#bowers!reader

A/N: Everytime I think I've stopped writing for the Bowers Gang for good I get a request that's just too good not to write. But this is really gonna be my last fic for them. Probably.

Summary: You recently started hanging out with some girls, and your brother and his gang are convinced they're not good for you. When you find out for yourself how fake these girls are the boys are there to let you rant to them about the horrible day you had.

Warnings: Fake friends, swearing, animal death (a stray cat), mentions of punching someone, reader is not a girly girl

Henry and his friends were hanging out in his room. Usually they avoided going to his house because of his dad, but since he was at work the boys had decided to go there anyway. Various reasons prevented them from going to one of the other's places today, and the weather wasn't nearly good enough to hang out outside.

"Where did you say Y/N is again?" Vic wanted to know from Henry.

"She went to hang out with Greta and these other bitches."

pairings: vance hopper x Fem!reader

warnings: (name) fighting, blood, violence, vance being cute/soft with (name), swearing, vance cleaning the reader up, mention of past (abuse) for like 5 sec

Fandoms: The black phone x IT 2017

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Gif not mine>>> transjohnny

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I saw (name) walk into the grab n go. I wont say this outloud but i hate a crush on (name) and whenever she walks into a room i seem to freeze up and cant move. She makes me feel giddy? i guess, i told my “friend” to take over while i go and “grab” something but i actually want to talk to (name). In the past i have tried to talk to her but I can't because i always freeze up or she sees me fighting someone. 

I don’t like it when she sees me fighting somebody because it makes me think that she won’t like me if she sees me fighting with someone. I didn't even know that she knew how to fight until today. I saw her walk out before i could even talk to her. So i just left it and went back to my game until i heard something.

“you fucking asshole” i heard the boy scream at me, he had blood running down his nose. But he deserved it, he was talking shit about my brother. Henry bowers is my brother, the bully in derry. I know he can handle himself but i still don’t like it. I have had a pretty shitty life and henry was the only one who helped me with it. Our dad was abusive after our mother left, he was an alcoholic and was an officer. After what we have been through i wasn’t going to let some 5″4ft  motherfucker talk shit about my brother.

I walked outside to see (name) and some random boy fighting. (name) was winning, she was straddling him while punching him in the mouth, a crowd was surrounding them so i couldn’t see what happened next until i heard a lot of people gasp at something. I pushed them out of the way and saw the boy knocked out. And (name) on the other side of him wiping the blood away.

She had a busted lip, and bloody knuckles and her head had blood coming down it. I heard the police sirens down the road and saw everyone scattering making it look like they weren't watching. I grabbed (name) and ran to an alleyway hiding so the cops wouldn’t take her.

I felt somebody pick me up which i didn’t realize until i was in a alleyway with the one and only Vance hopper. I have heard of him before because my brother fought him. I did find attractive though, his long blond curly hair god I'm whipped. Wait that's right i’m still hurt and hiding from the cops.

“are you okay ”I said looking at her looking where her knuckles are bruised, “ I will go get something cold for your knuckles and be back, stay here okay?” i said while running off to find some ice or something cold” i said while running off to find a vending machine. I Felt weird because i have never been this soft to somebody before. I found a coke vending machine. I ran back with a coke and put it on her knuckles. I heard her hiss and it made me feel guilty “ im sorry, i know it’s going to hurt but its not going to swell up if you let it stay there” i spoke softly to hear so she wouldn't get scared.

“Why are you helping me?” i heard her say, i looked at her confused then started to feel hot “ um- well t- the cops were coming and i didn’t want you to g-go in their” i said stuttering a bit because of how nervous she makes me. “but my brother fought you, why would you help me? the sister of henry bowers” she said while looking up at me. I was shocked to hear that she was henry bowers sister because he was the only one i couldn’t beat. He knocked me out and gave me a massive headache for the last week. “ your not like your brother (name) that’s why i helped you” i said while looking down at her. “Thank you vance” she said smiling at me 

I didn’t like henry. but goddamn his sister was something else. And i wasn’t going to stop until she’s mine

Henry Bowers x sibling!reader

warnings: blood, death

a/n:

prompt: anonymous: “Hi, could I please request a Songfic with the song "My Demons" by Starset with Henry Bowers? Maybe you could make it so he and the reader are siblings if that's ok 💕”// My Demons - Starset

You and Henry had each other’s backs since day one. Your dad was unkind and your mom wasn’t around anymore, all you really had was each other.

The two of you didn’t fall in with the same crowd, but that didn’t change the fact that you’d stick together through it all.

You’d find him crying in his room late at night, muttering about how much he hated Dad and wished that the asshole would leave him alone, but it was always you who calmed him down. You were the only one that could.

