list you can still ask me to write about them and I'll do my best!

American Horror Story:

Tate Langdon

Violet Harmon

Nora Montgomery

Lana Winters

Kit Walker

Sister Mary Eunice McKee

Queenie

Madison Montgomery

Zoe Benson

Cordelia Goode

Misty Day

Kyle Spencer (pre and post death)

Dandy Mott

Tristan Duffy

James Patrick March

Elizabeth/The Countess

Kai Anderson

Winter Anderson

Michael Langdon

Mallory

Brooke Thompson

Xavier Plympton

Montana Duke

Harry Gardner

Slashers/Horror Characters:

Michael Myers

Jason Voorhees

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Bubba Sawyer

Vincent Sinclair

Bo Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Tiffany Valentine

Baby Firefly

Doomhead

Brahms Heelshire

Darry Jenner (Jeepers Creepers)

Norman Bates (Bates Motel)

Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal)

Art the Clown

BTS:

Kim Seokjin

Min Yoongi

Jung Hoseok

Kim Namjoon

Park Jimin

Kim Taehyung

Jeon Jungkook

Jackass:

Johnny Knoxville

Steve-O

Ryan Dunn

Bam Margera

Chris Pontius

Rachel Wolfson

Marvel/Avengers Characters:

Loki Laufeyson

Thor Odinson

Tony Stark

Peter Parker

Natasha Romanoff

Steve Rogers

Sam Wilson

James "Bucky" Barnes

Bruce Banner

Wanda Maximoff

IT (2017 and 2019):

Richie Tozier

Bill Denbrough

Eddie Kaspbrak

Mike Hanlon

Stanley Uris

Ben Hanscom

Beverly Marsh

Patrick Hockstetter

Henry Bowers

Reginald "Belch" Huggins

Victor Criss

What's Eating Gilbert Grape:

Gilbert Grape

Arnie Grape

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter

Ronald Weasley

Hermione Granger

Luna Lovegood

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Draco Malfoy

It's Always Sunny In Philadeplphia:

Charlie Kelly

Dennis Reynolds

Deandra "Dee" Reynolds

Ronald "Mac" McDonald

The Last Of Us (show):

Joel Miller

Ellie Williams

Wednesday:

Wednesday Addams

Morticia Addams

Xavier Thorpe

Miscellaneous:

Javier Pena

Kevin Khatchadourian

Jay (Jay and Silent bob)

Jareth the Goblin King (The Labyrinth)

Mort Rainey

Victor Van Dort

Tarrant Hightopp/The Mad Hatter (Alice In Wonderland)

Edward Scissorhands

I will not write rape, 18+ content for underage characters, or anything where the character is another species. I will not take requests containing pedophilia, ablism, racism, homophobia, transphobia, sexism, or any other form of bigotry. Comfort imagines for things such as depression, eating disorders, and anxiety are fine as long as you do not want them to be very descriptive and/or explicit. Please make formal requests through my ask as I will not take comments as formal requests. I write for multiple genders but only smut for afab people as that is the anatomy I am most understanding of. I do take "x reader" requests. I can try to write crossovers, though I'm not too experienced with them and I do write for celebrities as well.

Requests are open now so if you do decide to make one, please include the character(s) you want and at least a small description of what you would like the plot to be. Thank you! <3

[writinginatree]

Bowers Gang x female!Bowers!reader - Fake Friends

A/N: Everytime I think I've stopped writing for the Bowers Gang for good I get a request that's just too good not to write. But this is really gonna be my last fic for them. Probably.

Summary: You recently started hanging out with some girls, and your brother and his gang are convinced they're not good for you. When you find out for yourself how fake these girls are the boys are there to let you rant to them about the horrible day you had.

Warnings: Fake friends, swearing, animal death (a stray cat), mentions of punching someone, reader is not a girly girl

Henry and his friends were hanging out in his room. Usually they avoided going to his house because of his dad, but since he was at work the boys had decided to go there anyway. Various reasons prevented them from going to one of the other's places today, and the weather wasn't nearly good enough to hang out outside.

"Where did you say Y/N is again?" Vic wanted to know from Henry.

"She went to hang out with Greta and these other bitches."

The boys wore matching grimaces of disgust at the thought of the girls in whose company Henry's sister currently was.

They had started hanging around her at school last month, and at first Y/N had disliked them just as much as the boys did.

