histórias de Thebowersgang

𝙱𝙾𝚆𝙴𝚁'𝚂 𝙶𝙰𝙽𝙶 -ʜᴀɪɪ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴍʏ ɪ'ᴍ ᴛɪɴᴇᴀᴢʏᴇ. ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴏɴ ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ, ɪ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɪᴍᴘʀᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴏɴᴇ sʜᴏᴛs/ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇs. sᴏ ɪ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ɪ'ᴅ ᴅᴏ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ sᴇʀɪᴇs ɪᴛ: ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ. ʏᴇʏʏʏ. -ᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴs ғᴏʀ ᴍʏ ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʏᴘᴏs ᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴇɴɢʟɪsʜ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴍʏ ғɪʀsᴛ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ ʜᴇʜᴇ. ᴛɪɴᴇᴀᴢʏᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ!! ᴇɴᴊᴏʏʏʏʏ!!.

𝐼𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑠. *ON HOLD*

¡HIATUS! imagines and preferences for the bowers gang ♡ plus some zodiac and headcanon throw ins - book 2

"You're insane Henry Bowers." With a smirk, his thumb ran across his ex's bottom lip, "You make me insane... You're like a f*ckin' drug." "Then give me up." she let out a breath "The problem is princess... I don't think I can." **** All rights reserved 2018. I do not own the storyline of "IT" or any of the characters in this story except for Lydia Greystone and her parents, I also own certain storylines of my own creation.

"im gonna need sharp knifes, big, sharp knifes." It was a time of terror. kids were dispiring, crazy ginger clown was killing ppl, but tht didnt bother henry. only one man knows how to stop the terror tht plaged 18 yr old henry bowers, he knows that escape the abuse he sufers, he must betray his dum dad and run away with fellow 18 yr old, patrick hockstetter. He gives up his abused life and sticks with the one man who protects him. but in the barrens one day, he secretly acquires some sharp knifes. however, when patrick calls, begging him to come home, henry is forced to decide what is more important: stopping and killing his crazy and abusive father, or preserving his relationship with his romantic?

After a long year of schoolwork, summer break finally rolls around. However it's not the summer you had expected u would have. You wake up the next morning only to find that you and the bowers gang are the last people on earth.

Short little story I came up with awhile ago, includes the gang too, enjoy :)

imagines and preferences for those sick boys we love ! ☾ [if yall came here from it imagines + preferences yooo. if not, welcome to the fam]

"Victor suffers from very bad anxiety. Sometimes he can't go to school because of it. His breathing quickens, his chest tightens and he feels like he's drowning as his vision gets blurry."

When an Upper East Side family is forced to leave the amazing New York City to live in the small town of Derry, Maine only for their daughter to become close friends with the psychopath of the town. ~~~~~~~ Ranks: • 9 in #sewers {[(*On hold*)]}

it wants to divide us! in which the admins recommend their favourite fanfictions for you, even where you can request to have your faves.

In which, the town of Derry, Maine learn about alternate universes, Evil Clowns, and Famous Losers. (Language Obviously)

my grandfather says this town is cursed. in which you can apply to be admin.

there are things in life we don't understand yet why do we yearn for them? bowers gang x fem! oc soulmate au

Preferences on The Bowers Gang... • Henry • Patrick • Victor • Belch Enjoy!!

imagines & headcannons for ur favourite losers!! feel free to request🎈

I'm on a hiatus so when I update its probs just that one thing lol Thank you for all the reads. It means the world to me, honestly!~❤ - Y/N was young dumb and found herself in love. No matter what happened she knew she wanted to stay with Eddie. The two of them along with everyone else found themselves stuck in what seemed to be a real life hell. Together they try their best in this (shitty) love, terror, and wild story. - WARNINGS: Bad writing (oof lol), spiders (that's your fear so it's v descriptive but don't worry there's a warning), blood, swearing, depression, possible suicidal thoughts (??? Haven't gotten far enough rylly but mean idk) - Follow me on instagram! I'm @buffyscontent

¡HITAUS! Walking into the living room, my heart felt like it dropped to my stomach as I came to a mid-stop. I wish that would actually happen so I could be dead right now, because death is better than the sight of Henry Bowers and his father standing by my favorite corner of the couch. My eyes flicked to my mother as she started to speak, who stood beside Henry's father. "[Y/N], this is Oscar Bowers, the man I told you that I've been going out with, and his son, Henry, but I'm sure you two already know each other from school. I invited them over for dinner." - HENRY BOWERS x READER