Memories Pennywise x Reader
Prompt: A Pennywise imagine where he saves you from Henry Bowers and after he does you think he’s going to eat you but he tells you he won’t because he’s been protecting you ever since you were little. Basically he explains it to her like a story and at the end the reader trusts him and he tells her that he will always have her back and protect her. Please just make it fluffy and cute thank you!
Warning: Bullying, death, and Henry Bower’s potty mouth
Note: Got nothing. Enjoy! XD!
You were once again running for you life as Bower’s and his gang chased after you. They constantly did this at a daily basis, chasing you like predator to prey.
“Run little bunny! Run!” Henry chanted.
They called you a bunny or a rabbit because you were just as fast as one and just as vulnerable as one. You were gasping for breath as you ran cursing high school for making you have to carry around so many binders and textbooks.
You eventually stepped wrong and cried out in pain feeling something snap inside your ankle as you tumbled. You whimpered from both fear and pain in the dirt as they surrounded you like a pack of hungry wolves.
“Get up little bunny.” Henry said nudging you roughly with his foot.
They laughed and chuckled as you didn’t move and only made weak noises.
“Get up little bunny. We ain’t done with you yet.” The main bully spat.
When you made no attempt to move Patrick grabbed you by your backpack and yanked you up. You had to lean on your other leg since your ankle where you felt the pain from was a bruised color.
Henry grabbed your chin squeezing your cheeks together as he seemed to examine you like a farmer to livestock. He moved his hand to your mouth and you bit down as hard as you could on the webbing between his thumb and pointer finger.
Henry cried out in pain and had to land 3 blows to your head before finally getting you to let go. He cursed nursing his hand for a few seconds before turning back towards you and punching you right in the face.
You fell to the ground and they all laughed at you.
“Stop laughing me!” You finally spoke, able to push yourself up but you had to lean on your arm.
“Oh so the bunny speaks after all. What was that you said lil’ bunny?” Henry asked getting in your face.
“I said go fuck yourself you mullet headed fucktard.”
He growled and pushed you onto the ground squeezing your throat tightly. You choked and grabbed onto his muscular arms digging your nails into them which only resulted in him squeezing tighter.
“Henry don’t kill her!” Belch warned.
“Shut up!” Henry shouted before turning back toward you.
“You listen to me now punk. If you were think of calling me that nickname again I swear to god-”
“Uh…Henry…” Patrick said.
The boy looked up and saw a clown was heading their way with a bunch of red balloons in his hand. Henry et go of you just as you were turning blue resulting in you coughing and gasping for air desperately as he stood up.
“What do you want clown?” Henry spat.
“Care for a balloon?” The clown asked gesturing towards his handful of red balloons.
“Go fuck yourself creep.”
The clowns smile turned into a frown and you watched petrified as his eyes turned gold and he started laughing insanely. Henry took a couple steps back as the clown continued to laugh until his eyes fell out and he seemed to be morphing into something.
A wolfs muzzle grew out of his mouth as his clothes and skin ripped apart till all there was left was a werewolf. You wanted to scream but your throat was closed too tightly and your lung lacked the oxygen needed.
You were instead hyperventilating heavily unable to move. When he barked at them Bower’s and his gang scrambled away screaming like girls and tripping on the ground. The werewolf growled and you shuddered tears of absolute fear prickling at your wide eyes.
The once-clown stepped towards you and you scrambled to get up desperate to run. You only got so far before a hand—surprisingly not furry grabbed your wrist. You turned around to see it was the clown again but his eyes were a soft blue.
Still you were terrified from his earlier show of transforming into a werewolf and screamed and fought punching, yanking, scratching, pulling on his hand but that clown was inhumanly strong.
“Help me!” You cried out, “Someone help me please!”
Eventually he pulled you so your back was to his chest with his elongated arms around your waist. You shrieked at the top of your lungs and continuously struggled in vain which only made you out of breath.
You shuddered as he pulled his head down to your neck and to nuzzle and sniff the jugular vein there. You sobbed knowing this was probably the end of the line for you; you were going to end up as one of those kids on missing posters.
He was going to kill you and then eat you like the rest of the kids he has kidnapped.
You could imagine your grave right now.
Due to unknown circumstances
You could hear him heavily sniff your neck like he was smelling the fear radiating off your body like a putrid odor.
“Why so scared kiddo?” He asked.
You shuddered at his squeaky voice goosebumps rising across your skin from just his voice alone.
“Don’t be scared kiddo, I’m not going to eat you.” The clown promised.
“I already know your promises are empty. You are going to eat me like the rest of the kids.” You sobbed.
“If I was going to eat you I would’ve done it a long time ago.” He snickered.
“That because you just caught me now.”
“No. Believe it or not kiddo I actually have been watching you well you were still developing in your mother’s body…. Actually, I’ve been watching your entire family’s generation since the 1800’s.”
“I had fallen in love with a human mortal, your very great grandmother. I loved her until the very last day of her existence. That day though, I made a promise to her.”