@scvereignreigned asked: “Go fuck yourself.” (for Pennywise from Beverly)
Hands curled, clutched against it’s chest as an intense frown formed. Pennywise all but shrunk in on himself – alluding a delusion of a small and terrified of what was to come. “Oh—” it’s voice was small, lower lip trembling.
That’s all it was, though. A façade.
Anger pulsed at it’s core as suddenly he sprung forward towards the human. This wasn’t right – where was the fear that he so desperately craved. Needed. It’s form shifted, claws shredding through white gloves as teeth became sharp and gagged. Yellow eyes glowed briefly, a reflection of the dead lights he was crafted of. It stopped just short of her, hand grasping for her throat.
“That isn’t very nice of you, Bevvy.”














