When Mary Poppins' granddaughter settles in 1960s Derry, she uses her magic umbrella and bottomless carpetbag to babysit, waitress... and quietly wage war against the thing in the drains. But Pennywise takes one sniff of her storm-laced power and decides she's his new favorite obsession. Caught between protecting "her" kids and bargaining with the monster beneath the town, she's forced into a twisted game of rules, teeth, and a bond that feels far too much like being devoured. !!!This fic is intended for 18+ readers only and may contain mature themes, explicit content, and adult situations. Please read at your own discretion!!!

When buried memories begin to surface and something ancient takes an interest in her, Nelly is forced to confront a truth she was never meant to remember: that the light which saved her once is not finished with her... and neither is the monster it belongs to. female oc x pennywise soulmate au

"27 years my love, It's been 27 years of lonely nights and deep sadness And you have come back to me" "Yet not quite the same" 27 years after Pennywise's rest, Lola has once again been reunited with her obscure love. Something that once started bitter and dangerous soon turned sweet but now everything seems to be unraveling itself like a knitted sweater. All the heart break and struggles Lola faced now seem unworthy when facing one of her biggest obstacles yet. Some problems seem to feel permanent and sometimes the solution seems to be slowly floating away...

Through the tough times of your parent's recent divorce, and the sudden move, you felt like you were facing the world on your own; and yet not. You constantly feel eyes on you that doesn't belong to anyone you knew. It felt unworldly. Even though you may feel stressed or feel that nobody understands you, there's someone out there who does. And maybe they're not human at all.

*WARNING SMUT AHEAD - UNLESS YOUR INTO THAT SHIT, THEN WELCOME FRIEND!* At the chorus, the same hand on the window started to clench faster. PLEASE. DONT. STOP And those beautiful blue eyes started to roll in the back of his head. I knew what effect I had on this clown. His actions were giving me the same effect. The music started to beat louder. Sweat was pouring off me but it was only making me dance harder for my peeping clown. When the song finally ended, I was panting heavily and moaning. Sweat was everywhere but other parts of me were drenched. The clown and I continued to stare at each other. There was so much drool on the glass that part of his face was blurred by it. I stood staring at it, hand on my breast, part of a torn pant leg in the other. I wanted more than anything to turn around and face my audience of one. I wasn't sure what I wanted to say but I knew I wanted more than anything right now to throw myself at him. Not caring what happened if I did so. Just then the doorbell rang. Highest Ranking: #1 Daddywise / 12-09-22 #2 thedancingclown / 10-8-22 #4 Smuttwithplot / 9-12-18 #15 Stripping / 9-10-18 #16 Pennywisexreader / 9-10-18 #23 Pennywisethedancingclown / 9-12-18

Somethings are best left unsolved. Some are best left untold, others are best left undiscovered. (Y/n) didn't knew what kind of mysteries awaited at Derry. She only knew what her family told her. But even family lies and when she finds herself in the center one hell of a horror story, her legs might not run as fast. For IT's cruel, hungry and with its eyes on her.

Valerie King was gifted with such enthralling and beautifully deadly power. With such abilities so entrancing, it was able to awake an entity known as It. Over the year, It taught her how to harness those abilities, and how to deal with her dreading past. It taught her before the losers club could come pestering It like they did 27 years ago. (A warning, this story is definitely not for little kids)

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After living your whole life in Derry, you knew that the town's people were far from 'normal' (at least in the conventional sense). You could never have imagined how deeply rooted the problem actually was. As one thing leads to another, and your perception of what's real and fake becomes blurred, you start to question your best friend, Bill. Was he really who he said he was? Could you really trust him after all? And more importantly, who is this ominous clown who seems to be lurking at ever corner? (I tried my best to do the description properly and idk if I did it well. OH WELL I TRIED). (Art not mine)

Ten long years after the horrific encounters, Y/n has recovered from her injuries. And has been diagnosed with Psychogenic Amnesia, she now believes the clown, known as Pennywise, was a figment of her imagination that was created to avoid the reality of her kidnapping. She remains in Derry in memory of her family. Her mom. Her brother. And her baby. She has learned to believe she had been kidnapped and had a miscarriage. Little does she know, unlike the rest of her family, her infant is very much alive. And so is her imaginary monster. || Book Two || ||Cover Photo By: Fevering||