But it was hard to avoid them since she shared almost all of her classes with them, and they seemed absolutely adamant on befriending her. Y/N eventually grew to enjoy their company. She'd never had any girlfriends, she'd always simply been part of Henry's group. As much as she loved the boys it was nice to have friends of her own for once, to be around other girls, even if they were the bitchy, annoying kind.

The boys were a lot less happy about it, especially her brother. Henry didn't like the way these girls were influencing his sister, how they tried to turn her into a preppy pink priss like themselves. He knew how much she hated that, knew how much she still enjoyed being one of the boys when she was with the gang. Yet she kept ditching them to hang out with the girls, kept letting them put makeup on her and paint her nails in shrill colors she hated. When Henry asked her why the answer had been vague, but what it came down was that she wanted to fit in. He had tried to convince Y/N she didn't need them, that she had the boys and that should be enough, but all that had led to was an argument about how he was trying to boss her around, so he had dropped the topic and never brought it up again.

"One of you guys has to talk to her and get her to stop spending so much time with them. She doesn't wanna listen to me when I tell her these bitches aren't her real friends," Henry said now.

"What makes you think she'll listen to us when she doesn't even listen to you?" Belch asked, and Henry shrugged.

"You know she doesn't like when I tell her what to do. If you guys talk to her she won't feel like that. Just make it sound like you're only saying it because we miss her hanging out with us."

"But that really is why we're saying it, isn't it?"

"Well, yeah. But not only. It's also because there's no way someone like Greta would actually wanna be friends with Y/N. Either they're planning to make fun of her somehow or they want to use her for something."

"Okay, so who's gonna talk to her?" Vic asked. "Or should we just do it together?"

"Definitely not Hockstetter," Belch said.

"Hey, I can be very convincing!" the boy in question complained. "Five minutes and I'll talk her into never wanting to see any of them ever again."

The group bickered back and forth about who would be the best for this conversation, but before they came to a decision Henry's gaze fell out the window and on his sister.

You were lying in the driveway on your back, arms spread out on either side of you, face turned upwards into the rain that was pouring from the sky.

Worry crept into Henry's heart at the sight, thoughts racing through his mind. Why were you back already when you had planned to stay out until suppertime? And what the hell were you doing lying on the ground? Had something happened to you? Were you hurt and unable to get up? He knew you liked the rain, liked to run around in it and play in the mud, and sometimes you also liked to just sit in it, letting it wash over you. Henry didn't get why you loved it so much, but you always said it was comforting to you so he just accepted it.

But even with all your love for the rain you'd never done something like this before.

Your brother got up and headed outside to check on you, his friends now noticed you too and followed him.

When you heard their footsteps closing in on you you turned your head towards them. You tried to turn the pout on your lips into a smile, but it didn't work very well.

"Hey guys."

"Hey." Henry answered for all of them. "You alright there?"

"Mhm. Just had a super shitty day, is all."

"That doesn't really explain why you're lying on the ground." Vic said.

"I fell." You showed them your bloody knee that you had scraped on the gravel of the driveway.

"So instead of getting up and coming inside like any normal person would you just stayed there and took a little rainbath?" Henry asked, exasperation clear in his voice.

You nodded.

"I like it down here. 'n the rain's nice."

"It's cold, Y/N. You're gonna get sick if you don't come inside," your brother scolded you.

You just groaned in annoyance and made no move to get up.

"Please, Y/N. Let's get you dried off and then you can tell us about your shitty day. I'll even make you a hot chocolate."

You perked up at this offer, and Henry knew he had convinced you. Hot chocolate for the win.

He held out his hand to you and you gripped it, letting him help you up.

While you disappeared into the bathroom to dry off and get changed Henry went to the kitchen, digging through the cabinets in hopes you actually had all ingredients for a hot chocolate at home. Luckily you did, and a few minutes later you all sat in Henry's room, with you holding a steaming cup of hot chocolate in your hands.

You had changed into a fluffy pajama, completely ignoring the fact that it was only afternoon and not even close to bedtime, and were sat next to Henry on his bed.

You took a sip and contently closed your eyes for a moment, before setting the cup down on the nightstand and letting yourself flop back on the mattress with a dramatic sigh.

"This was literally the worst day ever," you told the boys.

They exchanged a glance, already suspecting it had something to do with the girls that you called your friends.

"Wanna tell us about it?" your brother asked.

