#Vic Criss Mention

[noyoucantpinmedown]

The Bowers Gang When Their Partner Has Their Period

Basically headcanons on the boys' attitude towards periods and how they handle their afab partner having one.

Belch Huggings

While Belch was raised by his loving mom, I picture Mrs. Huggings being quite old-fashioned and therefore very sheepish when it comes to talking biology with her son. Poor woman barely made it through giving him the sex talk, and as a result all Reggie knows is that whatever happens during the elusive ''time of the month'', it's not fun. Despite his lack of knowledge, Belch will be very doting of his partner if he's told they're having theirs, or even if he thinks they might be (he will never ask, or say the P word.) His SO can expect even more cuddles, random store bought or home-cooked treats (Mama Huggins is proud of how considerate her boy is), supplies kept on hand in the glove compartment of his car, patience, and compassion. Will assume sex is out of the question for the time being, but if his partner asks, he's more than happy to oblige. Generally will check on his SO constantly to the point of being annoying, and is willing to do anything they want, being nothing but understanding and obliging the whole time, even if his partner is cranky and takes out their frustration on him. Clueless as he is, he's ready to do anything he can think of to help, and is eager to be directed on what his SO needs. Will it kill him inside to be seen out buying pads for his partner? Yes. Will he do it anyway without complaint? Also yes. 10/10 in terms of support.

Victor Criss

I headcanon Victor as having two younger sisters and one of them is around the Losers' age, so aside from actually having been educated by his parents, he has actually witnessed what it can be like. He's the best prepared for this scenario and the most mature about it. As most teenage boys, Vic is a bit grossed out by the whole thing, but he's determined to handle it maturely and discuss it openly with his partner. Once he knows Aunt Flo is in town, he'll steal some pads from his sister and mom's stash to keep in his backpack, along with some Advil for cramps. He will show empathy for his SO's aches and mood swings, but unlike Belch, he will not take his SO directing their frustration at him- they may be bleeding, but that does not get them a free pass to treat him badly. In terms of intimacy, he's squicked out by blood in a sexual context, so his partner is on their own for that one. Other that that, he's happy to provide whatever his SO needs- he'll cuddle and read with his partner when they're bedridden with cramps, supply them with warm drinks, listen to them rant, and provide plenty of affection.

We're done with the sweet boyfriends part- onto the shitty ones.

Patrick Hockstetter

Patrick's knowledge on menstruation amounts to sexist stereotypes, and shameless as he is, he's not afraid to talk about it. The type to bring it up whenever his partner is grumpier than usual (''Oh, I see. Shark week, is it?''), and enjoys coming up with names for it- they're about as gross as you can expect. He's curious about how it really works, though, which might make it even worse, because now his taunts are even more based in reality. The stereotypical ones don't really stop either, though. The only one who will not tell their partner if their clothes are stained in public, because it's funnier if they're walking around with a red spot on the back of their pants. Patrick has an uncanny ability to just know when his partner's having their monthly visitor without them having to mention it (because he's a stalker with great observational skills). Doesn't give a shit about what their partner is going through, no emotional support to be found here. He's just as likely to take mood swings and crankiness in good fun (but there will be some form of punishment if his SO crosses the line of what he considers entertaining sass) as he is to get bored with it and avoid his partner until they're in a more agreeable mood. But hey, he is not completely useless- will give his partner all the physical affection they want, because he enjoys his partner being clingy and it's easy to transition to sex from there. Every now and then he'll swipe treats and supplies from the store even if he is not asked for them. The more attached Patrick feels to his SO, the more likely he is to do it and the more likely he is to not ask for anything in return... the latter still isn't a lot, he'll still expect his partner to fall over themselves thanking him for his sacrifice and generosity (that being the one chocolate bar he stole while going to steal cigarettes for himself). Generally speaking though, for Patrick it's business as usual. Ditto for intimacy. The negative is that he will expect his partner to put out in some form of another; the positive is that his partner will not be without if they habe those kind of cravings, and absolutely nothing is off the table because we know Patrick is nasty as hell and really enjoys blood. If his partner really wants nothing to do with him in that department, no big deal! He'll just find someone who does while he waits out the crimson tide :) He's such a catch, guys!

Henry Bowers

Oh boy. So, here's the thing: unlike Patrick, Henry actually wants to help. Unlike Vic and Belch, Henry is too stoic and hard-headed to even touch the topic. All he knows about menstruation is wrapped up in sexism, so he probably thinks that ''it's not that big of a deal'', or that ''women play it up for attention''. But he's squeamish when it comes to the reality of All Things Afab, so if he pulls the ''are you on you period'' card when his partner is in a bad mood and his partner answers Yes, I am, expect blushing and stammering. Wants to help, but does not want to talk about it, and a lot of the things that would help he considers demeaning (he will not be caught dead in the feminine care aisle). Not much to offer in the way of emotional support, except awkward pats and clumsy attempts at validation. He will show his partner more grace than usual, but if they're the type to complain a lot, get snappy or emotional, he'll get very tired very quickly. As far as sex is concerned, Henry expects his needs to still be met but refuses to touch his partner below the hips- he won't push his SO more than once or twice, though, and will wait it out without bringing it up again. Generally better at the quiet moments: sitting with his SO while they nap or watch a movie, wordlessly giving them food or a hot water bottle and trying to blissfully ignore the whole situation as much as he can.

[ambrossart]

Hello, my question is about the Bowers gang and the music. I simply found it curious and fun and since Victor also seems to be a music fan and invited Evelyn next time to listen to music, my question is about her musical tastes, if she has a group. favorite or what genre of music do they listen to or if they have a favorite singer since Belch is a character who is characterized by the fact that he loves Metallica, so he asks me what type of music would each one listen to, Belch, well, he listens to metallica and anthrax (he has a band t-shirt and it appears in a movie if I remember correctly) Victor in one of the chapters says that he likes an Aerosmith song but from there I don't have an idea of ​​the bands or singers I heard, much less Henry or Patrick, I feel Patrick would be the strangest, he doesn't even seem like a person who listened to music or is a fan of someone and Henry doesn't seem that way to me either, and also it's from the 80's so it's even more interesting because I love the music of the 80's. 80s and 70s.

First of all, I absolutely love questions like this! I’ve had the worst week, so this was a very welcome mental vacation. Thank you for this.

Anyway, let’s discuss everyone’s music preferences! I’m just gonna break this down character by character to make my life easier.

— Evelyn

Evelyn likes whatever songs catch her ear on the radio. Music isn’t a huge part of her life, so she doesn’t really have a favorite song or artist. She has songs she likes (a lot of those classic 80s pop hits), sure, but I doubt she knows the names of most of them. So far, I think the only artists I’ve specifically mentioned her liking are Olivia Newton-John, the B-52s (literally just for “Love Shack” probably), and The Beach Boys, but we’ll discover more of her interests later. It’s not a major storyline by any means, but it does get explored.

— Vic

This may be a departure from canon, but in my mind, Victor Criss is an early adopter of the whole 90s grunge aesthetic. Messy hair. Ripped jeans. Flannel. Oversized shirts. Drinking coffee and smoking weed. If this story took place in the 90s, Vic would be all up in that grunge scene. I’m honestly super bummed I couldn’t go that route with him, but mark my words, that boy will go full grunge in college. He will.

Since this story doesn’t take place in the 90s, a lot of people (and by “people” I mean the characters in the story) probably assume Vic’s into heavy metal like Belch, but that’s not necessarily true. See, Vic is very picky about his music, and I don’t mean that in a snobby way at all (although Vic can be a little snobby about it). For him, music is therapy. Vic just wants to get really high, listen to some music, and escape himself for a while. And the wrong kind of music can be painfully grating to him, like to the point where it would cause him intense physical discomfort. That’s why he’s so picky.

So what kind of music does Vic like? I dunno… I could see him being into psychedelic rock, artists like Pink Floyd, Jimi Hendrix, Cream, The Byrds, The Beatles, stuff like that. Vic is very private about his music, though. There’s a reason Christie Gibson can’t seem to figure him out.

It's also a pretty big deal that Vic has invited Evelyn to listen to music with him. Just saying.

