#bower brothers

[jbowerherondale]

[bebx]

2 legendary characters portrayed by 2 legendary actors, Johnny and Jamie !!

@twihs-blog

[moonmeg]

2 years.

Crazy it started with a big brother and his hot witch girlfriend.

Thank you for being part of this journey 💕

Close ups & process pictures under the cut!

[chaoticharrington]

[jrjeremy]

we arise back from the dead

SAY HELLO, TO US

BOWUIGI

SHIPPERS

[jellyfishywishy]

The Sykes brothers in Horizon: An American Saga

Credit: scvrletxreads on Tiktok

[hockstetters-overbite]

Mod post but uh

Im realizing that if i said my fish was named henry people here would think i meant he was named after henry bowers when he was actually named after Levi’s fish from obey me—

[moonlitdark]

📷 jsinprops

The way this is giving prom photo

[nazskoll]

i would have taken care of him guys, i would have given him all the knives he wanted (unsharpened) and a trained emotional support chicken, i would have gone fiSHING WITH HIM, I WOULD HAVE BEEN THERE 😭😭

[incorrect-losers]

Richie: Let's play a game, all right? On the count of three, name your favorite dinosaur. Don't even think about it, just name it

Richie: Ready? One, two, three

Richie & Connor: Velociraptor!

Richie: Favorite non-pornographic magazine to masturbate to?

Richie & Connor: Good Housekeeping!

Richie: If you were a chick, who's the one guy you'd sleep with?

Richie & Connor: Mel Gibson!

Richie: What?!

Connor: Did we just become best friends?!?

Richie: Yep!

Connor: Do you wanna go do some karate in the garage?

Richie: Yep!

[foreverautumn89]

Just saw the description for Jamie's [Vecna's] yt channel and ....''Witch King''? I love him sm. He seems like the sweetest person too.

I can't wait to see Vecna face off against Jonathan Byers. That battle is going to be epic!

[bebx]

how I imagine a confrontation between Vecna and Michael Wheeler would go

plot twist: they share a brain cell

[anthonysst5predictions]

I’m Anthony. I have a lot of good theories that add up too my ST5 predictions. Don’t continue reading if you want to go into the new season of Stranger Things completely blind.

Vecna is fundamentally undead. He is almost zombie-ish. So how the hell are you going to fight a zombie? Obviously Nancy’s shotgun and the flamethrower combo didn’t kill him. He isn’t dead-dead. However he can reach inside peoples brains, and maybe in Will’s case he did as far back as the first time he went missing. Maybe that’s why Will can “feel Vecna”, because the first time anyone went into what we now know as the “upside down” it was in 1983, and it stuck like that as shown in season four. So, that means Will must have somehow managed to form the upside down, creating a permanent attachment to Vecna, and the Mind Flayer, which is simply controlled by Vecna. Meaning Will is apart of the hive mind, not in the ordinary way, however Vecna has leeched onto Will from the moment he stepped foot into the upside down. So meaning, to kill Vecna, Will has to die. I believe Will Byers will end up sacrificing himself for everyone. Being the shows hero. Noah and Finn (actors of Mike and Will) were seen crying at the last table read. Meaning that it would probably be in the last episode of season five.

So that may raise questions, why isn’t Vecna leeching off of Max? Simply because Max is weak, as far as we know she is in a coma, blind. Will is still at his full health. Plus, I believe Vecna wanted to leech off of Will because of his similarities. I mean compare what Joyce said about Will, and what Victor said about Henry. It’s very similar. Maybe he sees a connection through their personality, maybe he sees himself in Will.

That’s all I can write for now, lmk what you think of this prediction / theory. X

[mrmaybank]

FEM ALLEGED DNI

Fandom: IT

Title: Someone who loves you wouldn’t do this

Character(s): the whole Bowers gang + Butch

Request: No

Genre: Angst + a tiny bit of fluff

TW: Butch Bowers :)

A/N: i’m in love with idea so get ready for more fics with the reader being Henry’s younger brother, this has a modern AU to it and reader is the same age as the losers.

