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hennyjwrites · 2 years ago

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Peaches and Cream: Chapter 1

Sighing as you pull into the school parking lot you resent your parents for bringing you back to Derry after summer break. You had missed the first month of school so technically this was your first day back. You looked in your mirror and smiled at your new look. Over summer break you changed for the better of yourself. You dabbled in makeup, worked out, got a few piercings, and ate good. You were practically glowing.

Your hair was done with your natural kinks, slightly covering your eyes in a stylish way. Before it was either a mess of a bun, or down in a poofy straight style. The lipgloss you had on gave your plump lips the shine that they needed which brought attention to your white teeth. You traded out your overly baggy outfits, for slightly tighter ones which showed your figure. You look good and you know it.

You made sure to grab your backpack which was filled with your art supply before you stepped out of the car. Your pace was slow as you walked through the double doors. Walking with your head held high, you ignored the looks from some students as they recognized you in your new state. When you made it to your locker you caught the eye of Victor Criss.

He was always your friend even though the rest of the gang didn’t pay you any attention. He always helped you with homework and projects and vice versa. You had never taken him for the bully type until you witnessed him roughing a few kids up with the rest of his little group of friends. You never understood how he got wrapped around Henry’s finger but that wasn’t your business.

Victor excused himself from the group heading towards you. You waited patiently as you opened your locker.

“Hey y/n.” He grinned, excited to see one of his closest friends. He liked that you gave him that sense of niceness that he needed after being a part of the Bowers gang for so long.

You shrugged your jacket off and threw it in the locker before shutting it. “Hey Victor!” You pulled him into a quick hug and he returned it awkwardly.

He quickly looked at you, licking his lips slightly. “You look good, what happened to ya?” He asks. Most would’ve taken offense to the question but you knew what he meant.

“Left town for a few weeks. While I was gone I reinvented myself.” You looked around and saw some of the guys who used to avoid you now staring at you. The hallways were full of kids, and they were obviously avoiding certain people. “And obviously a few people like it:'' you joked.

Before Victor could reply Henry Bowers called his name. “Bring your ass on Vic, you can talk to the whore some other time.” He smirked at you and you could tell he didn’t recognize you. Henry and his little sidekick Patrick practically terrorized you in middle school. Always pulling your curls, knocking you over, just being assholes. Their torture died down slightly when you became friends with Victor. You always assumed he told them to knock it off but you were never completely sure. Vic started inviting you to hang with them sometimes afterwards.

Vic turns back to look at you. “I gotta go, I’ll catch you at lunch alright?” He mostly tells you. You shrug your shoulders as he makes it through the swarm of kids back to Bowers. Before you turned away you caught Patrick’s glance at you. He smirked at you creepily before turning his attention back to the gang. Not knowing why, but a slight shiver ran down your body when he looked at you. You walked to your first class as the bell rang, as everyone scurried out of the hallway.

Walking in the cafeteria, you looked around slightly trying to find a good seat. It was noisy from everyone talking about their summer break but it was bearable. You were about to go sit with your old friend Greta but your arm was grabbed. Ready to push whoever it was off, you roughly turned around until you came face to face Vic.

“Come sit at our table Y/N the gang won’t mind.” He told you, guiding you towards their table. You walked side by side until you finally reached the seats. The two open seats were either sitting between Reggie and Henry or Victor and Patrick. “Cmon sit.” Victor beckoned you. You decided against sitting near Henry and plopped down in between Victor and Patrick. “Guys this is Y/N. '' Victor introduced.

“Hey.”

“Oh Y/N, I ‘member you.” Reggie said smiling. He has a sandwich in his hands which you were sure his momma made for him. “You helped my mama with her garden a few summers ago. You saved me a lot of work with whatever you did.” He informed you.

You smiled at him, showing off your pretty teeth. “Your mama was the sweetest woman Reggie, she still sends my family her special cookies to this day.” You smile.

He returned the smile gently before returning his attention back to his lunch. You were tapped on your shoulder. Who was brave enough to actually walk up to the Bowers table. When you turned around you were met with Jaxon Lane's sweeter than pie smile. He was one of the cutest boys you ever met and one of your long time friends. “Hey Jaxon!” You greeted smiling ear to ear.

Jaxon pulled you up into a hug which you gladly returned. “Long time no see, you look great.” Unknown to you your ass was directly in Patrick’s face. It was so round and looked so soft. Patrick was practically drooling and Henry saw the look in his eye and smirked. “Like what you're seeing Pat? Like having her ass in your face?”

“Fuck. What’s there not to like?” Patrick geowled. Your curves were poking out making your body fill in your clothes. You were one of the good things he created. You smiled slightly at Patrick’s words, not expecting him to compliment you. Patrick turned and looked at Jaxon and smiled creepily. Both him and Henry stared at him for a second. Jaxons face dropped, already preparing for the lunatic to lunge at him. “Scram.” Is all Patrick said before Jaxon turned on his heel and walked away to avoid a beating.

You sat back down in your seat and looked between Patrick and Henry. “You guys are assholes.” You muttered, stealing one of victors chips. Patrick was shamelessly staring at your boobs. Your body was enough to have him practically hypnotized. Now he just wondered what it felt like. Pat dropped his hand on your thigh and you turned to look at him. He smirked at your reaction.

“What Patrick?” You ask, looking across from you at Henry who was close to laughing. Belch and Victor were having their own conversation. He didn’t say anything but he rubbed your thigh feeling how soft you were.