— Belch

Next to Victor, Belch is probably the most serious about music. As we all know from the movie, heavy metal is his preference and his passion, but he’s also the kind of guy who can (secretly) appreciate a well-composed song regardless of its genre. That being said, Belch does tend to steer clear of the mainstream pop music scene… unless, of course, Christie Gibson is with him. Yeah, when those two are together, he pretty much lets her play whatever music she wants (because Belch is a good boyfriend).

— Henry

Yeah, I don’t think Henry is that serious about music. He listens to it, sure, everyone does, but it doesn’t impact his life significantly. Despite that, Henry’s tastes are probably very similar to Belch’s, simply because that’s how Henry gets exposed to most of his music: he listens to whatever Belch plays in the car. Apart from that, I could also see him being into bands like Led Zeppelin, Blue Öyster Cult, Deep Purple, Kansas, etc. But would he consider any of them his favorite band? Probably not, because Henry doesn’t have a favorite band.

Honestly, I think Henry has a very negative relationship with music in general. Anything that tries to tap into his emotions or influence his emotions, yeah Henry doesn’t like that. At all. He doesn’t wanna feel things. He doesn’t wanna think about his parents or his childhood. He wants all that shit to stay buried real deep.

— Patrick

For Patrick, all music sounds the same—and by that, I mean it’s all just “noise” to him. He doesn’t connect to it on any level, least of all emotionally.

In Chapter 5 (I think?) we saw Patrick using the radio kind of like a weapon. He purposefully messed with the knob to create the most annoying sounds his possibly could, hoping that it would drive the other guys in the car crazy. And it worked. Belch almost crashed the damn car. That pretty much sums up Patrick’s relationship with music. It’s just something else for him to manipulate and use for his entertainment.

So yeah, I could see Patrick listening to some really weird shit, like music that isn’t really music, but more like a bunch of random creepy/disturbing sounds put together. Patrick’s a weirdo. There’s no way he listens to traditional music.

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Okay, that's all I have to say on the subject. Thanks again for this ask! It was a lot of fun to think about. ❤️

[b-a-n-a-n-a-ss]

IT: Victor Criss x reader - Reunited

Summary: Pennywise kills the reader and she turns into a ghost and cry’s about her boyfriend. But after Henry kills Victor and belch, the couple meet again.

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As I sat in my abandoned room, I cried. I missed my Victor. I missed hugging him and kissing him. I missed being with him and joking around. I missed making love to him and I missed his sweet sweet after care.

I missed my friends, my parents and even some of the losers. I missed Henry and his stupid sarcasm that always used to piss me off. I missed belch and his rock music and his car. And I’ve missed Patrick since he went missing. It wasn’t the same without him with us. I missed his jokes and his crazy personality

I wanted to go home. But I was home. I was just dead.

Pennywise killed me. He led me into some type of cliff and the last thing I remember is falling down the Cliff and dying from impact. When I woke up, I thought it was all a bad dream. So I left my house to try and find my friends. But when I finally found them, they ignored me. They didn’t ignore me they just couldn’t see me, because I was dead. I’m a ghost now. I can pick things up and move things, but I can’t interact with anyone.

And it hurts. I just want to see my Victor one last time. I never got to say goodbye to him. He and belch dropped me off at home that night and they never saw me again. I feel so bad. Victor is so worried about me and I know he’s scared.

My parents haven’t come into my room since I died. Everyone knows that I’m missing, but they don’t know I’m dead. They never found my body. My parents have half the damn town looking everywhere for me. They are hardly even in the house anymore. They spend the whole day looking for me.

I have been curled up in a ball for three weeks now. That’s how long I’ve been dead. I just lay there and cry and wonder what everyone is thinking.

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Currently I was laying on my floor again. Just thinking. I heard commotion coming from downstairs and I started to get scared. What if Pennywise is back? What do I do?

I carefully stood up and walked out of my room quietly. I heard panting and saw familiar blonde hair. Victor?

“Y/n! Oh y/n are you here?” He yelled while frantically looking around my house. I walked down my stairs and came face to face with my boyfriend. He was wearing his sleeveless tank shirt and his usual jeans. He looked at me with tears in his eyes. He jumped to me and engulfed me in the tightest hug I’ve ever had. I hugged him back just as tight.

We held each other and sobbed.

“Oh y/n I missed you so much.” He cried as he cradled my head and pet my hair. I peppered kisses on his collar bone and buried my head into his neck.

“Victor.” I said, voice muffled by his shirt.

“Yes baby?” He replied as he pulled back a little to look at my face. He cupped my cheek with his right hand and ran his thumb over my lips and cheek. His left hand still held me.

“Victor I’m dead.” I told him. He winced and nodded his head and kissed my lips passionately.

“I am too y/n. I’m so sorry wasn’t there to save you. I missed you so much I was going crazy.” He whispered to me as he leaned his forehead against mine.

We stood in each others embrace for a few more minutes until we both went up to my room and laid on my bed. We were cuddled up to each other, me curled into his side with my head on his chest and his arm hugging my body to his.

“How did you die Vic?” I asked him. He smiled lightly at my use of his old and lovable nickname.

“Henry. The asshole killed me. He’s fucking crazy y/n. I’m really glad you weren’t there to see how fucked up he got.” Victor told me. I frowned at the mention of my friend.

“What did he do to you?” I asked again. He sighed and turned his head to look at me.

“He slashed my throat. He killed belch too. It’s just him now.” He said then kissed my lips and leaned back again.

“What happened to you y/n? You were with us one day and gone the next. I was so scared. Who did this to you?” He asked me now.

“The same guy that killed Patrick. That evil fucking thing.” I said. I burrowed myself deeper into victors chest and inhaled his scent that I’ve missed.

“Patrick’s dead?”

“Yes. That’s why they are still looking for both of us. They never found our bodies Vic.” I explained to him.

“I’ve been dead for three weeks. Three horrible weeks.” I continued.

Victor squeezed my body and laid his head on top of mine.

“I love you y/n. Oh god I love you so much.” He said.

“I love you too Victor.”

We looked towards each other and we both sat up. We drifted into each other and soon we were kissing and undressing each other.

He touched me so sweetly and lovingly, like this was the last time he would ever see me. He entered into me and our bodies moved fluidly with one another. He kissed my lip and held his hands on my waist while he pumped into my body. I gasped as he pushed deeper into me, his hands coming up to stroke my sweaty face.

“Vic harder please.” I moaned and bucked my hips to meet him halfway. He did as told and he started to thrust harder into me. My legs now shaking and sweat from victors body dripping onto mine.

He came into me and when he pulled out I came as well. He cleaned me up and laid beside me on my bed. We turned to lay on our sides facing each other. He stroked my face and kissed me lovingly and longingly. We were both panting and sweaty.

“I love you.” He whispered and moved his body closer to mine. We were pressed against each other and this was the safest I’ve felt in three weeks.

“I love you too Victor.” I replied with a smile.

“Will we be with each other forever now?” He asked as his eyes started to droop.

“I think so. We can be with each other for eternity. Victor we can’t be hurt. We are together now.” I said as I draped my arm across his waist. He pulled me closer to him and kissed my head.

“I’m glad.”

[alotta-lovin]

How would any of your f/o(s), your choice of course, describe you? 💙

I hope you don’t mind i’m gonna be doing this as if its a story being told from Reggie’s perspective. it’s a bit to read but its not a whole lot, so please read under the cut, i’m actually very proud of this–

I’ve known this girl for a majority of my life. we’ve had classes together on and off for who knows how long… yet, I didn’t know her till now. All I knew of her was she never called me “Belch”. She used my original, and preferred nickname; “Reggie” or some variant of that. You could tell what kind of day she was having depending on what she called me, “Reggie” or “Reg” was on a good day, “Reginald” was clearly a bad day. She always asked me how my day was going, would say hi when passing me in the halls. All I knew her as was “that-blonde-girl-with-the-short-hair”.

But– the first time I finally noticed her, was when she was jumping over a railing on the stairs as my friends and I were walking up the steps and she landed right on Patrick, before running off yelling “sorry” as she rushed off. She left a big imprint on me that day… and Patrick, you could see the indent of her boots on his back and arm.. even bruised a bit.