It wasn’t until August 1989 that you saw the demon come out. You were just going to the kitchen to get a glass of water, but Henry stood in the living room with a bloodied knife in his hand and your father before him.

“Oh, god.” You gasped and dropped your glass, the sound of it shattering alerted Henry of your presence.

“Y/N, look! We’re free!” He cheered with a deranged smile. Everything was red. That’s all you could focus on. The knife, the rug, the chair, your dad, Henry. Your dad was so still, you were so used to him snoring when he sat there.

“Henry...” How could you say anything now? You couldn’t scold Henry for this, you run the risk of getting stabbed yourself. You felt a sense of impending doom now, you’re in serious danger. “Let me clean up. Just leave for a little while.”

“You’re welcome!” Henry said as he walked out and shut the door behind him. As soon as it did, you fell on the floor and sobbed at the scarring sight, you needed to call someone. You could barely contain your shaking as you reached for the phone and dialed.

“Butch Bowers is dead. You know the address.”

pairings: vance hopper x Fem!reader

warnings: Henry and vance fighting, violence, vance being cute/soft with (name), swearing, angry henry, overprotective brothers ( belch, patrick, victor) reader cleaning vance and the boys up, first kiss

Fandoms: The black phone x IT 2017

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Gif not mine >> mvnsoxns

I didn’t like henry. but goddamn his sister was something else. And i wasn’t going to stop until she’s mine

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After the interaction with vance i felt so hot like i couldn’t breathe around him. I was walking home after the 10 minute “argument” with vance reasoning why he shouldn’t walk me home. 1 because my “dad” or my brothers might be there. 2 i could barely breathe around him so i could not walk next to him. After that i went home praying that my brother or my “dad” won’t be home. But Of course i didn’t have luck, my brothers were home (belch, patrick, victor + henry) And i knew because The trans am was parked in the driveway.

“she’s taking a long time, school ended an hour and a half ago” belch said while looking at his watch. We were waiting for “our” sister to walk through the door because we were going to the beach and wanted to know if she was coming with us. (name) bowers i see people quake in fear of that name because of me. I was the most feared kid in derry and everyone knew not to mess with my sister otherwise they would end up in a hospital. “ she would we check around?” victor said i was sitting on the couch hoping she didn’t get into a fight. I was about to agree until she walked in “ where have you been??” i said looking at her, she seemed blushing? but i didn’t care until i saw the bruises on her knuckles.

“what happened!?” i heard my brother say as he took my hand. “ i got into a fight, im fine i swear” i said while taking my hand back and walking into the kitchen greeting my other “brothers” “ (name) you said that you would come to us when you got into a fight” henry said while walking into the kitchen “ i know but he was talking shit about you” “ you should let me handle that fuckwit” henry said calmly while he still looked mad.” what happened after it?” “... i got the cops called on me” i said while looking down “ Gosh (name) we can’t let dad know otherwise..” “i know i know, But vance picked me up and helped me in the alleyway so nobody saw us” i said nonchalantly until i realized what i said

“WHAT!” i screamed at my sister. Vance fucking hopper helped my baby sis?? how fucking dare he, does he have a death wish??. I got into a fight with the famous Vance and i beat his ass. Knocked him out within 4 punches. I got into a fight with him because i found out my girlfriend was crushing on him and he was always flirting with her to get on my nerves. So when i went into the grab ‘n’ go i saw him and punched him in the face. He tried hitting back but failed miserably. After the fight i broke up with her and hated him ever since. After i heard that he helped my sister i went feral, because i didn’t want him to try and take away my baby sis from me and my friends.

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“VANCEE!!” i heard somebody calling my name i turned around to see a fuming henry bowers marching towards me “what the fuck do you want dipshit” i said “DID YOU TOUCH MY SISTER?!” he said yelling at me “ i helped her with her bruised knuckles dipshit i wouldn’t hit a girl” i said scoffing, how could he think i would hit a girl?? especially one that i liked. The next thing i know is that i’m fighting henry and it's getting bloody real quick. I see his little minions surround us to make sure that i wouldn’t escape. I got in a few punches at henry but couldn’t really do anything. I had 4 people hitting me and i felt weak as fuck.

“HENRY STOP IT” i heard a voice come from the door, I saw (name) running towards us ripping henry and his little minions off of me. “WHY’D YOU DO THAT (NAME)?!” “shut the fuck up henry, he helped me and you guys do not have to fight everyone that looks at me fucking hell!” i heard her yelling at them i felt a smile tug on my lips. Even at this state she still makes me feel butterflies in my stomach. “ I'm so sorry about my brothers ”she said looking down at me. She helped me up and we went outside, we walked over to a bench ( more like vance limping over) “ ill be back” she said while running back in, i saw her yell at her brother than run out with cleaning supplies. “ its going to hurt” she said in a soft tone but i didn’t notice the pain because i was looking at her lips. I didn’t even notice the 4 figures walking towards us.