“Quit drooling over the bitch Pats she still looks like the trash she was in grade school.” Henry muttered, eyeing some freshmen to find later. Henry didn’t hate you, he just didn’t find the appeal of you. Or so you thought.

You rolled your eyes. “Everyone else thinks differently, Henry.” You inform him. Patrick leaned into you and sniffed your hair. It kind of creeped you out. “You smell good. You smell like peaches.” He told you. “Makes me wonder, do you taste as good as you smell?” He asks moving his hands closer to the inside of your thigh. You stiffened slightly, grabbing the victor's attention.

He shook his head. “Pat I’m warning you, she isn’t as easy as she looks.” He says, shaking his head. You looked at him confused. How the fuck would he know that? “Tried to fuck her a few times and the girl wouldn’t even spread her legs.” Your mouth dropped. You thought he was your friend. He and everyone else at the table laughed.

Henry laughed at the thought. “Oh I see. You're too bitchy to give it up? Hear that hockstetter, she’s still fresh.” He smirked at the thought of Patrick getting his hands on you. Of course he knows how Patrick is with every girl he’s been with. Henry might not know the details but he took notice of how the girls in this town changed after dealing with Patrick. Maybe if he fucked you up in the head you would get knocked off that high horse you were already on.

If you were lighter you were sure your face would be redder than a tomato right now. Patrick laughed along with everyone else before he leaned down. “Mhm I heard, she's just waiting for someone to make her a woman. You're gonna let me make you one?” He laughed although he was deadly serious. His hand went between your legs and grabbed you. You stood up quickly, slapping him in the process. Even though everyone else was scared of him you refused to be one of those bitches who let him do what he wants.

“I wouldn’t let you fuck me if you were the richest man on earth Patrick. If you touch me like that again, I’ll break your fucking fingers.” You hissed, grabbing your backpack and walking out the cafeteria. Patrick’s face stung in pleasure as he watched you walk out. He smiled and bit his lip as your ass moved with every swag of your hips.

You had spent the rest of the day in the library examining art books to help with your technique. When the bell rang you quickly made your way out the building.

You shook your head as you saw the gang torturing some freshman. You decided against defending them and continued walking to your car. Patrick saw you and excused himself from the gang's activities. He called after you but it fell upon deaf ears as you continued walking at a faster pace. Patrick’s long legs gave him an advantage because he was behind you in seconds. He bit his lip as he brought his hand down, slapping and gripping your ass. Fuck it was so soft and his whole hand still didn’t cover it all.

You froze in your steps and turned to see Patrick who was staring at you with lust in his eyes. His pupils were wide as he looked. “Fuck your ass is soft. You smell and feel like a fresh peach.” He told you.

“Thanks but don’t touch me like that.” You muttered, continuing to walk. Patrick trailed behind you as you walked to your car. You unlocked your doors and hopped in thinking you were leaving Patrick behind. He went to the other side and got in the passenger seat. “What’re you doing?” You asked, throwing your stuff in the backseat. You weren’t nervous or anything, just confused.

“I can’t sit in my girlfriend's car now, peaches?” He teased, letting his arm fall in the armrest. You grimaced at the nickname and started the car.

“Girlfriend?” You questioned turning your body toward him.

He smiled and nodded his head. “You're my girlfriend now, peaches.” He informed you. When you stare at him his smile drops. “Is that a problem?” He growled, hand already twitching. Not gonna lie it scared you how he could just switch like that’s

You pulled off out the parking lot. “Nah not a problem, just stop calling me peaches.” You muttered, hating the name.

#black reader #patrick hocksetter x reader #patrick hocksetter imagine #patrick hockstetter #patrick Hockstetter x black!reader #bowers gang

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ar3-y0u-l0st · 2 months ago

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🔪☎️HORROR☎️🔪

[HORROR/SLASHERS]

[CREEPYPASTA]

[SCREAM KILLERS]

[SLENDERVERSE]

[THE BLACK PHONE]

[THE BOWERS GANG]

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#fluff #x reader #fanfiction #smut #angst #x female reader #x male reader #no use of y/n #headcanons #Creepypasta #horror/slashers #scream killers #slenderverse #the black phone #the bowers gang

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cr33py-d0lly · 1 year ago

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pls ask for head cannons or mood boards or one shots

i do

jjk

it 2017

fruits basket

the black phone

and romantic killer

#it 2017 #bowers gang #romantic killer #jjk smut #jjk x reader #fruits basket #the black phone #moodboard #one shot #head canon

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knyontop · 5 months ago

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alr so I know you said platonic bowers gang, so I have a idea, basically them w a reader who isn’t in their school — like they met reader at the arcade or smth and the gang drags them around to hang out; their all touchy w reader cause that’s pratically their baby now !!

though the gang doesn’t want reader to know of what their actually like (which are bullies) .. to protect them of course, but maybe reader ends up finding out through accidentally stumbling upon where the gang (henry) was trying to carve his name into bens stomach ? the gang sees and then runs after reader to try and explain … I’ll leave the ending up to you honestly.

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Let me explain…

THIS IS SO SMART I LOVE IT???

Yandere!platonic!Bowers gang x reader

Ft: Henry bowers, Patrick Hocksetter, Victor Criss, Belch Huggins, Ben (I forgot his last name), and our amazing, handsome, beautiful reader.

Tw: yandere stuff, possessive behavior, patrick, violence, remember this is yandere BOWERS GANG so bewareeeee!!

Y/N ran into the arcade excited to play, they were trying to beat there high score. They were so focused on getting there they weren’t aware of there surroundings and accidentally bumped into someone. Y/N muttered out a sorry but the person grabbed there wrist, “What the hell is wrong with you?” He said turning Y/N around to face him.

