Pennywise قصص

Moving to Derry was supposed to be simple. A new house. A new school. A place where Y/N could disappear into the background if she wanted or stand out just enough to keep things interesting. She doesn't expect attention. She definitely doesn't expect fixation. From the moment she steps into her first classroom, something shifts. Not the obvious kind, no whispers, no immediate rumors, no one bold enough to say her name like it matters yet. Just a feeling. A pressure. The sense that she's been noticed in a way that goes deeper than curiosity. He doesn't try to get close. Doesn't make himself known. Doesn't need her attention to take it anyway. He watches from his seat, from the hallways, from places she can't quite place. Blue eyes following her like a habit. Like instinct. Like ownership forming quietly, patiently, without her consent. Henry doesn't flirt. He doesn't chase. He doesn't need to. He protects her before she even realizes she needs it, silencing rumors, removing problems, deciding who's allowed too close. Anyone who crosses a line doesn't get a warning. They just... stop. Y/N starts to notice the patterns. The way certain people avoid her. The way the halls clear when she's alone. The way she never really feels unwatched, even when she should be. In Derry, obsession doesn't announce itself. It waits. It watches. And once Henry sets his sights on someone, letting go isn't an option. She may not know his name. But he already knows everything about her.

It's been 27 years now and they've grown up and have families now. They thought they were safe. No. Far from safe. With their families to think about things got a lot scarier, Pennywise was back for more and he has eyes on one particular person and that was you. "Curiosity killed the clown" y/n's dad said "And he sure had it coming messing with us" your dad went on and on about how he and his friends killed a psycho clown and man was your dad

Derry is the kind of town where nothing ever happens-until it does. Alexandra Soleil Harper was never supposed to be part of it. Not the rumors. Not the fear. And definitely not the things hiding beneath the surface of Derry. But somehow, she finds herself pulled into a group of outcasts who refuse to look away. The ones who stay. The ones who fight. And the ones who see things no one else will admit are real. Between chaos, laughter, and something lurking in the dark, Alexandra discovers that belonging isn't always safe-and neither is trusting her heart... especially when it starts to lean toward a boy who understands her without needing words. Because in Derry, not everything that hides in the dark is a monster. And not everyone who stays... leaves the same.

Stanley Uris x reader -xoxo, lover girl.

Meet the characters I created for Welcome to Derry, It and It: Chapter Two; the ones who grew up in Derry, survived its nightmares and carried their own stories through darkness. Some of them loved. Some of them lost. And some faced Pennywise in ways no one else ever did. This book gathers all of my OCs from every era of Derry into one place. Their fears. Their friendships. Their trauma. Their roles in the curse that never truly ended. Welcome to the It universe. These are their stories.

Derry remembers everything-and as the quiet sharpens into something hungry, two lives begin to orbit the same rising darkness. Welcome to Derry fanfic OC x Taniel

It was around 3 p.m. in Derry. The afternoon sun cast a warm glow over the quiet streets as Rare walked home from the grocery store, her hands full of shopping bags. She hummed softly to herself, completely unaware that her day was about to take a strange turn. As she adjusted the bags in her hands, she suddenly noticed something missing. "My ring..." Her heart skipped a beat. She quickly set the bags down and searched through her handbag. After a few frantic seconds, she found the ring buried inside. Relieved, she pulled it out-but before she could slip it back onto her finger, it slipped from her grasp. "No, no, no!" The ring bounced once on the pavement and disappeared into an open storm drain. "Oh no, what the fuck? My ring!" Rare dropped to her knees and peered into the darkness below. The drain was pitch black, swallowing the light from above. She squinted, trying to spot the tiny glimmer of her ring. Then suddenly- A pale face appeared from the darkness. Rare gasped and nearly fell backward. A clown stared up at her. "What the fuck! What are you doing down there?" she shouted, her heart pounding. The clown looked exhausted and frightened. "There are some boys behind me," he said. "They were chasing me. I was running, and I slipped into this open drain. I screamed for help, but nobody listened. Then I tried to find a way out through the tunnels. I've been walking for hours." He pointed toward the darkness behind him. "Then I saw a little light above me.. and when I came closer, I saw you." The clown looked up at Rare with hopeful eyes. "Can you help me get out of here?" what will Rare do after that.

Hi... I'm y/n... I'm new to Derry... being new is hard... being new means... being a loser.. Guys don't read this please I wrote this when I was 12 and it's so embarrassing

I left Derry a year ago with half-packed boxes and a promise to myself that I'd never look back. California was supposed to fix everything. New school. New people. A version of me that didn't flinch at raised voices or mistake intensity for love. For a while, it worked, until summer came, and Derry pulled me back like it always does. Now I'm home for the summer before senior year, living in the same house I swore I'd never return to. The town hasn't changed. The memories haven't either. And the boy I told myself I hated, Henry Bowers, still lives right next door. We haven't seen each other yet. But in Derry, distance has never meant safety. This summer is quiet, tense, and unfinished. Full of near misses, buried truths, and a past that refuses to stay buried. Because no matter how far you run, Derry always remembers and some people never really let you go.

In the summer of 1979, Christopher Williams discovers something horrifying lurking beneath Strongstown, Ohio. A strange clown, missing friends, bloody tunnels, and creatures that should not exist are only the beginning. As Chris enters the terrifying "tunnels of death" to rescue his friends, he discovers that something far worse is waiting in the darkness-and it may be watching him every step of the way.

Some quotes from this amazing movie ;) Sorry for the mistakes if you will find some! And if there would be some quote twice ;)

•A shy boy named Eddie Kaspbrak, is self deprecating and is barely holding onto life. •A wild boy named Richie Tozier, who is absolutely loving life, and is a complete daredevil. •When their paths cross, these two opposites fall head over heels for each other.. but there is one factor that is stopping everything.. IT.

"Love is deaf.... you can't just tell someone you love them. You have to show it." Remember this quote as you keep reading into this deep friendship that soon becomes a love story. (Each day this story comes out with a new part and yes it does I promise! because, I always have a timer set on my phone to make sure! Thanks you guys and ENJOY! <3)

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Just my own version of Richie and Eddie's love story. They deserved better.

You are just a normal Girl Trying to figure out what you wanna do with your life but That all changes one day when You move to darry with your Father and two siblings

Its the winter of 1989 the same summer they fought IT things take a love turn with couple of love birds......

When you're a kid you don't have a care in the world. All you seem to think of is who you're eating lunch with or when your math homework is due. Well, that's what parents tell you. It's as if parents never dealt with this, it's like they're oblivious. You know sure as hell what they're gonna say when you tell them that you're being hunted by an evil shape-shifting clown. That's not even the worst of it. That evil shape-shifting clown eats humans, especially kids.

It's the been a few years since the summer of 1989 has occurred. The Losers friend group is still going strong. They are now in there Sophomore year of High school, now entering there Junior year, yet nothing has changed. They are still known as losers, still call themselves losers, and everyone still acts the same. The only thing that has changed is the way people feel about each other. Not that the feelings weren't there before, but the friend group is now old enough to deal with them.