"Well, you know I was gonna hang out with the girls, right? And I got there a little early and heard Greta and Carol talking 'bout me. Turns out they all just hung out with me so you'd leave them alone at school. I heard them say how annoying I am 'cause I don't act girly enough and if it's really worth the bother to hang out with me."

You sniffled and tried to hold back the tears that were threatening to flow down your cheeks. You were staring up at the ceiling, so you couldn't see the boys, but you could practically feel the anger radiating off of them. All four of them were extremely protective of you, as far as they were concerned anyone who dared to make you cry deserved the death sentence. Your heart warmed at the thought. Yeah, these rowdy boys here with you were your real friends.

"So I went up to them, told them to go fuck themselves and punched Greta," you went on, and a small smirk pulled at the corner of your mouth at the memory. "I'm pretty sure I broke her nose."

The boys laughed and hollered, glad you had given the leader of these stuck-up girls payback for the way they'd treated you, and Henry proudly ruffled your damp hair.

Their happiness quickly died down when you continued speaking, making them realize that the conversation you'd overheard had only been the first of several shitty things to ruin your day.

"Then while I was walking home I saw this cat, it was all white and fluffy and it let me pet it."

Patrick rolled his eyes at this, as he didn't share your love for the animals, but the others had fond smiles on their lips. You didn't take notice of either and kept talking.

"But then it thundered and the cat got scared, and it just ran out on the street." Your voice was getting shakier with every word, and a tear fell from your eye, which you quickly wiped away. Henry was starting to suspect where this story was going, and as you continued he heard exactly what he expected. "And I tried to call for it but it didn't listen and then this car just drove right over it. It absolutely mashed it and that asshole didn't even stop his car to look what he's done!" You sat up, anger flashing in your eyes. "How could anybody do something like that?!"

The boys only shrugged, and Patrick had to bite back a laugh at how upset you were. It was only a cat, for fucks sake. At least to him.

When you didn't get an answer you finished your story. "And then when I finally get home I just have to fall down in the driveway and scrape my knee. As if my day hadn't been bad enough already."

You reached for your hot chocolate and drank some more of it.

"Aww, poor baby," Henry said, a teasing grin on his face.

You ignored the mocking undertone of his voice, knowing he really did feel bad for you, and held out your arms in a wordless plea to be cuddled, to which your brother obliged.

"I ain't doing nothing else today. 'm staying right here in bed until morning comes and I have to get up," you declared.

Henry raised an eyebrow at this.

"Right here, in my bed?"

"Yeah. Fuck going to my own bed, that's too far away," you grumbled, much to the other boys amusement.

"Huh. And what about dinner?"

This gave you pause. "Shit. Okay, I'll get up for dinner, but I'm going straight to bed after."

"To your own bed, I hope."

[vance-e]

My Idiot

pairings: vance hopper x Fem!reader

warnings: (name) fighting, blood, violence, vance being cute/soft with (name), swearing, vance cleaning the reader up, mention of past (abuse) for like 5 sec

Fandoms: The black phone x IT 2017

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I saw (name) walk into the grab n go. I wont say this outloud but i hate a crush on (name) and whenever she walks into a room i seem to freeze up and cant move. She makes me feel giddy? i guess, i told my “friend” to take over while i go and “grab” something but i actually want to talk to (name). In the past i have tried to talk to her but I can't because i always freeze up or she sees me fighting someone. 

I don’t like it when she sees me fighting somebody because it makes me think that she won’t like me if she sees me fighting with someone. I didn't even know that she knew how to fight until today. I saw her walk out before i could even talk to her. So i just left it and went back to my game until i heard something.

“you fucking asshole” i heard the boy scream at me, he had blood running down his nose. But he deserved it, he was talking shit about my brother. Henry bowers is my brother, the bully in derry. I know he can handle himself but i still don’t like it. I have had a pretty shitty life and henry was the only one who helped me with it. Our dad was abusive after our mother left, he was an alcoholic and was an officer. After what we have been through i wasn’t going to let some 5″4ft  motherfucker talk shit about my brother.

I walked outside to see (name) and some random boy fighting. (name) was winning, she was straddling him while punching him in the mouth, a crowd was surrounding them so i couldn’t see what happened next until i heard a lot of people gasp at something. I pushed them out of the way and saw the boy knocked out. And (name) on the other side of him wiping the blood away.