I started to look forward to the classes I shared with her, seeing her in the hall would bring a kind of light to the regular, dreary days in Derry. How did I not notice she had a locker near me? How did I not know her name after being in classes with her for so long and in school with her for my whole life?

That moment though, it was like everything went in slow motion. Like in the movies when you meet the one person you knew would change your life, like they were meant to be with you. But I thought it was just a passing interaction in my life, like I would never see or speak to her again. It’s not like she would ever notice me that way, anyways. Until she threw her book at Henry for picking on a kid— I’ve never seen that amount of bravery come from someone so small, let alone a girl. Especially when it comes to Henry Bowers.

Standing between Henry and the kid he was picking on, chest puffed up, her hair hanging in her face and her little hands balled into iron fists and strong protective energy coming from her. You could practically feel it in the air. If Henry pushed her; she’d push back harder. He hit her, she hit harder. She didn’t seem to be afraid to stand up to him even if she was shaking. She called him out. Even when Vic and I didn’t. She stood up to him… to have that much morality and care for a kid she more than likely didn’t know and was more than willing to take a hit or two just to protect them and let them get away is what initially drew me to her.

After those two instances, I always noticed her. whenever we would enter a room, my eyes couldn’t help but panning the faces of those in the room in hopes of seeing her. With unique color of her blue eyes, it would be easy to find her among all the grays, browns, and greens that seem to make up the majority of the people in Derry.

From just a side glance or catching a small glimpse of her from the corner of my eye, I knew it was her, the way she walked, her bright blue eyes, her short, wavy blonde hair. I always noticed her. Even if i couldn’t see her, the way her voice voice would carry on the wind when she was passionate about something, signaling that she was close, could calm me down faster than anything else. She was my humanity.

[misszura]

Hdjdjd I just dreamed about an it modern AU.

I was so sad waking up, so let's write it down, so you can be sad with me.

So it was comic starting showing some mountain chalets "this story is about a winter camp"

So in this au, pennywise is the... Guardian (?) of the camp. "in this camp, penny has to keep an open eye* (we only see his foot, from the back, the comic is in black and white and his foot is slightly glowing blue).

I don't really remember why, but basically he has to keep an eye on the Bowers gang who's probably bullying some kids.

There was a cute panel of them sleeping, Henry on belch shoulder, and Vic on Henry's lap, they're glowing blue too, a panel of a smiling peny (probably bon grey form)

Then a panel of a bunch of kids playing. All glowing blue.

"they all find occupations, but sometimes they're bored, no one come visit here, except once a year" panel of a guy, see from the back, walking in the snow, with a big backpack. Then panel of the front door of the camp, we can see it's old and broken, as if no one had visited it for a long long time.

Panel, the guy walking, we see his face, it's Patrick, older.

"sometimes he wishes he was better, he wishes that he wasn't grounded that day" he walks in the camp, he does not see the glowing blue kids that run past him. He goes through the camp, remembering his memories from the past (like he sees his past self with his friends) then he sees himself getting grounded, not allowed to go skiing with the group, then him learning that they all gone wanted after an avalanche, probably dead. He remembered trying to kill himself, seeing his friends during his short comatose.

We see the Bowers gang walking with him saying things like "wow you're old!" "you can buy beer without fake ID now" they're happy, his face is still frowned (?) he keep walking in the mountains "sometimes he wishes he was still in coma, to see his friends again" he keep walking deeper in the mountains, he knows the place.

He stops in a caves, and start to undo his backpack, Vic on his shoulder, asking questions, no answer. He takes some things out, a bunch of material.

"maybe today is the day"

You see him running to the edge of the mountain, by another exit, then jumping from it.

You see him falling, little panels with him becoming more little every time. Then you see a parachute.

"maybe not"

The Bowers gang is shouting encouraging things, they're exited, it's cool, they're proud that they're friend is scared of nothing.

Patrick is sad.

I really dreamed that, as if I was reading it on Tumblr, the author was giving some more information, like how they read an article recently, and that inspired this, giving they're discord to contact them, and saying that only one person (their friend) was allowed to write a whole fic about this AU. It seems so real. So here it is, if someone want to write it good, draw it or anything, it's for you.

[reggieservices]

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

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

Bowers Gang x GN! Short! Reader

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

Henry Bowers

+ Oh my oh my.

+He would absolutely ADORE you.

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

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

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

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

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

+ always rests his hand on you head

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

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

+ That's for him to do only.

+ will protect you with his LIFE

Vic Criss

+ The Short King himself

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

+ finally, someone he has like 8 inches over

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

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

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

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

+ Absolutely spoils you

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

Patrick Hockstetter

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

+ Always reaches over you

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

Reggie Huggins

+ Oh wow

+ He is a GIANT compared to you

+ Big man is maybe 6'4

+ Constantly giving you piggy back rides

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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AAAA this was so freaking adorable

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

~Reggieservices

[everythingisnightvale]

Bowers Gang Hangover Headcanons(because I’m currently hungover so why not)

Warning Mentions of Vomiting

Vic- do not even say the word alcohol the next day. He will vomit. He’s going to throw up reguardless but talking about alcohol or giving him food will just set him off. The others have to force sprite and dry toast down his throat because he’ll dry heave for half the day and even though throwing up food is gross it’s better than throwing up nothing but stomach acid.

Belch- he doesn’t usually get hangovers. His size and the fact that he’s typically Designated Driver make it pretty rare. On the few occations it’s happened it’s usually nothing more than a headache and sensitivity to light

Patrick- he also doesn’t typically get hangovers. He likes to get a pleasant buzz going but he doesn’t like to get too drunk. He doesn’t like not being in 100% control of his actions. When he gets actually hungover he’s miserable to be around. He doesn’t throw up much but he spends most of the day nauseous. He will make himself throw up a few times hoping to get rid of the feeling(that’s not good kids don’t do that) EDIT: Also I’ve decided that when Patrick’s hung over he takes long showers where he sits on the shower floor and usually falls asleep.

Henry- he spends most of the time getting sick the night before so he’s not feeling super sick the next day. He is incredibly irritable and well bite your head off if you’re not careful. (He did get so drunk once that he passed out outside against the side of a 7/11 and pissed himself but Belch is the only one who knows about this. Henry has tried to be less of a hot mess ever sense.)

[ontheblock]

Hey! Love your writing could you do a part 2 of the Bower's experience?

i folded. i finally wrote more henry after convincing myself that i‘m terrible at writing henry lol. especially with this, i really had no clue where to take this part two. i hope i do this boy justice. this turned out corny

the bowers experience pt ii - drowning

•warning: mentioned domestic violence, misogyny(?)

bowers experience pt i

You sat on the two seater in Henry‘s house, arms limp in your lap while you stared at the yellowing wallpaper peeling off the wall. The first time you stood in this room it felt homey and lived in. Obviously, you knew all about Henry’s reputation and all about his father. But the way Henry tenderly brushed your hand with his thumb because he was so nervous to bring you home, even with Butch not being there, made it feel domestic. Now those feelings were hard to reach with how blurred your eyes were. The single family portrait still on the wall was a blotch in your vision now that your eyes were swollen and tender. It hurt to move your head so you simply didn‘t, letting it rest against the back of the couch while your eyes wandered to your boyfriend.

A faint voice always tried to remind you that you could do better. There were people that would care if their girlfriend cowered at their caress. People like Victor Criss. He wasn‘t a good person but he was human. And that‘s how you found yourself in his dad‘s car just a day after your fight with Henry.

A faint voice always tried to remind you that you could do better. There were people that would care if their girlfriend cowered at their caress. People like Victor Criss. He wasn‘t a good person but he was human. And that‘s how you found yourself in his dad‘s car just a day after your fight with Henry.