Y/N is meet face to face with Henry bowers, Y/N has heard about him but never really cared to look into it. He had an angered look on his face and Y/N quickly thought of a way to diffuse the situation. “Uh, im so sorry! I really didn’t mean to..” they said looking at the ground in shame.

Henry raised an eyebrow and let go of there wrist. “Oh. Its- Its fine.” He said, after he said that his eyes widened what did he just say? He wasn’t actually letting the kid off the hook? Really? That wasn’t like him at all! Something in him just felt bad for lashing out at the kid… he didn’t know why he felt this.

Y/N perked up and then smiled “Alright then! Well buh bye.” They said before scurrying off to find there favorite arcade game.

Belch put his hand on Henrys shoulder, “What the hell was that?” He asked his friend that was now staring in shock. “I dont even fucking know.” He said before getting himself together with a huff. “What a weird kid.” He said before turning back to his friends.

“We gonna do anything about em’? Ive never seen that twerp around here.” Patrick said crossing his arms. Victor then chimed in, “Yeah I mean im pretty sure we would know them if they were around here.” Henry groaned. “Can you all shut up? Why do we care about them?” Belch then looked at the kid that was far away from them playing an arcade game. “I dont know, they seem interesting.” Belch said. There was like something drawing him towards them, it was strange feeling of wanting to protect.

Y/N was to focused on there game to notice the four teenagers staring into the back of there head, poor child not knowing what was to come.

There fate was already sealed with the bowers gang.

Y/N had officially beat there high score, they smirked and exclaimed under there breath. “Yes!” They whispered to themselfs. They were feeling pretty hungry so they were going to ask there parents if they could go eat or something.

Y/N started walking to the exit but they tripped over something, they fell onto the floor but caught themselves with there hands. They gasped and turned to see what happened, they couldn’t have just tripped on air! They say a tall boy with black hair and a mischievous grin on his face.

“Heyyyy~ I ain’t seen you around here before, you new here?” He asked staring down at the kid, there were three other boys with him including the one boy they bumped into.

Y/N awkwardly rubbing the back of there neck embarrassed, “Im not new ive been here before…” they said before a boy with blonde platinum hair spoke up. “Oh, never seen you around school ether what school you go to?” He asked with genuine curiosity.

Y/N stood up brushing themselves off and fixing there ruffled clothes. “I uh go to [school name].” Then he spoke again. “Oh.” He said looking at the kid feeling some weird attachment to them.

“Well I must get going now, uh later?” They said before trying to walk away but the boy they bumped into earlier grabbed there wrist tightly. “Do you think you can just turn your back on us? Show some respect and look at us.” He said with a glare and the kid looked surprised at his hostility.

“Oh- im sorry?” They said unsure of what was going on, Patrick noticed they obviously had no idea who they were so they might as well have fun with it.

A bigger boy walked up to Y/N, “Dont worry about Henry, hes just being a bit of a dick right now.” He said nudging Henrys shoulder to tell him to knock it off not wanting Henry to scare the them away. “Im Belch, nice to meet you.” He said holding his hand out feigning innocence as if he wasn’t one of the local bullies.

Y/N chuckled nervously and took his hand shaking it before quickly re-tracing there hand. “Uh huh.” They said before the skinnier boy with platinum hair stepped forward. “Im Victor, and behind me is Patrick sorry if he didn’t make the best first impression.” He said glancing at his tall friend annoyed.

Y/N hummed nodding there head. “Its fine, totally not going to see him in my dreams tonight.” They said sarcastically making Patricks smirk grow.

“So uhm nice to meet you guys and ta tah now!” They said making an attempt to leave again before one of them would stop them, again.

Victor quickly blurted out a “Wait!” And stepped in front of them. “Hey, we just meet. It would be a shame if you left so soon.” He said as a grin pulled at his lips. “Okay is this what were doing?” They said before Patrick took there wrist and started dragging them with the group. “Were going to have a great time kid.” He said while poor Y/N just followed after them so confused of what they were getting themselves into.

These boys were strange, but Y/N couldn’t lie they had some fun hanging out with these reckless teenagers eventually getting comfortable with them but still having this gut feeling something was wrong so they pushed down away and continued hanging with the odd boys.

How naive you are Y/N.

Y/N was walking home from school, just skipping along listening to the birds chirp and feeling a sense of peace and freedom they haven’t felt in a while soon it was all interrupted by a screams that sounded to be a boy Y/N looked around to find out where the sound was coming from and immediately started running towards it trying to play hero.

They saw the four boys they were starting to call there friends surrounding a boy a tormenting him Y/N was to stunned to speak, they felt betrayed and stupid. They should have listened to there gut feeling, what was wrong with these boys!?

Victor out of the corner of his eye saw a familiar kid with H/C hair staring at the scene in shock and he immediately stopped what he was doing to look at them.

Patrick looked at Victors face and raised an eyebrow, he was annoyed that he stopped so he turned around to see what all the fuss was about and muttered “Shit.”

Belch looked at his friends and then saw Y/N, he let go of the kid he was holding down and hit Henrys shoulder.

Henry was pissed and turned around angrily to see the familiar face of Y/N, he froze and clenched his jaw.

Patrick started to approach them with a chuckle, “Dont be so surprised, everyone tried to tell you.” He said in an almost mocking tone taunting the kid for there stupidity of trusting them.

Y/N turned on there heel and started to run out of anger and sadness, they felt tears prick in there eyes at Patricks taunt. Why were they surprised?

