Mayhaps...Pennywise soulmate AU?
You had resigned yourself to being alone. Ever since you were little, you felt different, alone. Off. Everyone felt a connection to their soulmate, wherever in the world they may be, but not you.
You grew up watching people pining for their soulmates, your peers slowly finding the one they were connected to. But not you. You thought maybe you were broken, or maybe your soulmate died, or maybe you just weren’t meant to have one. You couldn’t help but feel like you weren’t good enough.
Due to your lack of lack of finding a soulmate, you were a bit closed off. Poured yourself into your studies, your work. You knew some people found their soulmates later in life, but the world felt so bleak to you, like you were in a sleep you couldn’t wake from.
It continued like this for a while, until one day... something. It was sudden, harsh and hungry. This blanket of heaviness that hung over you fell away and you found yourself a little less depressed, a little more hopeful. Something drew you to pack what few things you had and just drive. No destination, no plan. And wouldn’t you know, you just happened to land yourself in the quaint old town of Derry.
You easily found yourself a job very easily... almost too easily. The people here seemed intimidated by you, easily swayed, and you didn’t have to live out of your vehicle for long. Moving into your own apartment solidified for you that perhaps you could survive here. It wasn’t particularly exciting, but things were easy.
No sooner than you had moved into your apartment did strange happenings begin around you. People were disappearing, usually children, but not always. You felt alarmed— or at least, you knew that’s how you should have felt. That’s how you would have felt before. But now, for some reason you can’t understand, it just feels normal. It disgusts you, but you can’t push it away.
After you’re all settled in, you find yourself visiting the sewers often. You don’t know why, you think maybe you’re just a tad fucked up, but there’s a comforting presence about them. You think maybe you might be crazy, but you find yourself caring less and less the more you visit.
He finally visits you in the night. You sleep peacefully, more so than you ever did in your hometown or otherwise before making the move to Derry. He just stands above you and watches as the horrible realization finally, truly sets in.
He had known the moment you entered Derry. He didn’t know who, or where, but he knew that his soulmate was near. He never expected to have one— he assumed it was a human thing, though he always felt a piece of him was missing. It all just made sense.
The next morning, you feel incredible, hopeful, motivated... but also a deep ache, a longing. It’s your day off and you decide to clean yourself and your home before settling in for a cup of tea. It’s not long after that, that he appears.
You’re not startled by his sudden intrusion, or his appearance, or his size. You knew it was wrong, in any other scenario you’d be terrified, confused. But not now. You were calm, as if you were greeting an old friend.
Your eyes meet and the edges of your vision burst into color, flooding the whole room. Tears spring to your eyes and he just watches you, so intrigued by your mannerisms. Any other human would have made for the briefest amusement, a quick snack. But not you. A warm feeling crawled through his chest and he lowered himself to you, cautious, he didn’t want to scare you. A first.
“You’re mine?” It comes as a question, his voice uncharacteristically wavering. You nod, the feeling is too strong to be anything else. This is your soulmate, standing in front of you, right now. Something you thought would never come to you. You move forward without and second though and wrap your arms around him, and he is quick to reciprocate. Tears of his own begin to flow, another first, and the pair of you just hold each other, sobbing for what feels like hours.
When you both finally calmed enough to speak with each other, you are thoroughly intrigued. He’s brutally honest with you about what and who he is, what he does, what he’s done. You know it’s bad, it’s repulsive, but those thoughts fall away almost as soon as they enter your head. You feel like his way is the right way, you’ve been living your whole life in a blur, and now it all makes sense.
Pennywise provides you everything you could ever hope for; love, affection, protection, safety. Money stops becoming an issue. You find that the job you held is no longer important, and you have plenty of time for hobbies and passion projects you never thought you would be able to pursue.
All the while, he is at your side, or at your back, watching from the shadows. He supports you no matter what you decide to do— the only exception is leaving him. He’ll leave Derry with you, if he must, but he heavily prefers not to so typically you don’t leave town. Besides, this place is home to you.
You feel his hunger, and you slumber when he does. Ever since you found each other, you no longer age. Time seems meaningless to you, as did the connections you had before. It’s blissful and simple and though you still don’t particularly care for the nature of your soulmate, you are mostly unbothered. It makes perfect sense to you now.
You two are, by far, the most different, polar-opposite soulmates— but you’re also the most passionate, no contest. You compliment him perfectly, as does he to you. And he adores you.
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