“Henry did that? That‘s.. really bad.“ You frowned softly, picking at your chipping nail polish. “Yeah. He isn‘t always like that. It‘s ok, I made a stupid mistake.“

Vic looked ahead, head falling back into the headrest of his seat. “Would you be here if it was ok?“ You didn‘t have an answer for that. Not because you didn‘t know, it just upset you that he was right. “I love him. We are good together, most of the time.“

Vic hummed, wiping his palms on his jeans. He was probably nervous, unsure even. He wasn‘t a big lady‘s man, only ever dated two girls. You were intimidating for dating his best friend. He knew Henry well and putting something in your head could make things so much worse for you. “I don‘t know. It feels like there is a but.“ You looked over at him, letting his offer to continue talking hang in the air for a moment until you spoke again. “But…��� You paused, looking outside the passenger window. “But sometimes I feel like I‘m drowning.“ Vic didn‘t respond right away and you felt your chest clench. You were practically complaining about his best friend in his dad‘s car. What if he told Henry? Your hands balled into fists as you fought the urge to cry. As you grabbed for the door handle, you felt the warm weight of Vic‘s palm on your shoulder. “If he loves you, he would.. y‘know.“ - pull you from the tide. It went without saying that it was Henry who kept your head under. It would be silly of Vic to say it out loud but you just nodded along. But his hand didn‘t leave and when you looked him in the eyes for the first time that day, you swallowed thickly.

“I don‘t think love is supposed to feel like that, y/n.“

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“Are you fucking deaf? I didn‘t hit you that hard.“

You didn‘t even notice that Henry stood up at all but there he was, standing in front of your hunched form, casting you in his shadow. You looked up at him, blinking. “Sorry.“ Henry just huffed, looking away after briefly studying your battered face.

You didn‘t follow his movements but the footfalls echoed in your head like a migraine. You heard glass clattering, he was getting another beer. Your tongue felt foreign in your mouth when you called his name. A shallow grunt reached you from the kitchen but the words were stuck in your throat as you listened to his approaching steps like a bloodhound. “What? What do you want?“ He was irritated, standing in the door frame with a capped bottle of beer in his hand. You finally looked at him and for the first time in three days, you noticed how he wouldn‘t meet your eyes.

“I- I feel like I‘m drowning.“ Something young and naive in you still expected this to be a scene straight from a movie. You wanted Henry to gather you against his chest and swear to you that he‘d part the ocean just to give you room to breathe again.

His brows pinched together, he balanced his weight on his feet while he regarded you. “What the hell are you talking about?“ It was frustrating. You always knew that Henry wasn‘t a man of many words but at least you expected the ones he had to spare were truthful. You clung to them. Every whispered confession and thought in the dead of night. The time he promised into the darkness in his room that he would try for you. You knew that it was shameful for him, emasculating even. Now you weren‘t sure who he was trying to convince that night.

“You, Henry. I‘m talking about you.“ He didn‘t say anything for once but his eyes had a mean squint to them. “I just- It‘s like you‘re trying to drown me. You can’t- I‘m not-“ your mother. Your back sank deeper into the cushion, the stuttering finally dying on your tongue when an extra loud commercial cut through the tension between you.

“Learn how to swim, y/n.“ You stared at the family photo forgotten on the wall. The woman‘s face was burned out by a lit cigarette, remains of ash smudged across the picture.

[milkybonezz]

Concept! Instead of the losers club having to go back to derry its the Bowers gang 👀 Mayperhaps we can get a couple of hc with reader 👀���

anon, I like your style... I have some hcs about these silly little boys and their silly little careers so you have unleashed something awful

We shall start with the man himself Mr. Henry Bowers:

Now, I like to imagine that Henry stayed in Derry, taking the role of Mike within this scenario because irony obviously, but it also seems the most fitting for him. He will have stayed on his father's old farm and refurbished it, growing produce and other such things to sell but business is sure to have fallen during the big boom of exported produce in supermarkets year-round. He was the one that made all the calls and got his boys (And you, dear reader) back together again in Derry, although admittedly he didn't want them to come back as he had never really settled down into anything serious relationship wise and that fact deeply embarrassed him. Kept his gorgeous mullet, as with it comes his true sense of identity

Patrick Hocktetter

This one's a tricky one, because I cannot conceive a world in which Patrick lives past 20 but let's all pretend that he does. In the book (despite my best efforts to forget any mention of Patrick within it) it is said that Patrick took a liking to art which leads me into thinking that he could have potentially done something with it if he could escape the clutches of the large brown scrawling phase, although that would definitely sell well because art has gotten to a point where a brown squiggle is worth more than an actually well-constructed piece. Okay rant over, but Hockstetter became their resident artist, and piggybacking off of this, he found he didn't need to settle down but could rather benefit from it and use that lifestyle to continue living his little pervy life with no resistance. The call from Derry was unexpected, but not unwanted really.

Reginald 'belch' Huggins

Reggie I feel went on to do some sort of public service, I'm particularly drawn to him being a firefighter but goddamn it he'd be one hell of a nurse. He for sure settled right down and fairly quickly too. A family man through and through but unfortunately without any kiddos at all, so he lives vicariously through fostering them with his wife instead. He lived pretty simply, and had gone on to maintain vintage cars like his trans am in his free time. God he's the sweetest middle-aged man in the world and he'd pretty much completely forgotten about Derry until Henry, his old pal Henry, had called into his work, telling him it was back. That really shook him up, but he's not one to go back on a promise. He moved out of Derry not long after his mother passed away, but didn't leave a moment before. Reg became her primary carer in her final years of life and was there right until the bitter end.

Victor Criss

Initially I had Vic pinned as more of ant arty, free spirit type of guy and then I realised he would probably be suited to a profession requiring intelligence and a lot of it, so I chucked him in as a civil engineer, earning his degree at one of the most prestigious tech universities in the world, MIT. His hair is no longer bleached, a phase that clung on until his mid-twenties and let thereafter. Vic was the richest when they were kids and this still remained, he had shitloads of inheritance money from both his grandparents as well as his actual parents piled up on top of his pretty handsome salary. When Henry called he was pretty freshly divorced and on the verge of being all washed up, nothing but money and a big empty house, so it was nice to hear someone else's voice, even if it came with the announcement that he would have to pack some clothes and fly himself back to Maine... Back to Derry.

Our dearest reader

Now, I cannot actually decide what line of work you want yourself to go down in this scenario, but I can try and prompt where I think you guys might have ended up. If this doesn't suit you, feel free to disregard it and build your own storyline. However, for the sake of this I'm lumping the readers together and putting you all down as a photographer, okay? Okay. You moved out of state after high school to pursue these photography dreams of yours and you got really good at it too, I mean photographing celebrities for Vouge kind of good. You found someone halfway decent and got eloped, just a small thing, no big deal at all. Admittedly you don't truly know if you love them or if you're just with them to fill the void. Like shoving a matching piece from a different puzzle into a jigsaw so that there's no gaps, even if it doesn't feel quite right. The call from Henry gives you an out, it gives you an opportunity to retrace your steps. To find that puzzle piece you seen to have lost along the way.

BONUS ROUND

adding Peter Gordon and Moose Sadler to the fray bc I'm bitter they weren't in the movie(s)

Peter Gordon

Peter Peter Peter oh boy! For those of you who have not read the book, Peter is another rich, West Broadway kid and therefore I'm a little drawn to him just sort of lounging jobless and relying on daddy's money to keep him afloat but at the same time he could potentially buy out a big company and work as it's head so that is the path I selected for him. I feel like he'd definitely be all about benefiting from the US's terribly unfair health system and run himself quite the successful pharmaceutical business. Got himself a wife or four and lived pretty damn good. The call from Bowers probably brings up a lot of resentment that he'd been harbouring after the rockfight where he stopped being friends with Henry, but in his heart he knows it's go back and fight or commit one final act of cowardice and end it all. He chose the former.

Steve 'moose' Sadler

Now, I can imagine Moose leaving Derry, but I don't think he'd ever leave Maine. Poor thing's dumb as a box of rocks withing that state so going elsewhere and having an accent barrier was just another thing he didn't want to deal with. Much like with Reg I do picture him to be a family man, or at the very least settled and comfortably married. A construction worker seems like his calling. He's big and strong and too dumb to know that his job doesn't really pay as well as his wife would like it to, but it keeps them in their house and puts food on the table so she can't complain all too much now can she? Moose's phone call was the longest, as he had retained the least of that summer they all faced It together, but he was certainly the most eager to come and reconcile with Henry. Where Peter held resentment with Henry after the rockfight, Steve was clinging on to shame, and lots of it.

[platoandbooks]

10/04/2017 - You’ll float too 🎈

It has me kind of obsessed.. Like I’m going to watch the movie for the second time tonight..