I was cleaning vance until I heard shuffling behind me, i turned around and saw my brothers, covered in blood with their heads down except henry’s. “im sorry (name)..” i heard my brother mumble “ you need to stop this henry, i know you want to protect me but i’m growing up and plus were not in derry anymore so we can’t do whatever we like anymore, so you cant beat up people for just helping me” i said while looking at him then down to their knuckles. “ come here you guys” i said while patting the seat in front of me Patrick sat down first. I helped him and my other brothers with their knuckles. “okay now what do you guys say to vance?” i say while looking at them “ sorry vance for beating you up, we just didn’t want anybody to hurt our sister” i heard belch apologize then the rest of the boys apologized, they went to the car waiting for me to finish up with vance.

 “thank you for helping me (name)” i said while looking in her eyes, then back down to her lips god i wanted to kiss them but i didn’t want to move to fast yet so i held myself back. “ its okay, i guess it’s my way of saying thank you for helping me” she said while tracing her hands over mine “ can i ask you something (name)” i said while trying not to blush from the contact but failed “mhm” “ i really like you (name) and i know we're not friends and barley talk to each other but i really like you and it’s totally fine if you don’t return the feelings beca-” i was cut off from her kissing me. 

I was shocked but kissed back in a matter of seconds. “ i like you too, ”she said while smiling at me “ do you want to go on a date tomorrow at pops ice cream place?” i said nervously “ sure, i can’t wait to see you tomorrow vance” she said kissing my check while she went to her brothers car to go home. I watch at the car drives away

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I guess fighting henry was worth something.

- Vance-e

When you woke up on the morning of Halloween you felt like shit. You had been fighting a nasty cold the last few days, and apparently your wish to get well in time for Halloween had not been fulfilled. You were feeling better than yesterday, yes. But you were absolutely in no state to go trick or treating, or do anything else that involved being outside.

When you sat up in bed, Henry, who was already up, noticed you were awake and came over to your bed to check on you.

"How you doin'?" he asked, putting his hand to your forehead to check your fever.

"Better." Your voice was still scratchy, and your throat hurt. "But not good enough do do much. Why do I have to be sick on Halloween of all days?!" you complained.

"It's fine, we can just stay inside and watch some horror movies." Henry tried to comfort you.

"You sure you don't just wanna go out with the guys without me? I don't want you to miss out on all the fun just 'cause I'm sick."

Henry shook his head. "Nah, we ain't going without you. You're the one who's obsessed with Halloween after all." He laughed a little.

You smiled. "Alright then."

"So, what movie are we gonna watch first?"

It was early in the evening and you were all at Patrick's place, because 1) he was the only one of the gang who had a tv in his room and 2) his parents were the least likely to bother you.

When Henry had told the boys you were still too sick for any outside activities, it hadn't taken much to convince them to have a movie night instead of roaming the streets terrorizing younger kids.

You didn't have to think about what movie you wanted to see, immediately answering "The Lost Boys!"

Vic, who had asked the question, rolled his eyes. "Of course. Why do I even ask?"

You grinned sheepishly and shrugged. "I can't help the fact that it's my favorite."

You grabbed the VHS tape of the movie and handed it to Patrick so he could put it in the recorder.

He raised an eyebrow at you, but took it from your hands none the less. "Who said you get to pick what we watch, huh?"

"The night is long enough for each of us to get a chance to pick a movie! And it's only fair if I get to pick first because I'm sick and probably won't be able to stay awake very late."

Patrick shrugged and put the tape in, but couldn't stop himself from commenting "That one isn't even scary."

"It doesn't have to be scary, it has vampires on motorcycles and that's all it really needs to be good. We can watch something actually scary later, now shut up or I'm gonna make you watch the Rocky Horror Picture Show with me." you threatened.

Patrick responded with a grin and a mocking salut, as Belch asked "What's the Rocky Horror Picture Show?"

You shook your head, grinning. "You don't want to know, believe me."

As you all got comfortable on Patrick's bed, you were shaken by a coughing fit, causing Henry to tightly wrap you up in a blanket.

Vic, sitting on your other side, scooted away from you. "Don't you dare get me sick too!" He warned you, only half joking.

You kicked him, opening your mouth to tell him to fuck off when the opening credits started playing, causing you to hush everyone. You wormed your arms out from under the blanket to grab a chocolate bar and a can of energy drink from the bedside table, before snuggling close to Henry.

Summary: You lie to a teacher to get your brother out of trouble, proving to the boys that keeping an innocent facade can be very useful at times.

Warnings: Mentions of Bullying

"Bowers!"

