#bevywise

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Penelope hugging her pop-pop She very short next to Pennywise

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Oh my, they’re adorable!

Now I kinda want to write a smol scene of the clown fam, aahhh, when will my work schedule ease up!?

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I was bored, so I did it

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Hide and Seek (epilogue)

Just because things didn’t go according to plan, it doesn’t mean they went bad.

The Deadlights were a naturally occurring phenomenon that existed with the Prim, perhaps before. Gan had noted that where ever there was life, a patch of Deadlights loomed, and when the Deadlights passed, new life formed. Creation, followed by consumption, followed by new creation, and more consumption, in an endless cycle. The balance kept everything in order.

So when He spun physical universe together, Gan created two entities to embody these powers. The Turtle, infused with His life giving powers of creation, and another creature, fashioned from a large patch of Deadlights to consume the old and make way for the new. At the time Gan had thought them perfect, but as time went on, He realized He had made a mistake with the creature of Consumption. 

It was a wild, directionless thing that understood only It’s own hunger, not It’s purpose, so It consumed blindly, spreading fear among the cosmos and taking joy in doing so. The fear made It hated, It’s lack of understanding led to none understanding It. And as It failed to connect with any other form of life, unable to relate to anyone, or express Itself to,  Gan realized He had created the loneliest creature in all reality.

Such a pity.

Lives were lost to It’s appetite, as Gan had planned, but the creature abandoned It’s duties to follow It’s indulgences. Reality filled up with no Consumer to devour the dead and dying worlds. It needed to come back, but It would not listen. Not to Him, nor to It’s brother. It was lonely, and angry, It blamed them for It’s isolation.

Gan had an idea. It would not listen to them because It could not relate to them, so surely if there came a creature It could relate to, then surely It would listen to them. So Gan set forth a plan, to mold a new monster from a fresh patch of Deadlights, and sent them down to Earth to meet with the Consumer. The creature was primarily using the form of a human Male, either going by the name Robert Gray, or dressing Itself as a clown by the name Pennywise. The new creature decided it was best to approach in the form of a female to attract It’s attention.

This was where the plan went wrong. When ‘she’ arrived on Earth, Pennywise had fallen asleep and she had to wait for It to reawaken before they could meet. While It slept, she had encountered another. A mortal man, whom she found attractive, and perhaps even loved for a time. She married him, loved him, and bore him a daughter. But the child of a mortal and a Deadlights creature would never last. She gave up her Deadlights to allow the child to live. Her own body lasted only a few years without them before she died from what would be called cancer..

The Deadlights would remain dormant within the child, Beverly, until she reached maturity.

A half human, half Deadlight creature was surely an abomination. A full Deadlights creature such as her mother could control her life stealing abilities, but humans had less mental control, any partner she took would succumb to the Deadlights, She would have to die. So Gan had arranged for Pennywise to find her when It awoke. It would kill her, and reclaim her Deadlights into a creature that could control them...

But yet...

Pennywise was drawn to Beverly, and Beverly to Pennywise. The Consumer cared not that she was half human, It recognized the Deadlights within her and took her as a mate. The pair moved between worlds now, Beverly’s human half could not sustain herself on the cosmos as Pennywise could, so she traveled universes experiencing all they had to offer before her mate came and consumed them.

The Deadlights within her would keep Beverly alive. Perhaps eternally, perhaps not. But it would be a very long time before that became an issue worth investigating. Gan was relieved in the knowledge that, for now, the they were happy in each other’s company. In teaching Beverly about herself, Pennywise was learning much more about Itself as well, and had since become a bit more agreeable.

They were not in anyway prepared to discuss the possibility of  further breeding, making more of their own kind. Pennywise had many times attempted to create offspring asexually, that had been met with failure. Gan had forbidden It to have children. But with It’s mate now, perhaps in time, Gan could allow such a thing. Only Pennywise displayed to ability to eat worlds. Offspring would likely take after their mother...

Oh...

No sense in thinking of such things now. After all, somethings never go as planned, and that was not always such a bad thing...

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Hide and Seek part 3

Part 1

Part 2

The creature awoke with It’s usual hunger. A storm started to brew as It crawled out of the darkness, looking for food. Derry could change a lot in the years It slept below the town, but Pennywise was often more surprised by how it didn’t. The hungry monster followed familiar streets, sniffing out prey and coming across an interesting scene.

It was a birthday party, with at least 30 kids, a big bouncy castle and several party clowns mixed in with a bunch of parent chaperones. One more clown was hardly worth not and Pennywise went in to investigate. With so many children running around, even this many adults couldn’t possibly keep an eye on all of them. Breakfast was served.

That is, until It saw Beverly.

The woman a different last name, but human females changed their names once they met and married a mate, didn’t they? The creature never understood the concept of marriage, many beings even on this small world mated for life, what was so special about a wedding? There was just some stupid, easily destroyed piece of paper that claimed two people were one, or some shit like that. From It’s understanding, humans were not even always faithful either, so what was the point?

Still, the knowledge that Beverly had married made the clown feel angry. What was her last name now, Denbrough or Hanscom? Both boys had serious feelings for her as children, surely one of them must have grown to be her husband...No, neither. Her last name was Williams. Odd. It didn’t remember Beverly ever hanging out with anyone by the name Williams.