But productivity first. Today I’m reading the Timaios, working out a night routine for when I’m back at University and sorting through some pictures I took on my trip to Naples earlier this year.

[patrick-in-the-junkyard]

Backseat.

Victor Criss X Reader

GIF is not mine.

Notes: Here’s the Vic Criss smut everyone has been wanting, I missed you all and currently my school grades are bitting me in the butt, but it’s a joy to finally get this one out. The setting is based on the song called Backseat by Peer Günt.

Summary: Derry has it’s brand new drive in open for business, and are screening a night of horror. Of course, the Bowers Gang would attend along with that Victor brings his girlfriend, the reader. But during the middle of the movie, things get heated fast.

Warnings: SMUT, Unprotected Sex, Mentions of Sex, Alcohol Usage, Drug Usage, and Langauge  

Words:3K

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     “Where’s Hockstetter this time? Junkyard?” Henry asked, leading Belch to laugh a little. Henry had a slightly confused look on his face at the now-empty seat next to Victor. 

     “You know that goody-two-shoes new girl? That’s where. He said he will probably arrive later tonight if he's done fast enough.” Henry, then became slightly jealous as he knew he now couldn’t be the first out of his gang to tap it.

     “Whatever, I’ll just hope she doesn’t get any diseases from the fucker.” Henry laid back into the seat, taking a long drag from his cigarette. 

     “Hey! Hey you guys, aren’t we going to pick up my date?” Victor added as he’d been growing impatient all day. Before this moment, he had seen you around Derry High when Henry once pointed you out since according to Henry, you looked very "out of place" in Greta's little gossip group. And it was until when he had accidentally knocked into you when he was chasing a kid who stole his quarter at the arcade downtown. By that point, you guys had talked and had become close over a short period of time.  It was his choice to take you with him since you guys had secretly been a thing, not a single soul knew until now.

     “Chill Criss, we will get her soon. Besides, it’s a few hours till this movie starts anyways.” Belch stated, Henry leaned back into the seat, tapping his foot to the beat of the music.

     “Who is it anyway? Marcia Fadden? Cynthia Stone?” Henry begged to know who his friend had fallen for. While Victor shook his head Henry tossed his cigarette into the tray.  

     “Come on Vic, cut the shit! Who is it?”  Belch was now in on it, curious as well. Victor gave a clue, stating that it was someone in the big Gretta friend group which made Henry fake gag as he thought Vic was talking about Sally Muller.

     “You’ll see when we pull up.” Henry kept an eye out, knowing that he almost knew almost everyone who lived in Derry and their houses.

     “What movie are we seeing anyways?” Henry would be full of disgust if it was another one of those romantic comedies that Belch enjoyed from time to time. 

     "That one slasher movie. The one that has a bunch of sequels... you know? The hockey mask killer!" Belch was the one to decide on which movie to waste his precious gas money on and they had seen a commercial for this film on MTV. Besides Henry was a huge sucker for horror so they all had to at least see it once.

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     It was a Friday night, typical that you had nothing to do except bail on all your friends' plans to sneak out with your boyfriend. It was almost nine o'clock and three hours ago when Victor said he’d be over. You outdid yourself on your outfit, curled hair, nice denim skirt, and a pretty ‘groovy’ top as your mom said. This would be the twentieth night of sneaking out so what could go wrong.

     You spotted the car pull up by your ditch from your window, you took a second to check the lock on your door. There was no looking back as you threw your window open and attempted to jump out. That only made you fall out on your ass, tearing a part of your denim skirt. It took you a solid minute for you to pull yourself up. But before you stood Victor jumped out Henry's door and dragged you to the car. Seeing the light on the other side of the house turn on, he gently pushed you into the back before jumping back in.

     Belch stepped on the gas as soon as the door was closed. You were holding onto Vic for dear life when Henry turned back to take a good long look at you, his eyes tracing your body, then smiling.

     "Criss she sure is pretty, how much would it be to have a turn someday?" Victor gave Henry glare for his ‘joke’ while Belch lightly elbowed him which made him change the conversation to one of their past teachers being a 'Hardass'. Victor patted his lap for you to sit on him, which you obliged giving him a small peck on his cheek. Pressing your face into his neck, his scent was now prominent, cigarettes and cheap cologne. 

     There was a slight breeze from Vic’s side window from being cracked down a little. It danced across your arms making you shiver and snuggle into him even more. His face was bright red and felt as your touch had a complete effect on him, draining the feeling from his body.

     Belch had made a few stops before arriving at the drive-in, first was to his house. He wanted to pick up something which you and Victor stayed in the car with Henry.

     Of course, Henry picked up the most awkward conversation, asking if you guys have already fucked yet and the works. Belch got back in and handed Henry a paper bag. 

     Booze, of course usually a night like this they always had to have a little alcohol. By the time you guys left, it was thirty minutes left until the movie starts giving time to pick up snacks at the Derry Market before arriving on time.

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     Derry had a brand new drive-in movie theater that was finished being built that April, you and Victor alone had only been once this month of May. The car pulled up next to the ticket booth and Belch rolled his window down. But what you hadn’t known was you’d come face to face with one of your main gossip buddies as she had picked up the ticket job.

     "Are you guys here for- holy shit is that-!" Gretta looked up from the little note pad in front of her to see you cracking down the window.

     "And in Victor's lap, damn I thought you had standards." She thought it was hilarious to humiliate you.

     "Gretta I'd give you twenty dollars so you could keep your big mouth shut."  Her eyes lit up and her awful chewing got louder, she was always up for a money deal. 

     "Deal! Just don’t let Marcia see you, she's working concessions tonight and you know she has a big problem with not closing her mouth." She had her hand out from the window of the booth as she watched you dig into your blouse pocket and hand her the twenty.

     "Thank you very much that will pay for your movie, by the way, please don't get aids so I have to kick you out of our group. I’d hate to have it end like that" You sarcastically laughed at her comment while Belch pulled away.

     They parked away from the rest of the cars but not too far from the screen, this made the other people coming in take it as a warning and start to park far away from them. 

     “We are going to wait in here” Victor was fast to call being alone with you in the car leaving Belch and Henry standing outside and looking up at the screen. The movie hadn’t started yet but it was going through previews to upcoming films in an old grindhouse type fashion. There were previews that you couldn’t help but pay attention to, including an advertisement for the Derry snack bar stationed by the ticket booth. 

    Henry spotted a blonde walking by wearing a baby blue tank top and a pair of denim shorts walking past the car. The two of you watched closely as he followed her until you couldn't see him anymore. Belch tossed his cigarette onto the ground and made his way in the direction of Henry. It had become awkwardly silent other than the background sound of the movie.

     Victor took your hand in his, you guys were now finally alone together. 

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     It was in the middle of the movie when you started to take little focus on the film, making little glances at Victor until he would catch you staring. He couldn't help but feel warm inside and slightly nervous around you. 

     You jolted at the loud noise played through the speaker next to your car and accidentally brushed you hand hard on his crotch making him squirm. You hoped that he didn't feel that but that was out the window when he turned his gaze to you.

     "I'm so sorry, I-" He grabbed your hand mid-sentence, he looked deep into your eyes. 

     His hand moved yours to his area, your heart pounded as you felt his warmth. It was easy to feel that he was starting to get hard, very hard. Without taking your eyes off of his face, you rubbed your fingers gently against him. His lips were parted and his cheeks were flushed pink. He couldn’t help but let out a low groan at your light touches. 

     When finally looking down, the outline of his cock was visible through his baggy camo pants. Taking in the sight of the slight twitching in his pants had made your thighs began to tremble. Mouth agape, you wanted to yell out even scream, this couldn’t be happening to you, Right? The only thing you guys had come close to was a sloppy makeout.

     He then lifted your hand and slid it into his pants, feeling how smooth and long his cock was. You placed a few fingers around the tip, it was leaking with pre-cum. You gripped the base of his shaft, lightly squeezing it and gently moved your hand in an up and down motion. Into the moment, he leaned into your neck. ‘Thank God her hair is not in the way.’ He thought as he started leaving a trail of wet sloppy kisses down your neck. It was when he took his hand and began to move his hand over the hem of your skirt. 