She had a busted lip, and bloody knuckles and her head had blood coming down it. I heard the police sirens down the road and saw everyone scattering making it look like they weren't watching. I grabbed (name) and ran to an alleyway hiding so the cops wouldn’t take her.

I felt somebody pick me up which i didn’t realize until i was in a alleyway with the one and only Vance hopper. I have heard of him before because my brother fought him. I did find attractive though, his long blond curly hair god I'm whipped. Wait that's right i’m still hurt and hiding from the cops.

“are you okay ”I said looking at her looking where her knuckles are bruised, “ I will go get something cold for your knuckles and be back, stay here okay?” i said while running off to find some ice or something cold” i said while running off to find a vending machine. I Felt weird because i have never been this soft to somebody before. I found a coke vending machine. I ran back with a coke and put it on her knuckles. I heard her hiss and it made me feel guilty “ im sorry, i know it’s going to hurt but its not going to swell up if you let it stay there” i spoke softly to hear so she wouldn't get scared.

“Why are you helping me?” i heard her say, i looked at her confused then started to feel hot “ um- well t- the cops were coming and i didn’t want you to g-go in their” i said stuttering a bit because of how nervous she makes me. “but my brother fought you, why would you help me? the sister of henry bowers” she said while looking up at me. I was shocked to hear that she was henry bowers sister because he was the only one i couldn’t beat. He knocked me out and gave me a massive headache for the last week. “ your not like your brother (name) that’s why i helped you” i said while looking down at her. “Thank you vance” she said smiling at me 

I didn’t like henry. but goddamn his sister was something else. And i wasn’t going to stop until she’s mine

-vance-e

[stan-joonies]

Take You Away

You hated Butch. He was a completely despicable man and the thought of him made you want to punch him. It was unfortunate that you and Henry ended up with such a shit father.

You had practically raised Henry when you were seven, doing your best to shield him from the world.

You tried your best to at least make him respectable, but Butch corrupted him. Henry was a homophobic, racist, prejudice, sociopathic teenager with anger issues.

But you still loved him.

You had taken on three jobs, had only two hours sleep for the past five years and given away all of your belongings for a bus ride to the airport and then going wherever.

It was a promise you made to Henry when he was six, a promise you both remembered.

It was the first time you weren't there to direct Butch's anger on you. Instead, Henry took a vicious beating in your place. He was bruised badly and completely inconsolable, he was sobbing and hiccuping and you were terrified he'd choke on his own breath.

You had grabbed his tiny hands and cradled your face between them, whispering comforting words to him. You bathed him, changed him, got him into bed and laid with him. Your nails scratched delicately at his scalp.

"Soon, Henry, I'll take you away. Just you and me. We'll live in our own house and I'll buy you all the clothes you'd ever want. You'll have the biggest room in the house. You'll play football outside with your friends. We'll have take out every night. We'll have a christmas tree and presents and cuddles every day and we'll drink hot chocolate and--and--and it'll be amazing,"

His large eyes looked up at her, bloodshot still but there was a spark of hope in his eyes.

"Promise?"

"Pinkie Promise,"

Obviously, now Henry was older he lost faith in that. From his view you hadn't done anything to fulfil the promise. He didn't know about your jobs, when he woke up and came home you were there, but that was just because of your carefully picked out jobs. You made sure you'd be there for Henry when he got home, It would only be for half an hour before you snuck off again, he didn't know about the scholarship you were awarded a couple year back. But it ment leaving Henry, so you shot it down. He didn't know how regularly you had to wash the only pair of clothes you had just for something to wear. He didn't know about the meals you skipped when food was scarce. He didn't know about the men you had in your contacts that would give you money for you to keep them company.

And he would never know.

Because you wouldn't let him. It would bring something heavy to his shoulders that you weren't willing to give him.

Your hard work had paid off and that was what mattered.

You have $300,000, having not spent any of your savings for five years. Admittedly you stole a little from Butch, but the fucker deserved it.

You were sat on Henry's bed, listening to him come home, he came straight up to his room, Butch was home and Henry didn't want to wake him. He paused when he saw you.

"Y/n?"

You gestured to the trash bags behind you, there was only three but it held everything you could possibly need.

"I did it, Hen, i got the money. The bus is coming in fifteen minutes. We just got to make it."

His eyes widened, and the grip on the door handle tightened.

"Are you fucking serious," he asked.

You nodded, tapping your pocket.

"I've got a place we can stay, a friend of mine hooked us up,"

In seconds, your arms were full of a teenager, his sobs wracking your body.

