Hurting Soul

Hurting soul

Warning: swearing, abuse

Pair: Henry Bowers x Reader

Summary: After Henry gets beat by his dad, he comes to you.

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Henry Bowers was not the perfect boyfriend. Or the perfect person. He was manipulative, sexist, racist, rude, and cruel. Everyone questioned why you were even dating him. Sometimes you questioned yourself.

But you loved the guy. No matter what he did, you loved him in the end.

You knew about what his dad did to him. You wanted to help, but you knew you couldn’t. His dad didn’t even know you two were dating. Henry wanted it that way, and you respected his choice.

You had a test tomorrow for science, so you were up studying. Science was the worst class for you, but you needed a good grade to graduate. You were about to fall asleep when you heard knocking on your window.

Walking over to it, you looked outside to see what was happening. Henry was looking back at you, tears on his face. You quickly opened the window and let him in.

“What happened?” You asked, leading him to your bed. He sat down and put his head in his hands.

“My old man, he-he got drunk. And he.. Fuck.” Henry cried harder, leaning on your shoulder. You pushed him back onto the bed so you were both laying down. He cuddled up to you, still crying.

You waited for him to calm his breathing before asking him again what happened.

“If you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine.” You said, softly. It was quiet for a while.

“He got drunk.” Henry said lightly. “And of course, whenever the fuckup is drunk, he comes to me for a punching bag.” He sniffed.

“He beat me with his belt, which is normal. But, he brought up my mom. Which he’s never done before. Ever. And that, that broke me.” He stopped, but continued a while later.

“He said that I was the reason why she left. That I was the fuckup of the family. ‘The whore should’ve aborted you.’ Is what he said.” He started crying again. You held him closer.

“Does he know you’re here?” You asked. He shook his head no.

“After he left, I snuck out and came here.” You nodded your head. It was quiet again.

“Y/n?” He looked at you. His eyes were puffy and red, but he still managed to look amazing.

“Yeah?”

“Do you love me?” He asked, softly. You were confused as to why he would ask that. You told him you loved him all the time.

“Of course I do Henry. You’re an ass sometimes, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love you.” You smiled at him.

He smiled back and kissed you, you obviously kissing back. You knew that he had to go home. Or else his dad would hurt him again. Neither of you wanted to leave each other.

Henry got up and walked towards your window, you following. He turned around and kissed you again.

“I love you.” He said, before crawling out of your window and walking towards the road.

You closed your window and layed back on your bed, falling asleep.

Just Like The Real Thing

Bowers Gang, Patrick Hockstetter x Reader, Belch Huggins x Reader, Henry Bowers x Reader, Vic Criss x Reader

Note: So I’ve had this idea for awhile but I couldn’t decide which of the boys I wanted to base it off so I just wrote one for all of them. I hope you enjoy and feedback is always welcomed!

Plot: Basically you’ve been away for far to many days and the boys get a bit desperate and decide to take care of their “problem” on their own.

Warnings: NSFW, masturbation

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This man is the real MVP.

Richie: You punched me in the face, you made me walk through shitty water, you dragged me into a fucking crackhead house! And now… I’m gonna have to kill this fucking clown.

Pennywise:

sooo i just wrote this for a sleepover drabble request thinking someone was requesting it but turns out i was looking at the wrong number on the list so i wrote the wrong thing lol but whatever im still posting it pls enjoy

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“did you know there’s a hidden mission here?”

“hm? really?”

“yeah, let me show you!”

the girls hands brushed against kenma’s - purposely - as she took the handheld game from him, and he watched over her shoulder with wide eyes as she played the game.

he looked at her in awe when she handed the game back to him, now with a completely new level unlocked and ready to be played.

“thank you,” he says, playing the game immediately, and she watched him with a wide smile.

you came over to kenma’s to spend the day with him - not with him and his clingy obsessive childhood friend. but she showed up unannounced often, and there was nothing you could do but wait for her to leave.

“i’ve gotta get home for dinner, but i’ll see you tomorrow, kenma!”

you groaned loudly when his bedroom door closed behind her, and you waited patiently for kenma to get up and lay down with you - but all you heard was the sounds of his video game.

“what are you doing?” you ask, angry and spiteful.

kenma pauses his game, and he turns his head to look at you. “what?”

you groan again, and kenma stands from where he sat on the floor only to sit back down on the bed, in the same criss-cross position.

“are you upset?”

“no.”

he looks at you for a moment. “are you jealous?”

“what?” you ask, sitting up. “no!”

he nods.

“i’m not jealous.”

he nods again, and his silence only adds to your frustration.

“i’m not jealous!” you repeat. “it’s just… you’re mine!”

“i know,” he replies. “i’m yours.”

yo .... dude ...... can I be that thirsty bitch and ask you if you could make headcanons for dabi nd shiggy (👅) jerking off thinking abt their crush?? bonus points if they've had a thing for this particular crush for a while omg thank u love u

I knowwww you asked for headcanons, but I ended up doing scenarios instead. So please enjoy stalker Shig and lonely Dabi - Kaz

Shigaraki x Reader (NSFW)

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