     Leaning back, he lifted his head up and spotted Henry making his way back, causing Victor to panic and sit back, accidentally hitting your arm with his knee. Alerting you to remove your hand from inside his pants.

     His head poked through the right side window eyeing the both of you with a big sly grin on his face.

     "Just checkin' in on the both of you, Belch told me to tell you guys he doesn't want his seats covered in jizz. So keep that in mind." He leaned more into the window, moving his arm around to find his pack of cigarettes that unknown to him were crushed between the seat and the glovebox. 

     “Vic do you still have your pack?” He hated Camels which was what Vic smoked but if there was no other choice said would just say ‘Fuck it.’. Victor took a moment before digging into his right pocket and pulling his pack out. He threw it over to Henry and he took out a couple of cigarettes.  Before he could get his head out the window, Victor asked him a question.

     "Where are you even going-." Vic could smell the scent of pot lingering on Henry.

     "A little side party, cool van, pot, and drinks. You guys should join us after your done with fuckin' each other." With that, Henry stood up straight and headed into the same direction he had come from.

     He patiently waited until he couldn’t see anyone in his direction.

     "We don't have much time. Do you want to just do a quickie?" Victor was very worried about getting caught especially in Belch's car of all places. If anyone were to find out the both of you would be dead meat. You nodded not being able to say a single word without stuttering. 

     “How are we s-supposed to fuck in a tiny space like this?” You brushed the tiny pieces of your hair in your face back, taking in a deep breath. 

     “I have an idea.”

     He gently pushed you back down onto the seat. The only complaint was having it be in a tight space and a two-seat backseat it was deemed to be very uncomfortable. While adjusting your back, you watched as he undid his belt and unzipped his pants only pushing them down to his knees. 

     His cock was flushed and had a slight curve but most noticeably he was painfully erect and craving for your touch. Seeing a sight like that only made you be stuck in a trance more than ever. Leaning over, he pushed your skirt up and over your stomach and removed your shirt for you. Mistakenly he ripped your underwear while taking them off, but it's like you needed those anyway.

     "Fuck me, I need you, Vic-." There you were, lying naked and lazily on the seats waiting and craving for Victor's next move.

      Your left leg was hastily pulled over and placed onto his arm making you lay onto your side. If anyone were to be outside, no one would know what was about to happen as double-checked. He looked out the window to see no sight of Henry or Belch just a small group at one car minding their own business. 

      In his hand, he took the reddened flushed tip of his cock and pushed it into your pooling entrance, only taking a second before thrusting the rest into you.  His now grip on your leg tightened, to him the pleasure was unbearable. To you his cock was the perfect fit, making you let out a low moan.

     "You alright sweetheart?" He had completely stopped all movement, holding still, the pressure of your walls gripping his cock almost enough to bring him over the edge. You nodded giving him a reassuring smile. Leaning down he left a small peck on your cheek before glancing down. From his view he could see how neatly tucked inside he was in your wet folds. He began to turn up his pace, watching your reaction to him lowly moving his hips.

     His hips lightly met yours as he was afraid to make the other people outside notice beside he didn't notice the car already was shaking slightly. His body was now completely flushed and couldn’t help but let out loud whimpers, almost fulfilling his urge to drop your leg and just pound you into the seats. He moved his free hand from his side and placed his thumb at your clit.

     He shifted you up pushing your bottom half up towards his hips, fucking up into you. The pleasure was almost too much for you as his thumb worked, moving in slow circles while he thrusts into you. You couldn’t help but let out a loud series of moans as you became close 

     “Are you close princess?” He could feel you tighten around him, about a few more thrusts and you’d be sent.

     “I'm so close, please Vic faster!” That was it, the last straw. He dropped your leg and leaned down. He didn’t care at this point about anyone seeing him at this point. Both of you could hear the wet sounds of his cock going in and out at a hard and fast pace. It was until you let go, letting out the loudest moan and tightening around him.

     “S-Shit! Fuck princess, I’m cumming!” Victor whined into your neck as his hips stuttered. Then halted, he was letting out the prettiest of groans while draining his load into you. His cock twitched as he came inside you leaving you full. The heat was unbearable, your head was burning up and your breath was heavy.

     You both laid there, your back into the seat until Victor lifts himself up and slowly pulls out, hoping to not get anything on Belch’s seat. While pulling up his pants and fixing his belt he watched while you were stuck laying in euphoria. 

     “You're so pretty like that.” He couldn’t help but say, to him you looked like a dream.

     Before going to help you clean up, he began to crack the window down to cool things down for you but was met with a semi-whisper from outside.

     “Psst hey fuckers, You guys put on a really nice fuckin’ show. By the way, nice tits princess.” Patrick pressed his face onto the window while licking it, taking in the sight of your half-naked body. Victor was angered and jumped out the door as fast as he could chasing Patrick until he couldn’t see his lanky figure through the cars. He came back after taking another second to look for Patrick, climbing back into the car. 

     After helping you put your shirt on and your skirt down he couldn’t help but stare into your eyes with a big smile on his face.

     He was in love, madly in love.

     “Hey princess, are you ready to get out and go find the rest of the gang?” He wanted so badly to kiss you again

     “Sure thing.” You leaned in giving him a peck on the lips

     You both were madly in love.  

     You both got out making sure to close the door and made your way around the cars. Eventually, you found the van where Henry stood amongst other people with his shirt off and Patrick lighting the dry grass on fire. Hand in hand, Patrick came up to you both, not taking his eyes off of you. Victor’s grip on you tightened as he stood over you.

     “You guys should fuck more often so I could get another peek at the peep show.” Victor was about to tell him off but before he could Belch stepped in.

     “Oh come on Pats, fuck off.” He laughed and handed Vic a beer. His hand gives you little squeezes, reassuring you that everything will be all right besides tonight will be a long night of fun partying together. 

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     The movie was now almost over and you both were drunk and stoned. The rest of the boys watched as you and Victor held onto each other while saying drunken ‘I love you’s back and forth. Henry was sorta disgusted and slightly jealous since that blonde left him with blue balls. Belch and Patrick just stayed dozed at the scene going on in front of them.

     It was about to change into the final midnight movie. By this time your only concern was getting home just before dawn.

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[ambrossart]

I have more questions👀

DWM:

In chapter 10 of it's said that Eddie started liking the reader because she made him feel like it was ok for him to be himself...but why did she fall in love with him? Was it love at first sight after his performance at the talent show or she got interested after the talent show and then she started liking him?

I'm curious because her feelings were already pretty strong before talking to him, since she went out of her comfort zone to get close to him. And they were obvious enough for Jeff to realize that she had a crush on him😂

It also mad me a bit sad to read that everyone knew she had a crush on Eddie but Eddie himself, and everyone knew Eddie had a crush on her except for her..even Gareth (that never knows what was going on) knew.

Paper men:

The same question popped in my head about the reason Evelyn fell for Henry, since he spat on her when they first met I doubt it it was love at first sight (or maybe it was lol). It seems to me that Evelyn has a thing for "unconventional" boys (Vic at first, then Henry and now Patrick), is it because it's in her nature to see the best in people/situations? I've said it before but I'm team Vic 100%.

Actually, I'm team Reggie (not as a potential lover because he's with Christie) I just love how you are portraying him. Will there be some Christie Reggie content in the future?🌝

Thank you for taking time to answer to all this asks❤️

I have more answers! 👀

DWM

I wouldn't say it was love at first sight, but the reader did develop an instant crush on him during his talent show performance. That night, Eddie got up on stage and was absolutely terrible, but he was so lost in his music that he didn't even care (until he heard someone laughing at him). And I think that left a huge impression on her because that's something she could never do herself. We know the reader struggles with anxiety. She doesn't like public speaking. She doesn't talk a lot during class. She's in theater, but she doesn't perform due to stage fright. Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if the reader was supposed to perform at that talent show but backed out due to anxiety. So, yeah, seeing Eddie do what she couldn't do was very attractive to her, and I think that's why she was so adamant about him "embracing his weirdness" when they were kids. She wanted better for him.