For the moment, Pennywise ignored the rumble of It’s stomach to get closer to Beverly. It should be angry, she had, in the end, turned on It and helped her friends beat It. Yet, the creature felt something stir within it as the sight of her, a different kind of hunger that compelled It to take her and finish what they had started 27 years ago.

And steal her away from fucking Williams.

The woman caught It staring at her, and her eyes furrowed in confusion, but human minds were so simple, especially the ones here in Derry, It didn’t take long to trick her into believing it was her idea to abandon the party and sneak up to the house with the clown. 

The further away from the distracting scent of the children, the more Pennywise was starting to notice something didn’t feel right. The pair slipped inside and Beverly led It to a bedroom where she began to undress herself. The clown started to follow suit, climbing onto the bed with her and under the covers where It began to touch and kiss her.

And where It realized It’s mistake.

She didn’t smell right. That sweet scent that had drawn It to Beverly was nowhere on this woman. Nor the personal scents It had been associating with her all Summer, and even the scent of Derry seemed new on her. This woman was not the right one, her name was never Beverly Marsh. She used to be Beverly Lewis, from Haven, not Derry. She and her husband had moved here three years ago. 

The monster started to growl, this was It’s own mistake, mixing her up with the wrong Beverly, but It still felt like It had been tricked. Seduced away from It’s Beverly by a false one as It had intended to seduce her from whoever the fuck Williams was. As It’s anger flared, the spell Beverly was under broke, and she realized what she was about to do. But as she tried to call off the affair, claiming she loved her husband, she noticed that her bedding companion was not what she believed It was.

Blood stained the mattress as Pennywise tore her throat out, she gasped and gurgled out a cry as she choked on her own blood. The monster started feeding on her while she still lived, not bothering to put her in the Deadlights, there was no place in them for a false Beverly, after all. Not ideal, but breakfast was breakfast.

The creature prevented anyone outside from realizing the false Beverly was missing while It ate, tearing off her head to scoop out her brain and pondered just why It had gotten so excited about the idea of meeting Beverly again. As before, It knew that no other prey had gotten such a response from It. Why did It want to fuck Beverly more than It wanted to eat her?

It couldn’t figure out any explanation, their encounter had been so brief, too, that It did not trust It’s own memory to even guess. It needed to find her again. It need to fuck her, and get rid of these insipid desires. The ‘why’ could be answered once It was satisfied.

With more meat than It could possibly devour in a single meal, Pennywise brought the false Beverly back to It’s lair to finish later, leaving an empty bed with a large bloodstain as the only clue about what had become of her. The monster had no care to dispose of evidence, it wasn’t like Pennywise could ever be caught. 

Now It could begin It’s hunt, the hunt for Beverly Marsh, and the truth to why It was was so enchanted by her. 

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Haunted Doll AU

As a girl, Beverly had the most horrible nightmares and visions of monsters in the night. Desperate to help, her mother took her to an old antique shop and told her to pick out a doll, claiming there was magic in old things. To tell the truth, Beverly only picked the clown because her father said it was creepy. An assistant at the store warned that the doll had been returned to them on multiple occasions. 

Children claimed it was evil.

She carried the doll around all day, the shop owner said his name was Pennywise, a little creeped out herself by him, but mommy said to be nice to the doll, so she took him out to play in the yard, shared a tea party with him, and at night, instead of putting Pennywise on the shelf with her other dolls, Beverly tucked him into bed with her, kissed him good night and told him she loved him.

That night, she heard a sound in her room, frightened that her nightmares were coming for her she reached for Pennywise to protect her, but the doll was gone. The noises came again. A light tussling, the scrape of claws on the floor and a low growl. Her regular monster.  Beverly pulled up her sheets, using them as a shield had worked many nights before, but she always feared this would be the last.

Then, a new sound, the thump of running feet, a jingle of bells. A shout, a snarl. Beverly started to cry under her sheet, a gross coppery scent filled her nose. Then...Silence. For several long minutes it was absolutely quiet. And then soft footsteps, the bells, and a weight on the bed. Too terrified to even scream, Beverly could only whimper as something pulled down her blankets.

The dim light from the moon outside reflected brightly against a man’s pale skin. She stared in awe for a moment and still could not move when the figure leaned forward and kissed her forehead. “I love you” He said with a bloodstained mouth, repeating her earlier words and tucked her in. 

It was impossible, but Beverly recognized the figure. It was her doll. Pennywise, a lifesize man- larger than life! He was bigger than her dad! She started to ask a question, but Pennywise raised a finger to her lips, “Go to sleep. I’ll take care of the monsters”

Suddenly, Beverly couldn’t keep her eyes open, like his words were some kind of sleeping spell. The next morning, the doll was on the floor, poised to peer under her bed like he was keeping something under there. No monsters ever bothered her again. 

She slept with Pennywise in her bed for far longer than what her father claimed was acceptable, and even when she stopped tucking him under her arm every night, she always kept him close. On the toughest nights, like after her mother died, Beverly brought Pennywise down from the shelf to hold until she fell asleep. 

She knew...Even from the earliest days, that the worst monster was her own father. And as Beverly grew into a woman, Pennywise would be there to fend him off. In time she grew to understand, while her father was the worst, Pennywise was the most dangerous monster of all, and with a little kindness and love, she had earned his eternal loyalty...

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I found a fluff generator these were my top three favorite results.

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The VERY first Beverly Marsh x Pennywise video feat. Freddy Krueger x Nancy Thompson, which means double the sin, twice the guilty pleasure!

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