You shushed him gently, making sure none of the money fell out your pocket.

It had taken you exactly fifteen minutes to reach the bus stop, handing him the money and receiving tickets before finding seats next to eachother.

Henry's leg was bouncing excitedly.

"This feels fucking weird," he muttered.

You smiled.

"I know," your hand sifted through his hair. "But everythings ok now, right?"

Henry looked at her, his body relaxing and his head coming to rest on your shoulder.

"Right..."

[bowersgangobsessed]

Proper Treatment

Belch Huggins x Bowers!Reader Requested by x0softxgirl0x: Can you do an imagine where the reader is Henry’s sister and she’s not used to positive feedback and affection so when belch starts dating he showers her with love and she’s like wtf Fluff, Mild Abuse! “You good for nothing little slut!” I cringe away as my father rears a hand back. “Hey!” Henry stands in the door. “What?” He gulps, eyes staring into mine. “They’re here. Let’s go.” I quickly grab my bag, dodging around my dad and escaping out the door. We walk in silence for a second. “Are you okay?” I nod, gulping. “Yeah. Thanks.” He grunts, opening the passenger door and crawling in. I open the back door, crawling in next to Patrick. “Hey babe!” I flinch, looking at Reg. “Hey.” He smiles at me, grabbing my hand and pressing a light kiss to my knuckles. “You’re looking beautiful today.” I sit, shocked, cheeks flushed, and trying to comprehend what the fuck is happening. “Thank you?” He smiles, turning around and starting to drive. I look out the window, thinking. “Hey Reg?” He makes eye contact with me through the mirror. “Hmm?” I shake my head. “Nevermind.” He smiles, returning his attention to the road. This is going to be one hell of a weird day.

[daddyyy88]

Masterlist

A lot of stories can be very triggering, please do not skip past the warnings they are there for a reason, my intent is never to hurt anyone, I just simply want to put my work out there for the people who can handle it and enjoy it

anything with a (tw) next to indicates it’s more triggering than the others and it’s just extra precaution for my readers

Hi guys, I know that currently almost none of my links are actually working and I swear I’m working on it I just have next to no free time so it really dwindles my motivation to write and then on top of that have the remake my entire masterlist 😭 please be patient and thank you so much for everything I luv uuuuuu ❤️❤️❤️

I know I barely write anymore and am lucky if I put out one story a month, and it’s honestly because school is really just making it difficult to find the time and then on top of that motivation. I don’t have the same drive I used to when it comes to writing and it’s not as exciting or as much of a hobby as it used to be but I don’t want to stop if that makes sense. I love it but at the same time I don’t feel like doing it most days. Idk. I do my best and that’s all that matters. Love you 🫶🏻

Eddie Munson

“Can I do something insane?” (tw)

Cuddly

Panic Attack

Pancakes

“Yours”

Triple Date

Secret | Secret pt.2

Cats

Shitty Boyfriends

Future

Insecurities

Chilly

“Like what you see?”

Gone (tw)

Family (miniseries)

Touch Starved

Broken (tw)

“I love you”

Tired

Hickeys

His number one supporter

Needy

Take it

Take care of yourself

Joseph Quinn

POV: you’re dating Joseph Quinn and this is your camera roll (part 1 with the rest linked at the bottom

Joey, baby

Costume

Dancing in the rain

Interviews

Touch Starved

Hurt (tw)

Bath

It’s not okay (tw)

Jamie Campbell Bower

POV: you’re dating Jamie Campbell Bower and this is your camera roll (Part 1 with the rest linked at the bottom)

🎶cause I’m just a teenage dirtbag baby🎶

🎶cause I’m just a teenage dirtbag baby🎶

🎶cause I’m just a teenage dirtbag baby🎶

🎶cause I’m just a teenage dirtbag baby🎶

Bad Boyfriend

Interviews

Recovery (tw)

73 questions

Drunk

Just sex

Beach day

Steve Harrington

Teen dad!Steve Harrington Blurb

His hardworking girl

Shittiest boyfriend ever

Robin Buckley’s Step Sister

dad!steve harrington fluff

Approval

Headache

Robin Buckley

Tall Robin x short girlfriend blurb

Tall y/n x Robin

Sick

😳🤨…

Dr. Buckley

modern!mom!robin buckley x pregnant!reader

band kid!Robin x color guard!y/n

Just checking

Maya Hawke

POV: you’re dating Maya Hawke and this is your camera roll (part 1 with the rest linked at the bottom)

🎶cause I’m just a teenage dirtbag baby🎶

🎶cause I’m just a teenage dirtbag baby🎶

🎶cause I’m just a teenage dirtbag baby🎶

Stressed

Cuddles

😳🤨…

Starving

Giggles

Lo’ak

Worthy

Patience

Sensitive

Come back to me

Neteyam

Why do you hate me?