However, since the reader didn't really know Eddie, I think her initial feelings were pretty superficial. They were strong, yes, but ultimately superficial. She liked his spookiness and his weirdness (not to mention those beautiful brown eyes), but she definitely wasn't in love with him at this point. Those feelings developed gradually over the summer as she got to know the real Eddie. She quickly discovered that he was even better than she imagined he would be. He's funny and charming and very, very kind. He listened to her and encouraged her. He made her feel like her thoughts were interesting and had value. For the first time in a long time, the reader felt heard and seen and supported, something she'd only ever experienced with Chrissy, and that's a very special thing.

I love their relationship so much. 😭

Paper Men

Okay, so I think in a way it was love at first sight... but not necessarily romantic, if that makes sense. You'll see what I mean over the next two chapters.

We know that Evelyn was instantly enchanted by Henry's blue eyes, so she definitely was attracted to him in a very innocent, little girl kind of way. But it's more than that. From the moment she met Henry, Evelyn's always had a very strong desire to take care of him. That's the way Evelyn is. If she sees someone suffering, she instinctively wants to comfort them, and I think Henry is a very special and extreme case due to his family situation.

But it took a long time for their relationship to turn romantic (or perhaps for Evelyn to recognize it as romantic). This is mostly because of Victor. Up until the 8th grade, Victor Criss was the object of her affection. She was obsessed with him, so Henry wouldn't have been on her mind like that. She wouldn't have let him be on her mind like that out of loyalty to Vic. That being said, I do think she and Henry developed a very intimate relationship regardless. It's hard not to when you're dealing with that situation. There are so many emotions involved. Evelyn is seeing Henry at his most vulnerable. He needs her. He truly, desperately needs her, and to be needed like that is a very powerful thing. It can really rip at your heartstrings, especially as a teenage girl.

I mean, come on, a cute boy with pretty blue eyes wants Evelyn to take care of him?

Okay 😳

Say no more, right? 😂

Honestly, I think it was inevitable that their relationship would turn romantic, just because of how emotionally charged it already was. Then you add puberty to the mix and... yeah, shit's gonna get messy real quick.

Finally, regarding Reggie and Christie, you will absolutely see more of them. They're actually going to be in Ch. 32 together, so you'll get a little glimpse of their relationship. It's really sweet, a welcome contrast to all these problematic relationships.

[just-another-author-i-guess]

Bowers gang on their girl’s birthday

Requested: nah, but here you go

Warnings: she/her pronounced reader, i will never stop putting Patrick in as a warning, but there’s really nothing much in this I think? Some mentions of sex?

Authors note: so I’m making this because it’s my birthday, so yay I guess. Happy birthday to me! Anyways, I didn’t edit this through and it probably sucks but here you go, enjoy!

Latest bowers gang update: Patrick hc’s

Summary: how the boys would treat their girl on her birthday. (:

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the gifs, credit to whoever made them

Henry Bowers:

The one day of the year were Henry tries not to be too much of an asshole

Doesn’t really work, but at least he tried

When the two of you walk down the hallways of Derry high he will push all the other students in front of you and yell

“ITS HER BIRTHDAY! MY BIRTHDAY GIRL IS COMING THROUGH! GET THE FUCK OUT OF HER WAY!”

And you even had to stop him from threatening Ben Hanscom into giving you his Walkman as a birthday present

By the first half hour, everyone including the teachers will know who you are and that you have birthday today

Bless him he’s really trying his best

I can imagine his dad never really caring about his birthday, so when it’s yours he goes A L L O U T

He really wants to make it feel like it’s your special day

But you gently remind him that all you want is just to be with him, and that he doesn’t need to try so hard

After that, he visibly calms down a lot and kinda just leaves the losers and other kids he might bully alone for the rest of the day

You guys ask belch to drive you to the quarry after school, where you spent the afternoon

Truth be told, Henry doesn’t really know how to handle birthdays

But at the end of the day, he surprises you with a bracelet (that he may or may not have stolen) but you love it and thank him anyways

You know how hard he tries, and you really appreciate it, knowing how much he went out of his way to not bash Richie Tozier’s face in while you had math

Your birthday is really just a soft Henry appreciation day

Of course the softness only lasts while you’re out

As soon as you get home, sneaking Henry in through the window, you want to repay him for the favor

Steamy makeout sessions on your bed which eventually leads to

You guessed it

Birthday sex

Patrick Hockstetter:

Ouch

B I R T H D A Y S E X

when Patrick hears birthdays he thinks sex

And that’s exactly what you get

But after having been with Patrick for a while, you really didn’t expect anything else

Of course he tries to be romantic

Tries

He doesn’t even buy a gift, thinking that his dick will be more than needed

I mean he’s not wrong

To be honest, he probably doesn’t really give two shits about your birthday, he just want to get laid

But if you get really upset about it, he will try to make it up to you

After all, you can’t be sad on your birthday, he reasons

And wow, he actually got you something

And he didn’t steal it

He gives you one of his many rings, he puts it on a chain and boom diy necklace

He’s very proud of himself for that one

But when you see it, you just burst into tears

He thinks he fucked up or something, but then realizes its tears of joy

After he tried to get down your pants all day, he actually made something for you

It’s more that he took the time to make it, that makes you happy

He could’ve easily have bought (stolen) something, but he didn’t

He actually made you something

“Babe, why are you crying?”

He actually sounded rather concerned, more than he meant to

You just burst out laughing, holding the ring necklace tightly in your hand

“T-thank you,”

Is all you say, before hugging him

After a while you stop your crying, and you notice the rather frustrated look on Patrick’s face

That’s when you realize it

He’s had a birthday boner for you all day

It’s enough to almost make you laugh again, but you decide to do something about it instead

In the end, everyone is happy and Patrick finally got that birthday sex he wanted

Victor Criss:

First of all, this boy actually buys you something

b u y

With his own money and all

And he doesn’t freak out like Henry, and he actually cares opposite to Patrick

He’s just a chill guy, who wants to give his girlfriend a nice birthday

He doesn’t change personality or gets completely stressed out, he calmly hands you a present and say ‘happy birthday’ like a normal person

But bless this sweet boy

He went out a whole month before your birthday along with Patrick, to go find you a present

He was actually quite stressed out the days leading up to your birthday, wanting to make sure he had everything in place

The gang made so much fun of him

He deeply regrets going to stores with Patrick, who kept suggesting he bought you lingerie

As you read above, Patrick is not very good at birthdays

But lucky for him, he actually manages to stay calm during the opening of your present

He was unsure if you would really like it, but upon seeing the look on your face he immediately calmed down

He had put so much time and effort into it, how could you not love it

He even wrote a card damnit

And he actually planned something really nice for the both of you after

He had rented a ton of your favorite movies, and made sure his parents weren’t home the rest of the day

He had even bought snacks!

How can you not love him

Reginald ‘Belch’ Huggins:

Where should I even start

This boy is the most sweet and considerate out of all the bowers gang members

You can’t even comprehend how he managed to save money enough for a dinner at Derry’s finest restaurant

But he did

And guess why

Because this sweet boy loves you

He has plans for the whole day, ditching the gang, forcing them to actually walk to places, as he drives you to all your favorite locations

And he doesn’t even want something in return

If you’re not comfortable with it, he won’t even ask you for sex or anything like that

Patrick could learn a lot from him

First thing in the morning, he would drive to your place, instead of picking up to boys like he usually does

He would pick them up after, but first after he has given you your birthday present

Which you love btw

He took time making you a mixtape of his and yours favorite songs, plus songs he thinks would fit well

You blast it all the way to school, annoying the crap out of Henry

Reggie wouldn’t even let Henry sit in the front, he would be crammed in the back with Vic and Patrick

Of course Henry is complaining about it the whole way, but you both ignore him, gradually turning the music up the more he complains

After school, Belch would pick you up again (without the boys) and drive you to the movies

You would watch whatever new film they were showing

Reggie of course did the cheesy ‘yawn-put-my-arm-around-your-shoulders’ move

And after that, he had even more planned

He drove you to that fancy restaurant I mentioned earlier

You both had a blast, mocking all the rich citizens of Derry that would be there

After, he drove you home to his house, where you happily spend the rest of the day

His mom of course, being the good mom she is, was waiting with cake

Finally Reg got his mom to leave you alone, and you both snuggled up on his bed

This could lead places, but if you didn’t want to he would be totally okay with it

He is the sweetest boy

You better do something equally nice for him on his birthday

[alotta-lovin]

Reggie, I hope you don't mind but I have a question for you for the F/O TAKE OVER thing. How does the gang feel about Sunny and are you scared that one of them will take her away from you??????