Masterlist

Belch stopped in front of the bowers house then turned to the back seat where (M/N), Henry’s little brother, was seating with Patrick and Vic. (M/N) grabbed his backpack and opened the door getting out, “Tell Hen we hope he feels better,” Vic told him.

“Well do!” (M/N) Responded. (H/C) boy walked up the short driveway to his front door pulling out his key and waving to Belch, Patrick, and Vic drove off in the blue Trans-Am. The (E/C) boy used his key to unlock door, and was immediately met with screaming.

His older brother was wearing nothing but a pair of blue boxers and a black t-shirt, with a blanket looked about seconds away from falling off his shoulders. What was most notable was that his brother didn’t have his usually poker face on, he was showing how he really feel. Which seemed to be tired and feed up.

Henry looked like he was about to say something when he made eye contact with you and his whole demeanor changed. He motioned the stairs with his head then mouthed ‘go’ at (M/N). But Butch seemed to catch on because he turned a looked to see (M/N) who stood there frozen.

Before he could do anything he was yanked over to the ground by his father. “Dad, don’t,” Henry spoke in a voice just above a whisper.

“Yeah? And why shouldn’t I?” Butch asked.

“Because this is between me and you,” Henry used his hand to gestures him and butch, “you don’t need to involve him,” Henry told his father.

“Well I want to,” Butch sneered before delivering a swift kick to his youngest’s son stomach.

“Dad!” Henry screamed. Another kick was delivered to (M/N) stomach and another as Henry just to stop his father. Henry grabbed his dad’s shoulder trying to pull him away from his little brother. “Dad, stop please!” Henry exclaimed.

Butch turned to face his oldest son, “This what you get for not following orders,” He hissed before delivering yet another kick to (M/N).

Who was now sobbing on the floor, “stop, please,” the eleven year old cried.

“Dad please,” Henry begged. After what felt eternity of Henry trying to pull his father away from his brother, who was delivering after kick to the poor boy he stopped.

Henry quickly moved next to his little brother and looked from him to Butch. Who just sneered at the two of them, “Maybe next time you’ll be more obedient,” he hissed, “now go to your rooms, I don’t wanna see your faces anymore,” Henry watch as his father walked off.

Then quickly down at his little brother, “Were gonna upstairs, your gonna go to your room and pack a pair of pajamas and change of clothes. Then come straight to my room okay?”

(M/N) nodded, Henry helped him upstairs and into his room where he grabbed a plastic bag and shoved a black t-shirt and pajamas pants in there. Along with a Nirvana hoodie and a pair of jeans. He made he slowly made his way to his brother’s room trying to push down the pain in his stomach.

He opened the door and found his brother sitting on the bed with backpack next to him. He was now wearing sweat pants and different t-shirt. Henry turned smiled at his little brother motioning for him to join him on the bed. (M/N) did just that placing his bag in his lap, “Vic’s gonna he here two minutes,” Henry told (M/N).

“Okay,” (M/N) replied. Henry wrapped an around his little brother’s shoulder, they sat there in silence until Henry’s phone went off signaling Vic was here.

They quickly made there way out of the house using the window and entered Vic’s car. Henry in the front while (M/N) sat in the back. No body talked for the first two of minutes of the car drive. “Do you two wanna…,” Vic trailed off.

“No,” both of them said in unison.

“Okay,” Vic replied. He reached over and placed a hand on Henry’s thigh and if (M/N) saw this he certainly didn’t say anything about it. After ten minutes later they pulled into Vic’s driveway, “my parents are gone for the next two weeks,” he informed them.

He lead them inside and into the living room. Where the brothers sat down on the couch, Vic sighed and kneeled down in front of them. “Okay, I know the both of you aren’t ones for emotional shit and opening up. But I am so i’m gonna tell you this now, I don’t know what he did or what said. But I can assure you don’t deserve that at all. Butch Bowers is a fucking idiot if he can’t see how special his two sons are,” Vic told them.