Henry dropped his knife and took off after Y/N before any of the boys could think, he felt sweat start to drip down his forehead. Soon the other boys followed behind leaving the kid Ben to run for it.

Henry was able to catch up to Y/N quickly, he harshly turned them around and pushed them to the ground so they couldn’t start running again. This gave him a moment to catch his breathe, Victor then stepped forward speaking up. “Look, just let- let us explain.” He said putting his hands up in surrender.

“Explain? Explain what!? That you guys are horrible people? That you guys have lied to me? What is there to explain!” Y/N snapped not even making an effort to get up.

Victor winced and Patrick yawned, “I mean, I dont know what you were expecting kid. You were just to naive.” He said with a slight laugh, Belch punched his shoulder.

“Look Y/N we were just teasing! We weren’t actually going to hurt him.” Blech said trying to defuse the situation.

“Thats not teasing, Belch! Thats bullying!” They said getting up and glaring harshly at the boys.

“Its fun! Cmon Y/N, live a little.” Patrick said smirking, Henry then spoke up. “Y/N why do you even care about him? We didn’t even do anything to you!” Henry said getting up into there face. “You lied!” They said back, backing away from him.

“Yeah well, its not our fault your so naive and gullible.” He said harshly, ouch. Y/N raised there eyebrows. “What is wrong with you!” They raised there voice, Henry gripped there chin firmly. “What? What was that Y/N?” He said daring them to say it again.

Patrick watched this go on with satisfaction, they did need to be put in there place.

Belch didn’t stop Henry because he felt this was far, they needed to learn anyway.

Victor watched feeling justified, he felt hurt by there words so this was deserved in his eyes.

“Ever raise your voice at me, ever and there will be consequences, understood?” Henry said speaking to Y/N as if they were a kid who was in trouble.

Y/N, not wanting to upset Henry any further obeyed. “Understood Henry.” They said before Henry pushed them away. “Now, are you going to stop being a brat?” He asked crossing his arms, Y/N felt frustrated at this but who were they to defy him? “Yeah.” They said gulping down the anger they felt.

“Good.” Henry smiled satisfied with there answer.

“Your never getting away Y/N.”

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I hope you liked it! :33 i feel rly nervous about this onedibhuibhdj

#bowers gang #it movie #x reader #platonic #bowers gang x reader #yandere #platonic yandere #yandere bowers gang #platonic yandere bowers gang #henry bowers x reader #patrick hocksetter x reader #victor criss x reader #belch huggins x reader #yandere x reader #x teen reader #it x reader #it 2017

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softfem-dom · 8 months ago

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IT ,, hybrid ! au ,, movie & book mix .

hybrid! bowers gang au x owner! female reader

synopsis : after taking in a stray cat that was scratching at your front door on a rainy night, you soon fall victim to the animal distribution system when your house is suddenly filled to the brink with barks, meows and hisses.

what will happen when those odd pets of yours turn out to be hybrids?

pets available ! 🧺🐚

[movie] patrick hockstetter / match .

teen ,, stray cat ,, unknown breed.

Match is the cat with pyromanic tendencies that you took in that rainy day when you heard him meowing and scratching at your front door. +"clingy" , +"troublesome" , +"agressive" , +"unhinged" , +"arsonist". ⚠warnings: *keep away from fire, matches, lighters or any source that might be flammable. *lock bathroom door if you don't want him to come in while you're showering and meow for your attention. *keep all glass objects (bottles, glasses, vases) away from reach or he will break them.

[movie/book] henry bowers / fangs .

teen ,, farm / domestic dog ,, scottish collie

Fangs is the beautiful big farm dog that showed up only a day later after the appearence of Match. He gained his name from how much he bared his teeth at the cat whenever it came to pester him. +"protective" , +"territorial" , +"grumpy" , +"helpful". ⚠warnings: *keep away from objects that are fragile since he is quite big and might break them on accident. *he doesn't like dog food, he prefers raw meat right out from the freezer. *let him out on the backyard to release energy.

[movie] victor criss / whimsy .

teen ,, domestic ferret ,, white ferret

Whimsy is the sneaky white ferret that Match brought in his mouth one day as a 'gift' after one of his daily outings. Many of your small things, such as rings or small silver hairclips went missing as soon as he got inside the house. Seemed like the white animal stole your things when he got the whim. +"sneaky" , +"thief-like" , +"playful" , +"mischevious". ⚠warnings: *keep shiny things or small expensive things out of his reach or he will steal them. *when he climbs onto your shoulder is the clue to take him away from Match, who might be pestering him too much for his liking.

[movie] regginald 'belch' huggins / buddy .

teen ,, domestic dog ,, french bulldog

Buddy is affectionate black bulldog that appeared on the same day as Whimsy later on the evening. He is just a silly dude that likes to follow you around and drop his head on your lap while you're doing work on the computer. He doesn't whine for attention or try and distract you from your work like Match does, so you always let him be! +"affectionate" , +"calm" , +"relaxed" , +"gentle giant". ⚠warnings: *he doesn't know his strength, so please please be sure to specify when his playful bites turn into something painful!

[book] gard jagermeyer / pretty .

puppy/teen ,, trained dog ,, maltipoo

Pretty is quite the needy and affectionate thing! he'll cling to you and follow you around like the lost little puppy he is! He showed up a day latter than Whimsy and Buddy, practically whining, while a much larger hybrid carried him around on his mouth. +"needy" , +"himbo" , +"affectionate" , +"drama king" , +"whiny" , +"clingy". ⚠warnings: *he needs a lot of attention and constant praise, he's quite the needy puppy! *keep him away and safe from Match, since the cat likes to pick on him (scratch him, hiss at him, and bite his ears and tail) quite often!