Lonely

Neteyam Smut blurb

No regrets

I like it

Say something

Sebastian Stan

Lovebirds

Te iubesc

Bucky Barnes

Bucky, please

Hard day

CW!Bucky Barnes

Overworked

Chris Evans

In love

Steve Rogers

“I’m scared”

Henry Cavill

Nothing

Henry Cavill Fluff

Chris Sturniolo

Secrets out

You’re drunk

[trickkombowerskru]

The Bowers Gang Being Overprotective Of Their Sister-Like Best Friend

Request: Can you do a bowers gang x reader where the boys see the reader as a little sister and protect her to an annoying degree. PS love your work

A/N: This request is literally a year old and I am so sorry for the long loooong wait anon. Thank you for waiting this damn long and being patient with me

Warnings: None 

You had been friends with Henry since you were kids

Then Reggie came

And Vic

Then Patrick

And your little messy ass family was viewed as completely

You loved your boys

You really did

But that didn't mean you wanted them to prevent you from going after any guy

Or especially any guy from going after you

The second you show any interest in a guy they dig up all the dirt they can on him

Or if it's the other way around...

Dear lord

Needless to say getting threatened by the entire Bowers Gang is more than enough crush replant

However on the few occasions where your boys didn't scare a guy away right from the jump

Just give them a few group hang outs

That should do it

But on some miracle that also doesn't happen

This man better hope he treats you right

Not only would you be on his ass

But having a target THAT BIG on your back

Yeah you have a death wish

But honestly while annoying

You know your boys mean well

And most of the time they luck out

Since the ones they scare away the quickest...

Usually end up being the ones who would hurt you the most

And when you do get your heart broken

Well expect your boys to be ready to take your mind off of things

Each having their own techniques

Some working better than others

One of them always tailing you at a party

Of course they can't have anyone trying to drug their girl

At the very least their protectiveness doesn't apply to how much you drink 

Most of the time anyway

Like girl if you're on a bender Reggie would step in and get you to walk away before you hurt yourself

So if you get a hang over they're at your door the next day

With random hangover cures

Overall the five of you just look after each other

[a-pretty-nerd]

Car Seat (Henry Bowers x Fem!Reader)

Request: "Hii again! I hope you're well! I was hoping I'd make a request for Henry?

Reader is Belch's sister and her and Henry take turns for who rides shotgun. She knows he has a thing for her so she loves to discreetly tease him. One day he is in a pissy mood and sat at the front but it was the reader's turn, but she didn't gave in, so instead she sat on his lap, everyone is shocked but she's acting nonchalant. After a while she realizes he got a bit too excited so she decides to tease him.

You decide the ending and if you wanna make it smutty or not 😊" ~ Anon

A/N: Love a good teasing smut!

If you like my work, don't be afraid to interact and send a request! It helps me a lot! Check out my original work on my wattpad, and if you wanna support me further, I have a patreon!

Warnings: Smut, disgusting 80s trash fire boys, etc.

Being "the girl" had its ups and downs. On the upside, there seemed to be an unspoken agreement that you were to be protected at all costs. You were held up on a bizarre pedestal of femininity and purity. As the sister of Reginald Huggins, you were automatically blended into two clashing worlds. On the downside, you were shown little to no respect of your thoughts or feelings. Regardless what they were, whether you were encouraging or not, you were quieted.

When Henry wasn't there, you sat in the front passenger seat beside your brother. Reggie was a good big brother. He looked out for you, protected you, always expected more from you. But there was still a part of you that loathed him for it. He could be as bad as he wanted. He could be as gross and depraved and mean as he wanted with little to no consequences. You envied him and his gang.

You wanted nothing more than to be apart of their horrible, wretched world. You wanted to let loose, be free of judgement or rules. You craved it all. Your anger bubbling in your soul flowed forth and threatening to pour out of your perfect lips. You bit your lip in an attempt to hold back. Soon you were distracted from your efforts.

