Headcanons: Patrick Hockstetter (Book + Movie Blend)
⚠️ WARNING: Extreme psychological horror, psychopathy, non-con/touching (non-sexual but highly invasive), violence against animals/infants, and heavy necrophilic/dark themes. Pure unfiltered Patrick. Read at your own risk.
1. The Solipsism & Sleep Pattern
Patrick doesn’t sleep like a normal teenager; he sleeps like a corpse. He never tosses, turns, or mumbles. He wakes up in the exact same position he fell asleep in—flat on his back, arms straight at his sides. If you wake him up suddenly, there is no grogginess or confusion. His eyes just snap open, instantly sober and hyper-focused. It deeply unsettled his parents because it felt less like a boy waking up and more like a machine being switched back on.
His pain threshold is anomalously high. When Henry Bowers lost his temper and backhanded him across the face, splitting Patrick's lip, Patrick didn’t even blink. He just licked the blood, poked his loose tooth with his finger, and let out a faint, vacant smile. To him, pain is just an electrical signal confirming his body is functioning. He’s known to casually burn his own arms with cigarettes just to track exactly how many days it takes for the tissue to rot and scar.
3. Food and Sensory Deviations
Patrick is completely indifferent to eating; food is just fuel. Because he lacks any capacity for disgust, his habits are nauseating. He will happily eat a sandwich that’s been sitting in the dirt for days or pinch off a piece of raw, bloody ground beef while his mother is making dinner. He has a fixation on textures—he likes chewing on cartilage, chicken bones, and skin, gnawing on them for hours just for the tactile sensation.
In school, Patrick is an invisible predator. Teachers subconsciously avoid calling on him because they can't stand his unblinking, dead-eyed stare. During biology class when they dissected frogs, Patrick finished faster and more precisely than anyone else. But instead of following instructions, he cleanly severed the limbs and arranged them in a neat row by size.
5. Patrick and Beverly Marsh (The Visual Object)
Unlike Henry or Belch, who viewed Beverly through primitive, aggressive teenage lust, Patrick looked at her like a "pretty doll with interesting hair." In an alternate encounter, he cornered her in an alley. Ignoring her terror, he used one hand to choke her just enough to cut off her breath, while using his pocket knife to slowly slice off a thick lock of her auburn hair. He didn't want to assault her; he wanted to harvest a piece of her like taking a part from a broken mannequin. He kept that hair in his pocket, occasionally lighting the tips with his lighter just to smell it burn.
His parents knew they raised a monster, especially after his baby brother Peter "disappeared." Patrick terrorized them without ever raising his voice. He would stand perfectly still in the pitch-black hallway outside their bedroom door for hours, just staring at the wood. His mother frequently found her lipsticks, hairbrushes, or underwear neatly sliced into perfectly even strips and left on the kitchen table. It was his silent way of saying: You only exist because I allow it.
7. The Stroller Scenario (Pure Psychopathy)
If Patrick were walking down the street and found a crying baby left unattended in a stroller, he wouldn't feel anger or pity. He would calmly walk over, press his hand flat over the infant’s mouth and nose, and watch with detached, clinical interest as the skin turned blue and the reflexes faded. To him, it wouldn't be a crime—it would just be a repeat of his "first experiment" with Peter. If he heard the mother returning, he’d simply walk away at a casual, unbroken pace.
8. The Pyromania Aesthetic
Blending the movie's lighter-and-spray-can aesthetic into his book lore, Patrick is a textbook pyromaniac, but fire isn't emotional for him; it's a cleaning tool. He loves how fire instantly erases identity, turning complex objects into uniform black ash. When he burns stray animals, he isn't doing it to hear them scream—he does it to watch how fast the fur melts away to expose the charred meat beneath.
9. Intoxication & The Bowers Gang
When the gang drank cheap beer or smoked weed, Patrick never got "high" or rowdy in the traditional sense. Substance use didn't loosen him up; it just made his movements even more mechanical and his eyes more glassy. The only thing he actually enjoyed was huffing gasoline or glue at the junkyard, because the chemical hallucinations helped him visually "erase" the extra people from his field of vision.
10. The Final Collapse (His Death)
When It finally trapped him in the dark junk fridge, Patrick’s death was agonizing. As Pennywise’s horrific, leeches-and-flesh-tearing forms began to drain him, Patrick didn't scream from the physical pain—he screamed because his reality shattered. His brain couldn't process the fact that he, the Only Real Thing in the Universe, was dying, while the filthy, worthless world would keep spinning without him. His ultimate breakdown came with the realization that to Pennywise, Patrick Hockstetter wasn't special at all—he was just another disposable piece of meat.
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