[book] steve 'moose' sandler / gnarly .

late teen/adult ,, wild animal ,, red coyote

Gnarly showed up at your doorstep holding a whiny Pretty in his mouth, as if a mother with her kittens, simply dropping the poor puppy on your doorstep. Literally forcing you to take care of the puppy yourself. He refuses to come inside, growling and snarling at you when you try to initiate any kind of physical contact, and pretty much won't come inside (he kind of lives in your backyard? he sometimes leaves for the day but always comes back to sleep there, he scratches at the door until Pretty shows himself and then he goes back to sleeping alone in your yard when he is sure the puppy is safe). +"agressive" , +"ruthless" , +"independant" , +"hissy" , +"territorial" , +"possesive".

⚠warnings: *don't try to pet him! he is not a hybrid meant for housing, he is meant to be a hunting animal or be out in the wild, he is no pet! *always let Pretty go to him even when it might look like the coyote could eat him up, it's clear they're an odd pair of friends that should not separated unless you want consequences from Gnarly's part!

[book] peter gordon / baby .

late teen ,, domestic dog ,, weimaraner

Baby appeared in your living room (the door to your backyard open and with Gnarly also inside of your living room) three days after Gnarly and Pretty's appearance. Baby has showed himself to be no trouble. He spends the whole day sleeping and lazing around your bedroom, but the boy does try to sneak sips from your coffee whenever you leave it unnatended! +"calm" , +"softie" , +"actually kinda normal (lol😭)" , +"sleepy(baby is eepy)".

⚠warnings: *don't leave coffee cups/glasses at doggy reach!

search tag for this au : paola's hybrid boyz<3333

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straberrycore · 2 years ago

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Comfort

Henry bower x soft poc reader

Warning: talk of violence and slurs

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

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

When me and Henry first met at the pond the pond was a silent secluded junk infested pond era with a water fall down the stream in the woods he pushed me in the water called me a "nigger" and threw a rock at me and told me to never come back to "his" pond.

but that wasn't going to stop me so I went back again and again and each time he would either choke me and tell me to never come back, push me up against a tree and tell me he was going to hurt me or push me in to the water once almost drowning me by pulling my just pressed hair I had for easter Sunday church and dunking me into the water.

but I wasn't going to just leave I found this place first and it was going to be mines.

but one day I went back again and he saw me sitting in the back of a abandoned red rusty truck

he looked at me his eyes were watery and red like he had been crying.

he balled his fist up his knuckles were red and scraped up

his right eye was a light purple visibly starting to slowly turn into a deep purpleish black.

he took a deep breath, blowed it out and let his fists go dropping his head he then started to climb into the back of the truck with me.

he sat across from me with his head held low and his hands in his lap.

"what's wrong with you" I said low and softly with concern in my voice.

"none of your damn business nigger" he responded lowly almost like a whisper with anger and resentment in his voice.

I could tell his anger was not pointed towards me like he was mad at something else.

I slowly crawled up to him between his legs and once I was close enough i slowly grabbed his head gently with both my hands, turned his head ,sideways and laid his head on my chest.

I wrapped my arms around his head to keep him close with my arms propped on his shoulders I played his his hair as my hands reach the top of his head.

I knew he probably wanted to pull away choke me or put me through some kind of torture for touching him.

but I was genuinely surprised when he put his arms around my slim waist his arms resting on my hips and I was in a even greater deal of shock when he put his legs between my spreaded legs, pulled me up on his lap and slowly started to push me down.

like he wanted me to sit on his lap..... so that is what I did I sat on his lap my legs straddling him as I sat face forward on his lap his head still laid on my chest.

we sat like that for a good hour just me hugging him lowly humming a song the warm afternoon sun shining on the pond water and us. him taking slow deep breaths as he had a fist full on my white summer dress that had a flower pattern all over it.

this was the most calm and relaxed I had ever seen Henry he's usually bulling little kids or yelling slurs at mike.

if the kids from school, my parents or the rest of the bowsers gang saw us like this it would be the end of both are reputations.

his reputation of being the scary, hardcore, heartless, evil, bully, badass, psychopath would be demolished.

and my reputation of me the nice, sweet, thoughtful, caring, Christian, good girl would be completely over with.

just by being seen with each other.

my dad would kill me if he knew I was with the the psychopath racist kid 'Henry bowers!" right now

but honestly it’s a complete shock to be with him the way I am right now and not have him spitting slurs at me and being a jerk

i then pulled away and picked his head up to look at me

"are you ok henry" I whispered

He then looked at me his black eye eventually turning fully black and his eyes were low like he was sleepy

"I don't want to talk about it" he said in a whisper he then moved me off his lap and got out the truck

" should go it's getting pretty late" he said lowly

I got out after him and watch him start to slowly step away and take a few steps in to the woods

as I watch him something came over me

"henry !" I yelled I was a little taken back by my out burst seeing as I yelled before I could think of something to say.

he turned around and I sprinted up to him going on my tippy toes and kissing him on his cheek.

his face slowly turned red, he started to scratch the back of his head and that signature side smile he does came up on his face he looked a little embarrassed

"what was that for" he spoke sheeply still scratching his head

"I know that you were probably hurting a minute ago so I wanna say I hope your ok and that what ever is wrong it will get better" I said sincerely and slowly started to babble on

by this point his face went back to normal the same old "I don't give a fuck face" and by this point I was babbling about emotions and stuff.

but I was taken aback when he moved forward and kissed me on the lips

his lips were thin,soft and surprisingly warm.