None of them said anything after that, Vic turned on the TV and sat down next to Henry. Who wrapped an around both of his boys pulling them in. (M/N) buried his face in his brother’s side who started rubbing his hand up and down his back. “He can’t hurt you right now,” Henry told him, “And I won’t ever let him hurt you again,” Henry promised.

[miyuuuki]

MASTERLIST

unspecific fics

malachai boardman

zach sanford

it 2017

diabolik lovers

death note

demon slayer

the glory

tdlosk

ohshc

the glory

please know that sometimes requests will take long as I am a writer that gets HUGE writers block every now and then.

[creelarke]

random Creelarke headcanons♡

obviously Scott was the first to approach Henry and introduce himself to him during Henry’s first day at his new school.

and obviously, Henry tried to push Scott away at first.

but Scott was persistent. he didn’t give up on Henry the way the rest of Henry’s classmates did once Henry refused to engage in a conversation or to even smile at them.

the rest of Henry’s classmates called him a weirdo and a freak. but not Scott. Scott was stubborn and Scott didn’t give up.

it took weeks, or even months, for Henry to start to slowly warm up to Scott.

needless to say, Henry had a lot of issues — trust issues being one of them — but once Henry trusted someone, he trusted wholeheartedly.

the thing is, Henry never trusted anybody before, not even his own parents or his own sister. until Scott came into his life.

once Scott earned Henry’s trust, Henry would always just follow him around.

Henry didn’t talk much. it was mostly Scott who talked and Henry who listened. but Henry did talk when they were alone. he would tell Scott about how he felt, how his own parents, mostly his mom, made him feel.

and if Henry was upset about anything, he would open up to Scott (when they were alone, of course). and Scott would comfort Henry.

it was Scott who introduced Henry to junk food. Henry never had them before, but he knew what they were. he just… wasn’t allowed to try them, even if he wanted to. (of course, any kid wanted junk food).

“mother said these were bad, she would be upset if I ate them,” Henry said, voice small, looking at a juicy hamburger in front of him.

“she doesn’t have to know. I won’t tell,” Scott said, giving him a reassuring smile.

“promise?” Henry asked.

“promise”

Henry would always sneak out of his house and to Scott’s, whenever his mom scolded him for something or whenever he felt nervous or upset or unsafe at his own house. because he always felt safe being with Scott and at Scott’s place. —> a challenge for @bebx to write a fic about this.

Scott’s parents loved and adored Henry like he weretheir own.

and Henry respected Scott’s parents. he silently admired them and wished his parents were like them.

when Henry was “dead” it affected Scott a lot.

Scott wouldn’t eat, and he turned suddenly very uncharacteristically quiet. he rarely left his room and it even affected his grades.

it took lots of therapy for Scott to be himself again.

but a part of Scott was never the same. Scott may smile again after months went by, but deep down Scott always mourned Henry. (even if a part of Scott refused to believe Henry is dead.)

Scott chose not to leave Hawkins after he graduated. just in case Henry came back. (this is a pretty popular headcanon and honestly? so true. it may or may not have made me tear up a bit🥹)

Scott started having these recurring dreams about this humanoid creature with dark vines covering his body, in a creepy place that seemed to be a reflection of Hawkins.

but yet Scott wasn’t scared or intimidated by ‘the creature’. there’s something about him that is so familiar; the look in his eyes and the way he looked at Scott.

it made Scott feel like he knows him.

it first started as recurring dreams, before Scott started feeling his presence during daytime when he was fully awake.

strange enough, whenever Scott felt his presence, instead of being terrified, Scott felt oddly calm, warm and safe. like he was being hugged by something unseen. Scott had no idea what — or who — this was. but the feeling of his presence around Scott made him unconsciously smile softly to himself every time.