#currywise

[neg4tivecre3p]

here, take this old man tatas you might need them

#pennywise #pennywise the dancing clown #itmovie #it 1990 #papawise #currywise

[marsinthecorner]

Happy Birthday to Tim Curry! Been working on this all day, and I'm so glad I finished it on time! Oh Tim, you really did contribute to my love of villains, monsters, and clowns!🤡😈😘

#my art #my artwork #traditional art #traditional drawing #fan art #pennywise #pennywise 1990 #it #it 1990 #stephen king #tim curry #currywise #papawise #it stephen king #it miniseries #horror #clown #scary clown #clowncore #circuscore #horrorcore #carnivalcore #90s horror #monster #monster clown #happy birthday tim curry

[neojojobot]

currywise is always so drawable for mini sketches. his design is just so much fun!!

#jojobot art #pennywise #pennywise the dancing clown #pennywise 1990 #it 1990 #currywise #papawise #tim curry #tim curry's pennywise #it miniseries #horror #stephen king #horror fanart

[eldritch-rat]

Quick sketch before bed

#90's pennywise #pennywise #it #it 1990 #currywise #papawise #clowns #monsters #teeth #I kinda like this look on him #might revisit it #my art

[clawtitties]

‘’Liar liar’’ chapter 1 (Currywise x Reader SFW)

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TRIGGER WARNINGS APPLY TO THIS WORK : ABUSE / EMOTIONAL MANIPULATION, THE ROMANTICIZATION OF SUCH THINGS IS NOT THE INTENT OF THIS WORK WHAT SO EVER. PLEASE STAY SAFE.

Note from Noa :

Hey so this is my very first time uploading something to tumblr/online in general aside from when I was like 13 and uploaded a supernatural fanfic to wattpad- Also I’m very new to writing in general I’ve just been a really avid reader on here. SO this is my first like multiple chapter project be gentle with me. Okay bye now don’t roast me please oh god oh no-

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word count :1070 yowza

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The only thing you could feel, and simultaneously the only thing you seemed to recall, was the ache of your feet crashing against the ground with each step. You couldn’t remember a single thing about last night, today, or any night at all. All you could focus on was desperately gasping for air and maneuvering through the trees. The thin and winding path you were on had ended a long while ago. You couldn’t even tell if that was a good thing or not. At least now the thing chasing you wouldn’t have a direct trail to follow in it’s depraved attempts to console you. You didn’t even know who, or what, it was but here it was trying to hush you like you were it’s offspring.

 It was roaring now.

 ‘’Come on baby!’’ it started in a tone that sounded so near to desperation you almost turned around to look at the wretched thing. ‘’Papa don’t like playin’ these games!’’ it called after you, this time sounding like a pained shriek. Tears started to stream down your face. You didn’t know what anything was anymore, it was an all-consuming feeling of confusion and dread. You almost felt like your stomach was doubling over on itself, that your intestines were twisting and turning with every frantic step. Everything you knew before was gone, it felt like you had just been born and instantly shoved into this situation by the cruel hand of fate.

 You winced in pain, still keeping up the running pace although your knees were starting to give out beneath you. You hadn’t really been used to running before this day but you kept going like your life depended on it. The freak effortlessly keeping up with your pace didn’t seem to have any physical limit at all. It was barely breathing, everything about its mannerisms just hammered the gravity of the situation into your mind more and more.

 Your feeble body slamming against something woke you up from your thoughts.

 ‘’There’s a good girl’’ the same voice- although now much more calm and less breathy- echoed through your head. It sounded like pure defeat, your life was now over before it even started for the second time. Pure,  still somehow loving defeat. It held you in it’s arms, gently rocking you back and forth. ‘’No’’ was all you could say, repeating it over and over as a stream of tears inched down your face. The grimace you wrenched your face into out of sheer frustration was starting to ache. You couldn’t even tell what hurt and what didn’t, it was all just turning into one big mess.

 All you could do was punch the wicked thing’s chest, fully defeated.

 ‘’Shhh, baby. Papa’s gotcha’’ its words swam through your mind but you still couldn’t recall anything.

 You could feel its chin rest against your head. It seemed to radiate unbearable heat, not burning you but still making your skin crawl. The heat almost reached into your skull and through your brain like a snake hypnotizing its prey. Its claws sank into your skin in an effort to console you as it spoke; ‘’Now, care to do some explainin’ doll?’’

 ‘’I-I... I don’t have a clue as to what you mean’’ you stammered out.

 The thing snorted. ‘’You did just spend a good 20 minutes of my time, runnin’ through the woods’’ he spat out with very slight amusement left in his voice. Your whole body shook in disbelief. ‘’I... I have no idea who- or what- you are’’ you whispered so quietly that even a predator’s ears would barely hear you. ‘’Did I hear ya right, sugar? You’re claiming that you don’t know who I am...’’ he began to speak while lighting a cigar he had swiftly yanked from the depths of his frilly sleeve. He took a drawn out breath and spoke again; ‘’... although I’ve been railing ya pretty frequently for the past month or so’’

 You started to tremble again, your body was very obviously starting to shut down. Your face was painted in sheer disbelief. ‘’Ya wouldn’t be playing some kinda joke on me would ya, honey?’’ the loving tone in its voice tried to pull through as the clown attempted to understand what in the world was happening to you.

 You shook your head.