I didn't know what I was doing I was just kissing him based off movies and times I secretly kissed my pillow and I guess that was ok because he was responding with the same moves.

the kiss then got sloppy and wet are mouths making up a good amount of saliva I closed my eyes only for them to shoot open when I fell his tongue go in my mouth.

by then I pull myself away from him and wipe the saliva off my mouth

I look up at him to see he had that smug smile on his face but it then suddenly changed "if you tell anyone what just happened I will chock you the fuck out Mackenzie. I swear to fucking god.

I nodded my head and he turned around and walked away in to a little path in the woods

I wasn't really shocked about the chocking part just at the fact he didn't call me a nigger and said my actual name.

as I walked away in the direction of my home i slowly started to realize I might have a little itsy bitsy, Teeny weeny crush on Henry bowers

oh god i probably sound like a psychopath or an idiot having a crush on a guy like him means your either cursed or you hate yourself.

either way I don't know how to explain it or form it into words but I do have a crush and i'm looking forward to the next time he kisses me

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when I got home my dad obviously wanted to know where I was so I told him I was at the arcade with my friends

he understood but was still a little upset that I got home late saying i could never know what could happen to me getting home late by myself.

I rolled my eyes and went to my room putting on a more comfortable outfit

just as I was hanging my dress I saw a very small blood stain on the back of it were Henry was gripping it the blood must have came from his knuckles I take it off the hook and immediately put it in the washing machine hoping for the best.

I then walked to the dinner table hearing my name be called for dinner

I sat at the dinner table eating my meatloaf listening to my baby sister talk about her day "what games did you play at the arcade sweetheart" my dad suddenly asked with interest

panicked for a good second till something popped in my head

"oh you know the usual Pac-Man and donkey Kong a little defender" I said naming all the popular games I could think of

my dad nodded his head in approval as he took a bite of meatloaf

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just yesterday Henry bowers kissed me and since then he can't stop looking at me

just this morning walking in to school he was staring at me while he stood over Eddie Kaspbrak.

in class I can feel his dark black psychopath eyes on me and when I turned back he was still looking at me

I gotta say I'm a little scared but I honestly can't wait to go too the pond today.

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Bowers Gang x Goth reader Part 3 Victor Route - Choose your own story!!!

OPTION A. IF YOU CHOOSE TO FOLLOW VICTOR

Note: Please follow links to THIS POST ONLY from here on for your story to make sense!

Warning: Drug consumption, Lemon kinda graphic, some swearing!! IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 DO NOT READ!!!

PART 1 Intro (CLICK ME)

PART 2 Maths class "With Vic" (FOR THIS POST)

PART 2 (CLICK ME) Mother link all story options

Part 3 (CLICK ME) Mother link all story options

Reader: Hey umm!! *you call out reaching for his shoulder* Victor: *He turned around to face you* Hmm..Oh m-my name is Victor *he laughs nervously he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.* Reader: Is it okay if I kick it back with you? Victor: *Smiles brightly* Heck yeah I know this really good spot past the sciences rooms *you follow Vic out the class room to his locker* Haha you make one cute shadow.. Victor: Shit! Reader: Whats wrong *you tip top peering over his shoulder* Victor: The locks jammed *starts fiddling* Reader: Let me try *your hands brush your silky strands pulling out a bobby pin, ducking under his arms as you closely started inspecting the lock yourself lightly brushing his hands. Victor: *Looks down at your small frame, you were practically begging to be in his embraces. He couldn't tell if you were messing with him or.. he places his chin on your head watching you patiently. His hands found there way to his pockets* Reader: *Click* Got it!! *you slowly turn around looking up and Vic* Reader: You know I'm not going to bite you Vic *you smirk* Victor: I don't know you almost messed up Pat and Henry *he smiles* Reader: Lets face it you probably wished it was you huh *a sultry look in you eyes* Victor: *presses his lips together before starting to rummaging through the locker. You noticed a a couple pocket knives, bum bags and books that look like a dogs been chewing on them* Reader: Hey why do have Henrys maths book *you pinch it between your fingers holding it up. The cover has knife marks, pages with random lewd drawings and others ripped out* Victor: Oh the gang we kinda share lockers. My actual locker is all he way in the Language building. Can't be fucked with those stairs or the walk. *he pulls out some rolling papers stuffing it into a bum bag. Slinging it over his shoulders before chucking a baggy black hoodie over the top* Reader: Hmm not suspicious at all... Victor: Oh please Wednesday Addams DUPE!! Reader: Stop it Malfoy *Hermione granger impression* Victor: Oh haha very funny Reader: SOoo is that your normal hair or... Victor: Quit it! *He ruffles your hair, slinging an arm over your shoulder as you both walk to his spot. *You and Vic pass Greta and her goons. Vic kept his head down avoiding any kind of contact. You still keep a firm gaze on Greta not intimidated by her in the slightest. Something that bothered her.* Greta: *Follows you and Vic as you both made your way to the oval cutting across to the old Science room* Victor: *Looks back over his shoulder seeing Greta was indeed following both of you. He just ignores her not seeing the problems brewing.*

Victor: These bathrooms are Abandoned. Something about a plumbing problem. The school didn't want to pay for the costs... Reader: Not bad Vic...You don't tell spooky stores and cry bloody Mary in here do you *smirking up at him* Victor: Nah Im too grown for that. I knew a baby bat like you would love it here. *he sat on the toilet lid, lifts his hood and grabbing out papers and a light. As well as unhooking the speaker on the side of bag turning it on* Victor: You wanna be my DJ baby *he smiles turning to the side* Reader: Sure *you grab your phone out scrolling through your playlists* Victor: Nothin to crazy don't wanna get caught *starts removing the hard cover off the toilet paper dispenser to reveal a lose tile where the gang stored there stash* Reader: Don't worry I got you...So do you or the gang like sell? Victor: Belch Doesn't smoke, Henry is more of a scotch n whisky kind of guy and Patrick...He don't need it but on the rare occasion we all get high together. It quite funny.