"Are you deaf? Get the fuck out of my seat." Henry barked at you. Reggie had parked the car outside his out, and he had opened the car door. Expecting you to make your way to the back seat as was routine. You looked up at him with a wide, confused gaze.

"Huh?" You asked.

"You heard me, you brat. Get out of my fucking seat!" He snarled. You shuffled out of the car and watched him throw himself into the car. You starred down at him and then to the back seat. Patrick and Vicc looked up at you. Patrick flashing a sly grin as he shuffled over and patted the seat beside him.

Without another thought, you sat back down. Planting your ass firmly in Henry's lap. You shut the car door and looked back to your brother as if nothing had happened.

"So, where to? The strip mall? The query?" You asked, turning back to the others in the back with a straight, unflinching face. Henry's jaw dropped, gobsmacked. He placed his rough hands firmly on your hips as a reflex. He truly didn't know what to do, and neither did the others.

"...y/n." Reggie mumbled.

"What?" You asked, turning your attention to him. Your gaze board into his wide eyes. Begging for him to say or do something about it. For once in your measly life, you felt in control. You had your moments with the four teenaged boys, but now, you were certain. They were easy to exploit and ultimately, to control.

"Strip mall sounds nice." Vicc nodded in the back. With that, Reggie started the car and drove off down the secluded country road. You looked out the window, happy with your seat. As the car forced you to bounce in place, you soon felt a hard protrusion poking at your clothed ass. You smiled to yourself.

You leaned into Henry, knowing damn well what you were doing to him. Knowing the control you had over him here and now. You teased him as you bounced periodically, even grinding down at moments. Feeling his erection grow and strain against you. You even heard his breathing become labored as he struggled against the head rest. If he was like this now, how weak could you get him if you went all the way with him?

All the way with Henry Bowers? Objectively, you were disgusted at the thought. But the noises he made in your ear as his hard cock struggled against your wet cunt. Maybe, just maybe. What kind of noises would he make then? Would he beg you for more? Beg, yes, you'd make him beg for it. You'd break him down to a desperate squealing mess.

You squirmed in your seat as you drowned yourself in your fantasies. The bulge rubbing against you just right. It sent shivers down your spine and it made Henry grip tightly on your hips. Your movement was too much. It was all too much for him. He found himself pushing back against you when the car bounced to get more friction. More. More. Just a little-

He made a small whimper before masking it with a strained a cough. Everyone adverted their gaze as they made uncomfortable conversation. You bit your bottom lip, knowing damn well what you did. It was obvious when the bulge pressing against you slowly relaxed and disappeared. It made you so excited to know you made Henry Bowers cream his pants.

As the car was parked and the gang shuffled out of the vehicle, you watched Henry closely. You noticed a faint blush cross his pale cheeks.

"You owe me." You whispered in his ear, far away from the others.

"What?" He spat.

"I scratched your back, now you'll scratch mine." You purred. You'd break him eventually. You promised yourself that. You'd break Henry Bowers.

[hellimagines]

bowers gang m.list

*=smut x=romantic pairing &=platonic/family pairing

Patrick Hockstetter

Henry Bowers

Drabbles

Gentle Secrets

--henry bowers x fem!reader, best friend!losers club & fem!reader ✦ summary: you’re best friends with the losers club, but you’re also dating henry bowers. ✦ warnings: secret relationships, banter, comedy ✦ word count: drabble, 800+

Series

Waterworks

--henry bowers x fem!hockstetter!reader, brother!patrick hockstetter & sister!reader ✦ summary: you find out your brother has stolen your lighter, so in order to get it back you pull out the waterworks in front of his friends. ✦ warnings: drug use, sibling banter, sexual innuendos ✦ word count: drabble, 800+

Waterworks Pt. 2

--henry bowers x fem!hockstetter!reader, brother!patrick hockstetter & sister!reader ✦ summary: you hang out with your brother and his friends at the quarry. ✦ warnings: drug use, underage drinking, mentions of past suicidal tendencies, sibling banter, sibling fighting, sexual innuendos ✦ word count: 2,000+

Poly Bowers Gang

Drabbles

Vinyl Cries

--posted on @imagineaworlds ✦ poly!bowers gang x fem!reader ✦ summary: your favorite vinyl breaks and the boys do their best to comfort you. ✦ warnings: anxiety, anxiety attacks, angst, hurt&comfort, fluff ✦ word count: drabble, 700+

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