You and Henry had been standing around with the guys talking. Now you both turned around and saw your teacher Mrs. Douglas coming towards you, accompanied by a kid you had messed with earlier.

Henry cursed under his breath but you sushed him, whispering "I've got this, just let me do the talking."

Then, putting on your most innocent face, you looked at Mrs. Douglas and asked "Yes, Ma'am?"

"Not you, Y/N. Your brother."

You raised an eyebrow.

She turned to Henry "Apparently you and your friends have been bullying smaller kids once again. Do you have anything to say about what you did to Kevin?"

Before your brother could say anything you asked "Mrs. Douglas, when exactly did this supposed bullying happen?"

"Y/N, I understand that you're trying to defend your friends but it's obvious that Kevin has been pushed around by bigger students. They also called him awful names. He says it was your brother with help from his friends."

"So he says. But I can't quite believe that, so if you could please tell me when this kid was 'bullied', I might be able to tell you where Henry was at that time."

Mrs. Douglas gave in and told you the incident had happened just at the beginning of lunch break, which was almost over now.

You smiled at her. "Well, Ma'am, in that case it's impossible that Henry and the others did this. They were here with me the whole time."

"Oh." The teacher looked surprised, but she seemed to believe you. She turned to the kid and asked "Kevin, did you lie to me?"

"No! I swear! It was Bowers and his sister with their friends."

Mrs. Douglas frowned, obviously the boy had failed to mention you had been there too until now.

Meanwhile you gasped theatrically, trying to look as offended as you could. "I- I'm sorry?! Did you just accuse me of being a bully?"

The boy, knowing exactly that you were the liar and not him, actually had to audacity to answer "Damn right, that's what you are!"

Before the situation could escalate Mrs. Douglas interrupted, saying "Don't be silly, out of all my students Y/N is the kindest and politest and she certainly would never do such a thing as pick on younger students. Now tell me, who really pushed you around? Or did you just fall down and think this would a good way to get attention?"

While she was saying this you tugged at Henry's arm to get his attention and motioned for him and the guys to follow you. You had gotten out of this situation, you did not want to stay around and risk being dragged into it again.

When you were at a safe distance you all started laughing and Henry high-fived you.

"I can't believe she actually believed you." Henry grinned.

"I don't know what you mean, Henry. After all I'm such a good and polite girl and would never pick on younger students." You tried to keep a straight face while saying this, but broke out laughing in the end. The guys laughed along.

"You're a brilliant liar is what you are."

You smirked. "I know, it's a talent."

Warnings: Mentions of homophobia, some internalised homophobia, mentions of abuse/domestic violence

- when you first figure out you like girls you don't want to accept it

- your dad taught you queer people are wrong and disgusting so surely you can't be one of those

- but the more you think about it the clearer it becomes that you are, in fact, a lesbian

- you think a lot about what that means, and if your dad might be wrong

- but you don't really come to any conclusion

- you decide that you have to tell Henry

- he's your big brother, he'll know how to deal with this, and most of all you just need to get this off of your chest and he is the only one you really trust

- so the next time the two of you are home alone you ask if you can tell him something

- and he just nods and doesn't ask any questions bc he noticed that something has been troubling you lately

- and you simply say "I like girls." Henry frowns and asks "What? Do you mean like..?" "Yeah, I mean I'm queer." Your answer is barely more than a whisper because suddenly you're scared how Henry might react

- for a moment you just look at eachother

- you're looking up at Henry with big eyes, the way you always do when something's wrong and you're looking to him for help

- but this time there's not only trust in your eyes but also something like fear

- and Henry sees how your bottom lip trembles, like you're gonna cry any moment

- so he swallows the homophobic comment that was already on the tip of his tongue and just says "Okay."

- you hadn't even realised just how scared of his reaction you were until you feel the relief of knowing this doesn't make him hate you

- you throw yourself into his arms and cry against his shoulder for a bit

- after you calmed down you ask him if it's really okay that you like girls

- Henry shakes his head and says "I don't care if you're a- If you like girls. You'll always be my little baby sister."

- But he also reminds you that no one else can know about this, bc your dad would probably kill you if he found out

- not like you didn't know that already

- one time when you were younger you had suggested that there was nothing wrong with two people of the same gender liking eachother and he beat you black and blue

- but you don't feel like coming out to anyone else anyways, it was hard enough telling Henry and you trust him more than anyone

Summary: You drag your brother and friends outside to play in the snow with you.

Warnings: Smoking, swearing

"Henry!" you whispered. You were both silently sitting in class, not skipping or disturbing class for once.

Your brother glanced over at you from his seat in the row next to you and raised an eyebrow.

"Look outside the window." You quietly instructed him with a big smile on your face.

He did, and saw the reason for your excitement: It was snowing.