Victor: *Grabs a baggie and a grinder starting to prepping a joint* Reader: *You ended up playing Us Vs. Them by the $uicideboy$* Reader: A couple candles in here wouldn't hurt... Victor: So you can do your little satanic rituals I don't think so cutie... Reader: Aye you've already labeled me as Wednesday Addams, chill or maybe I will have to sacrifice you. *you teased as you kneeled down brushing some dust and broken glass away making a little spot on the floor* Victor: *Starts bopping his head to the music* Nice choice *he licks the paper as he rolled the weed* Victor: Hey! Woah I'm not gonna make you sit on the floor damn. Reader: Oh well then where do you want me to sit *you stand up crossing your arms annoyed*

Victor: *He scoots back on the seat making some room between his legs* Here *tap tap* I promise I won't bite. Reader: *you smile playfully rolling your eyes at him before sitting down.* Victor: Snuggles into the nape of your neck, his cheek pressing against you soft skin and his chin resting over your shoulder. His forearm lay on your thighs. Lighting the joint. He turns his head to the side taking a couple drags before exhaling* *You both heard footsteps and a shadow from around corner moving closer. It looked like the figure of a girl..* Victor: What the FUCK do you want! *his voice loud and heavy. His face turned to a frown.*

Emma Tompson: Hey Vic *she leans on the door frame casually. She locks eyes with you. Flashing a disgusted look.* I didn't think you would replace me with that.. *Emma Tompson.. You had heard about her before. She was on the cheerleading team for College not far from the school. She messed around with all the jocks, attending their parties ect. She had light brown hair with the blond highlights. Bottle tan skin and the only attractive feature really being her long legs and over all slim figure. She wore too much makeup. Her clothes, shirts in particular were known to have Orange makeup stains. Tacky to say the least.*

Victor: Fuck Off Emma *His head was raised he sternly locks eyes with you before bringing the joint to your lips* Can't you see I'm busy... Emma: *Was a bout to open her mouth and say something before she was Victors cold hearted stare and his fists balled* Fine... *she stomped away annoyed as hell* Victor: *lets out a sigh* took the joint from your fingers taking a deep drag. Suddenly he grabs your face, forcing his lips on yours breathing out the smoke. His red hazed eyes longing looked into your bewitching ones.*

Reader: *you had no choice but to breath it all in. It was suffocating which made it all the more arousing for you, the burning sensation and the feeling of him sucking on your bottom lip. The smoke escaped your nostrils* Victor: *His hands had started softly squeezing your outer thighs and slowly started rubbing the inner. Taking a big handful and squeezing, you jolt a little breaking the kiss. His hands relaxed* Victor:*His eyes widen a little as he brings his had to his eyes rubbing them a little* Shit...Im so sorry. *he takes his other hand away from your thigh. Resting back on the tank running his through his hair, not daring to make eye contact with you again* I shouldn't have done that...SHIT!

Reader: *You look over your shoulder and sigh annoyed. You bring your legs to your chest, swivel around and lay your legs over his on either side straddling him almost.* You are no fun.. *you say flatly* Victor: *look down at his lap devoured by the guilt* Reader: Vic...*you coo as your soft voice grabbed his attention* Your acting as if you know I don't like it, your not nervous are you *you tease him.* Victor: You say that like I'm some Malfoy virgin *he smiled a little* I just don't wanna mess things up. Seeing Emma... Reader: Vic..*You lay both your hands on his chest rubbing small circles* I know girls like that only want you for your money, drugs or in this case your weed. Claiming the joint from him taking one last drag. Looking at him with your lust fulled eyes blowing the smoke through your nose.

Victor: *Gulps* Are you sure you want to do this with me *his sleepy red eyes gazed at you. Begging* Reader: *you lean your whole body forward pressing your chest to his, he closes his eye parting his lips as you both kiss once more. You both take turns kissing and sucking on each others bottom lip. Victor: *pushes your shoulders back breaking the kiss for a moment, as he straightens up then your lips connecting again. This time Vic's kisses were more sloppy, wet and messy. His hands find your waist tugging your body into his. Reader: *Your wrap your arms around his neck and squeeze your thighs around his waste before pulling away panting for air. You could feel the heat building*

Victor: *Starts planting kisses down your neck reminding you of class earlier on that day. His hands slip down to your hips, tracing their shape, he grips your hips hungrily pulling them directly on-top of his.*

Reader: *you gasp at the sudden jolt, your noses now touching, eye to eye and lips to lips. Victor: *Cupping your butt checks and giving them a tight squeeze* You don't understand how much I need you baby bat. *He smirks as he tugs on your hair from behind your back causing you to arch your back, puff your chest and press your heat on his* Fuck baby *he cusses under his breath*

Victor: Get up take your underwear off...leave everything else on (if you have pants on you take them off, short skirt you keep it on) *He slump back eyes on you watching every move* Reader: *You crunch over to discretely take your clothing off* AHH!! *You cried out a red mark appeared and started stinging. Victors hand print stained you ghostly skin*

Victor: I want to see everything...*he unzips his fly teasingly.* Reader: *your fingers reach the hem of your underwear as you bend over slowly dragging the fabric over and off your legs. Cocking you head to the side eyeing Victor through your now messy hair* Victor: *Groans loudly as you see a tent in his pants twitch* Don't tease me you'll regret it baby bat....come here. *He looks up at your face covered in bliss.He chuckles* The weed is really kicking in.