🚬 : I don’t mind it a one bit.

🚬 : A’ight. the thing about the gang is it takes– i guess you could say… quite a lot for them to accept just about anyone. but some how she was able to?? 

🚬 : Henry has some strange respect for her. she’s thrown text-books that look or seem heavier than her at him. called him out more than once and some how i think the thing that made him even remotely respect her in the slightest is the fact that she jumped over one of the railings in the school one time to get to class faster and ended up landing on Pat– leaving boot marks on his back before runnin’ off yelling “Sorry”. 

🚬 - I guess he respects someone who can carry themselves and wont take his shit, You have any idea how many text books have been thrown at him? Boots? Flip-flops?? or just been straight up slapped up the side the head cause she knew he was being a dumbass? yet some how i guess its cause she carries herself like she wont take shit from nobody, not even him. he knows very well she will deck him in the nose and beat the shit out of him if she needed to. hell if she simply wanted to. i think its the fact they’ve both have and are going through a lot. and yet she still some how is a ray of fuckin sunshine to most people and will be there for people she cares about. 

🚬 - Even him though she wont admit it.

🚬 - Vic likes her. they both can be as sarcastic and a bit snippy as they want with each other and still joke around n’ play fight with each other. they share a lot of cassettes with each other and sometimes he helps with her homework. then again he’s dating her best friend so he’s seen more sides of her like i have compared to Henry and Pat.

🚬 - Pat is— Pat. yeah he’s a friend and all but he so much as looked at her wrong he’d get slapped. so i dunno.

🚬 - I mean— no shit im scared? like all of them in one way or another are fit and— well not me. but she has straight up said in front of all four of us and i quote

“I wouldn’t date Vic even if i was given money to do so. we may not look a lot a-like but it would be too weird to date him– it would make me feel narcissistic. as for Henry. thats a guessing game. he’s not really my type. and Patrick “cock-stutter” can go fuck himself.”

🚬 - and has stated to me when we’re alone “i only want you, and thats it. not any of them. you. i see a future with you. aside from Patrick, i see them in a platonic light.”

🚬 - I don’t think she’s their type anyway???– i mean Pat would fuck just about anything if he could but– thats his deal. Vic is happy with his girlfriend, Rizzo. (Honestly see em’ getting married not gonna lie) as for Henry— i dont think so????

[trickkombowerskru]

The Bowers Gang Falling For Their Enemies

Request: @nazifaanjum​:  Could I request enemies to lovers au headcanons for Bowers gang if that's okay?

Warnings: Mention of sex

Henry

There was nothing in the world that drove you more insane than the massive ego of Henry Bowers

Well there was one other thing

That being the face that despite how you two made each other’s blood boil your dumb ass was falling for him

You can’t pin point when it started exactly

It was in the middle of one of your many arguments when some voice in the back of your mind noticed how nice his stupid blue eyes were

In the moment you told that voice to fuck off

And it did

But later it returned

And you started thinking about his stupid nice arms

And it really just spiraled from there

At this point it was just an act to fight with him

And unkowning to you it was on his end as well

Then one day in the middle of yet another heated argument he just kisses you

“I hate you,” he says

“I hate you more”

You kiss him again

“You’er the worst”

“And you’re despicable”

Again kissing

It turns into a makeout session right there

And from then on that is the start of your relationship

For the most part things actually go great

But arguments because of that previous tension get HEATED

Patrick

Fuck Patrick Hockstetter got you riled up

The boy was such an insufferable asshole

You two pushed each other’s buttons in every way possible

And yet

Here you were at a party

Getting groped by him as you made out

Then later proceeded to have sex

The morning after is awkward

But you talk through things

After he says he wants you to be his

And despite all the previous bad blood that kiss unleashed all kinds of tension

I mean this is Patrick so you can’t exactly say it’s a good relationship

But it’s better than what it was before

Vic

Victor Criss and his smart mouth annoyed you to your core

But still

Here you were thinking about his nice eyes

And sweet smile

In the midst of a an insult exchange he lets it out

“Well you think I wanna have a crush on you?’

He realizes what he says and then blushes

You two talk after that

From there you start dating

Honestly while strange it it’s a really good relationship

All of the tension got released through all of your insult exchanges

Belch

You could never determine what it was about Belch Huggins that irked you

And vice versa

But you two just did not get along

However his sweet nature and secret crush on you took over when he saw you one day

It was raining and he caught you walking

You thought he was gonna stop and tease you for being drenched

But it was the opposite

He asked if you wanted a ride

Then turned on the heat to warm you up

And that is when your own crush came to the forefront

You end up actually talking

And by the time he pulls up to your house

You agree to him taking you out that weekend

And before getting out of Amy you kiss his cheek

All the animosity that was randomly built up had dissolve

And honestly it’s a really great relationship

[reddieao3feed]

put together in the wrong order.

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by Prettything_uglylie

After the pale lady, after the woman missing her toe - Auggie Hilderbrandt and Chuck Steinberg find themselves in universes that are not quite their own, but why? And does that mean they're a bad thing?

Words: 2072, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: IT (Movies - Muschietti), Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark (2019), The Turning (2020)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Bill Denbrough, Stella Nicholls, Ramón Morales, Richie Tozier, Stanley Uris, Mike Hanlon, Eddie Kaspbrak, Ben Hanscom, Beverly Marsh, Miles Fairchild, Auggie Hilderbrandt, Chuck Steinberg, Flora Fairchild, Georgie Denbrough, Pennywise (IT), Henry Bowers, Victor Criss, Patrick Hockstetter, Reginald "Belch" Huggins, Tommy Milner, Ruth Steinberg, Greta Bowie, Gretta Keene, Sarah Bellows

Relationships: Auggie Hildenrbrandt & Ramón Morales & Stella Nicholls & Chuck Steinberg, Ramón Morales/Stella Nicholls, Bill Denbrough/Mike Hanlon, Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier, Auggie Hilderbrandt/Chuck Steinberg, Ben Hanscom/Beverly Marsh, Miles Fairchild/Stanley Uris, Miles Fairchild/Auggie Hilderbrandt, Gretta Keene/Ruth Steinberg

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Parallel Universes, Alternate Universe, Crossing Parallels, Greta Bowie | Gretta Keene (whatever the fuck her name is) kinda gets a redemption arc, dark content, Canon-Typical Violence, Racism, Period-Typical Racism, Bullying, Speech Disorders, Child Neglect, Child Death, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Period-Typical Homophobia, Period-Typical Antisemitism, Period Typical Attitudes, Victor Criss Is Redemptive Material, Patrick Hockstetter is His Own Warning, Stella Nicholls and Sarah Bellows have a Bond, Cosmological Bonds, Pennywise is His Own Warning (IT), Bill Denbrough Stutters, Pansexual Bill Denbrough, Stella Nicholls is Reasonable but Confused, Ramón Morales is Baby, he's trying his bes, Richie Tozier Tries, Creepy Pennywise (IT), The Turtle CAN Help Us (IT), Nonbinary Stanley Uris, Stanley Uris Has OCD, Mike Hanlon is a Good Friend, Mike Hanlon Deserves Nice Things, Eddie Kaspbrak is a Mess, Ben Hanscom is a Good Friend, Beverly Marsh is a Good Friend, Miles Fairchild is...Weird but Suffering From PTSD, Quint Was A Dick, Auggie Hilderbrandt is Baby, Chuck Steinberg Is Also Baby, Flora Fairchild Loves Her Brother, she is barely here but just wants friends, Everyone is Alive Except Georgie Denbrough, im sorry he's too important to the story, dead i mean, Pennywise Lives (IT), Henry Bowers Being an Asshole, Henry Bowers Tries, i mean he's still a dick but he's trying, Vic Probably Deserves Better, Toxic excellence, Victor Criss Is Trying, Belch Huggins is Sweet but Has an IED, Tommy Milner is only mentioned, Ruth Steinberg is Trying, Gretta will be called Greta Keene, why the fuckkk did they add a t bro?, Greta Gets A Redemption Arc, Lesbian Greta Keene

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