I got a request for yandere Pennywise. I’m not too familiar with yandere if I’m being honest, all I know is that it’s pretty much an extreme obsession? I think? I don’t know, hopefully this came out okay! And I also hope this stays more true to Pennywise’s character, I’ve been making him a little OOC 😭
ALSO!!! Warning! There is some non-con in here, but it’s not smut. He’s very forceful. Please don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable.
The first time he saw you was when you were sitting outside of a coffeeshop, catching up with an old friend from high school. You were absolutely oblivious of him, since he had transformed himself into an older man who sat at the table beside you. You didn’t pay any attention to him whatsoever, you were listening carefully to your friend’s words and also telling her about everything that’s happened to you recently.
Little did you know, Pennywise was also getting to know you better. He wouldn’t take his eyes off you… you were beyond perfect to him. He had never seen a human more beautiful than you. Your bright eyes and gorgeous smile brought a new sensation to him, he was falling deeply in love with you.
Your friend noticed the man staring and gawking at you almost the entire time, but decided against saying something. She knew how gorgeous you were, and it wouldn’t have been the first time she noticed a stranger checking you out.
When you two parted ways, it was getting a little darker outside. Since you were living in the city, you decided to walk back to your apartment and the weather was amazing, the slightly chilly breeze felt good to you.
As you headed down your street, you grew confused as you heard the sound of bells jingling behind you. Turning your head, you stopped in your tracks and glanced behind your shoulder, but only to see nothing there.
Spinning your head back around, you stepped forward and gasped as you bumped into the person in front of you. You would have fallen backwards if it weren’t for the strong arms that wrapped around your waist protectively, pulling you closer.
“Oh my god, I’m so sor-”
You cut yourself off as you glanced up at the tall clown in front of you, and noticed the way it was gazing down at you… almost as if you were a piece of meat for it to feast on.
“There’s no need for saying sorry, pretty girl,” the clown spoke as he grinned widely, and you noticed both the lisp in his voice as well as his two big front teeth.
It was nearing Halloween time, so maybe this person was very good at makeup.
“I-I just wasn’t paying attention to where I was walking,” you let out a nervous chuckle, feeling the clown’s arms unwrap from your waist. “I like your makeup, it’s really good.”
Your words brought a smirk to his face, and you noticed the way his eyes traveled down your body. You knew this was unsafe, but your mind was saying otherwise. The clown was seeming fascinating to you.
“Why, thank you,” he murmured, stepping back to bow in front of you.
You couldn’t help but smile at his actions, pulling your sweater over your chest as the wind picked up a little. He noticed this, and moved slightly closer towards you.
“Are you cold, beautiful? Where are you heading to? It’s getting late, you know. There are a lot of weirdos out here… I could walk with you wherever you’re going. I wouldn’t want you getting hurt.”
His words made your eyebrows furrow together. The clown did seem genuine, however, he had a very odd way of doing so.
“No, um, it’s okay. I live really close by,” you said, biting down on your lower lip as you looked up at him.
The clown began salivating as you did this, and you noticed a line of drool forming out of the corner of his lip. Swallowing thickly, you released your lip from your teeth and stepped back from him.
“I should uh, I should get going. It’s getting dark out here. Have a nice night,” you mumbled slightly before you stepped by him, beginning to walk towards your apartment.
“Would you like a balloon, sweetheart?” the clown purred, making you come to a halt. “Or, maybe some flowers?”
Turning back around, you noticed he had a red balloon in one hand, and in the other were a dozen of dark red roses. Maybe the clown didn’t mean any harm.
“Oh, um, thank you,” you blushed lightly, unsure if you should take the items from the clown.
He gazed down at you, noticing the way your cheeks had turned pink. It was something he wanted to see again. Extending his arms out, he handed you the flowers first, then the balloon.
“Don’t thank me. Your boyfriend is a lucky man,” he commented, his gloved hands resting at his sides.
This made your face heat up even more, making you look down. The shyness now radiating off you made him even more attracted to you, wanting nothing more than to destroy your innocent nature.
“No boyfriend. I should really get going. Thank you for the flowers, and the balloon. They’re lovely,” you smiled before you spun back around.
As you reached the door of your apartment complex, you looked behind your shoulder and noticed the clown was now gone. It saddened you a little, he was weird although he was very sweet. You couldn’t remember the last time you received flowers from anyone.
Heading upstairs, you unlocked your door and stepped inside. You set your keys down then removed your shoes, quickly doing so. Afterwards, you stepped into your kitchen to place the flowers in the only vase that you owned and filled it with water.
You carried the glass vase towards the table and set it down in the middle, and smiled at them. After a moment, you turned back around and walked into your bedroom. Turning the light on, you unbuttoned your jeans then laid down on your bed, closing your eyes as you did so.
Pennywise watched you from your closet, running his tongue over his lips. He wanted you, and he needed to have you. He never had a desire so strong for somebody before, and he was going to act upon it. Appearing in your doorway, he stepped into your bedroom and you suddenly heard the bells jingling again.
Opening your eyes, they grew wide as you saw the clown standing right in front of you.
“H-how the fuck did you get in here?!” you nearly screamed, moving up on your bed, trying to get further away from the clown.
“You left the door unlocked, my pretty girl,” he purred, reaching over to grab your thighs.
You cried out as he pulled you closer towards him, making you wrap your legs around his waist.
“You’re going to love me, just like I love you. I’ve been following you around all day, darling. No one else is to ever touch you again,” he said darkly, his eyes suddenly glowing yellow as he gazed down at you. “Do you understand me?”
You felt your eyes water, wanting to push the man away, but it was as if he was manipulating your mind somehow. Nodding your head, you looked up at him and swallowed, reaching out to place your hands on his chest.
“Good girl. I will keep my eyes on you at all times, and I will always see what you’re doing. I will always be around with you, even if you can’t see me. For now, I need to leave. I will come back,” he paused, leaning down as he closed his eyes, pressing your lips together.
You thought about fighting against him, but you could tell how strong the man was. Instead, you pressed your lips to his and held onto his shoulders.
When you opened your eyes, the clown was no longer there. You were confused to say the least, and also scared out of your mind. But part of you was excited to see the clown again, and you knew the time would come soon.