Reader: I want you really bad Vic *you blert out*

Victor: Turn around baby *he smirks guiding your hips back to his lap* Can't go back now... *He places a hand on the under your thigh before propping your leg over his doing the same to the other side*

*Victors hand brushed your inner thigh making you shudder as the other snaked under your shirt chasing your ribs to your breasts massaging and cupping them. Victor Starts kissing and sucking at your neck leaving read marks for the world to see. Reader: *you let out a moan as Victor suddenly roughly grabs your hips, pressing your heat down onto his bulge more as he slowly grinds. Your heat was starting to tense and pulsate the sticky fluid dripping onto his Camo print cargos.* Reader: Vicccck *you moan a little louder*

Victor: *Whispers in your ear* Look how wet you are making a mess already and I haven't even touched you... *He starts man spreading his legs forcing you to spread your even more for him, your heat was out in the open. Oozing onto the floor a creamy slick liquid* Victor: You look so fucking hot right now... *he groans* *His hand swiftly slips under your bra and start rolling your nipple tips between his fingers in a rough half circular motion* *SLAP!!!*

Reader: AHHH!!! *You cry out in shock throwing your head back over Victors shoulder. Facing the ceiling* Victor:*SLAP, SLAP, SLAP you became a twitching groaning mess* This is how it's gonna feel when I beat that pussy up *he whispers your ear, he raises his hand* Victor: Your soaking wet *raising his hand admiring the creamy white liquid* Reader: *you huff and pant the sweat starting to form in droplets around your neck, face and chest. You started rocking your hips arching back onto his bulge*

Victor: *He Spreads your legs even more as you thighs started to ached* No that ain't how this goes *he coos bring his hand back down touching your sensitive slit his fingers softly pressing down the sides of your clit* Reader: Vic Pleaseee! *You beg him to stop teasing you*

Victor: I'm sorry I can't hear you baby could maybe say that a bit louder *his fingers trace there way to your sensitive little bean. His finger tips rubbing gentle small circles around it. Reader: Uuhhhgg Victor please....don't tease me anymore *you struggle to stay conscious as your eyes roll back. The weed, the heat and the want starting to drive you crazy.

Victor: *smirks* Fine I'll stop teasing.. *with one hand he pulled out his swollen man hood, a trail of pre cum leaking out the tip. You could feel the hot touch between your butt cheeks growing to your clit lips.* Reader: Viiicc mmph *you moan into his ear, panting as you try rocking your clit lips on his man hood coating it in your juices.* Victor: Sorry baby but not today *he smirks before his middle and ring finger circle and rub at your entrance. With a SLAP he enters your wet walls his knuckles stretching you just a little bit further*

Reader: AHH ah haaa Vic please I want more *your head hung low a little embarrassed gasping for air*

Victor: You gotta watch baby bat *he bites his lip as he felt his man hood twitch, his other hand grabbing your face making you watch his fingers curl up inside you*

Reader: *your toes curl feeling his fingers intensely rubbing your good spot. Pressing up against it as he moves his fingers in and out at an increasing pace. You could hear him panting in your ear*

*You could feel your walls tightening, you start to squirm, Victor kept adjusting his hand so no matter how much you squirm you wouldn't escape. Your hands found their way to his hair rubbing and tugging lightly. You felt an uncomfortable knot forming in your stomach, the heat building as you arch your back Victor pushes his fingers all the way hitting your cervixs.* *His whole hand grabbing and pressing against your clit.He could feel it twitch and tighten. This clear liquid dripping down onto the floor. His other hand left your jaw reaching for your swollen bean, starting to lightly tap on it then soon after firmly rubbing it in an up and down motion matching his thrusting fingers.

Reader: Ahhh Vic Ah-ah AHHMMPPH *squirted, creaming all over his fingers* Reader: aaaahhh mmm *Victors fingers still rubbing your g spot and your clit gently as you ride out your orgasim. Victor: You so fucking beautiful baby bat... *He sucks his fingers tasting all your juices. Reader: Your hand brushed his still hard member* Victor: It's okay baby I'll save this for you later. *He smiles softly guiding your hand away. Reader: *annoyed* You're really gonna do me like this Vic... Victor: Oh I'm gonna make you obsessed with me and my dick *he smirks confidently, tucking his member into the lining of his pants.*

Reader :*You huffed, Victor places his hands around your waist, his chest touching your back as he held you close giving you a loving kiss on the check.* Victor: Come on baby bat I have a feeling we are gonna be really late to class. *His hands brought your legs back together, gripping your hips and slowly standing up. Victor makes sure to hold you in case you fall. You legs were shaky and sore from the rough treatment.

Victor: *rest his chin on your head. His arms wrapped around your upper body* I hope I didn't hurt you to much... Reader: *you smile to yourself* I'm okay...I'm sure we are going to be seeing each other more. Victor:You're more than welcome to come find me at Our spot baby bat. *He kisses your head before taking your hand, carefully leading you out of the abandoned bathroom.

WHICH DO YOU CHOOSE A. Follow Vic to HIS CLASS (Part 4) B. Make you way to YOUR CLASS (Part 4)

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