‘’It’s just- I’m- I can’t- I woke up this morning next to you’’ you whispered, desperately hoping that the thing would understand even a little bit. Even the slightest understanding from it- him- would drastically improve your situation. Another wicked snort from him echoed in your ears. ‘’Here’s the thing, sweetums’’ he began peacefully, giving you the slightest bit of hope that he’d understand.

 ‘’I don’t believe you, not one bit’’ he laughed, almost sounding like a snarl as a crooked pity smile crept on his lips. ‘’Boo-hoo-hoo, okay miss I don’t want to play with that old clown anymore!’’ he spat and quickly vanished into thin air, his voice still echoing around you. ‘’Have it your way princess’’ his increasingly fading voice growled.

 ‘’Enjoy yourself!’’ were the last words you heard from him. If there’s one thing you knew it was that you should have according to all logic felt more comfortable now that he was gone. According to everything you should be feeling better, at least a little. That couldn’t have been any less true. You were sat there in the middle of a forest you barely knew, feeling vulnerable and knowing absolutely nothing about who you were.

 You couldn’t handle it anymore, not like this.

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Another note from Noa :

If anyone wants to be tagged when I get new chapters out let me know? I know it’s bad and the pennywise community is struggling to stay alive so I doubt but. 

#pennywise x reader #papawise #currywise #papawise x reader #daddywise #pennywise x you #IT 1990 #DONT MURDER ME PLEASE IM SO SCARED TO POST THIS

[daddy-wise]

Reblog if you think the girl on the left is just as beautiful as the girl on the right

#Papawise #currywise #pennywise #pennywise the dancing clown #it #it 1990 #it mini series #it miniseries #tim curry #Stephen #spiderwise

[tyrannic-prince]

Coworker: Is that It on your phone? Keep that away from me, I'm scared of clowns.

Me, a clownfucker:

#Pennywise #pennywise the dancing clown #Pennywise 2017 #Pennywise 1990 #Papawise #Currywise #bill skarsgård pennywise #stephen king's it #it 1990 #it 1990 tv miniseries #it 2017 #It Chapter Two #It Chapter One #Tim Curry Pennywise #Clownfuckers #Clucker #Clownfuckery #Daddywise

[offbeat-the-clownlord]

pennywise doodles

#pennywise #IT 2016 #IT 1990 #currywise #my art

[mossiparks]

09/18/19
Did some penny sketches to take a break

#it #pennywise #currywise #sketches #pennywise the dancing clown #Mikey don’t fall for the balloon!! #the folds and layers of the neck color are a pain

[alienrat-art]

Spooky old clown

#pennywise #90's pennywise #tim curry #currywise #it 1990 #it #clowns #horror #coulrophobia #sketches #alien rat doodles #digital art

[kvnnvdys]

🎈 Stephen King's IT / 90s Losers Club mood boards 🎈

• Bill Denbrough (The Stuttering Boy)

“Swear to me... Swear to me that if IT isn't dead, we'll all come back...”

• Beverly Marsh (The Girl With Braids)

“My heart burns there too...”

• Ben Hanscom (The Poet)

“I hate it to be here... I hate it...”

• Richie Tozier (Trashmouth)

“One out of ten. You're worse than I am, kiddo. At this rate, we might as well let that damn clown take us one by one.”

• Eddie Kaspbrak (The One With Asthma)

“Don't do that, I hate it when you do that, and don't call me Eddie Spaghetti!”

• Stan Uris (The Man)

“I just want it to forget about it..."

• Mike Hanlon (The Farm Boy)

“The biggest mystery is how two hundred and fifty-three settlers just vanished without a trace.”

#it 1990 #stephen king's it #it miniseries #1990 miniseries #it #thriller #90s #it 2017 #it movie #horror movies #stephen king #it book #the losers club #90s losers club #pennywise #it cast #tim curry #currywise #jonathan brandis #emily perkins #brandon crane #seth green #adam faraizl #ben heller #marlon taylor #itedit #it moodboards #losers club moodboard #aesthetic #mine

[neg4tivecre3p]

I can totally be trusted around him.

#pennywise #pennywise the dancing clown #itmovie #it 1990 #tim curry #currywise

[marsinthecorner]

I'm in the mood for horror and spooky shit! So have some Papawise!😏🤡😜💦

Uncensored:

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Artfol app - marsinthecorner

#my art #my artwork #traditional art #traditional drawing #watercolor #fan art #watercolor painting #traditional painting #nsft #ns//fvv #ns//fw #it #it miniseries #it 1990 #pennywise #papawise #currywise #monster #monster lover #clown #scary clown #horror

[neojojobot]

I reimagined Tim Curry’s cemetery scene but with 2017 Pennywise. I used a cosplay picture from scary_alexsav_clown [via Instagram] for the arms resting and the rest are just Frankenstein chunks of other official pictures.

#jojobot edit #pennywise #Pennywise the dancing clown #it 2017 #it chapter 2 #it chapter two #it miniseries #currywise #tim curry #pennywise edit

[saiyanthewise]

Currywise digital painting practice

#currywise #tim curry #pennywise #pennywise the dancing clown #it 1986 #it pennywise

[clawtitties]

‘’Liar liar’’ chapter 4 / END(?) (Currywise x reader)

TRIGGER WARNINGS APPLY TO THIS WORK : ABUSE / EMOTIONAL MANIPULATION, THE ROMANTICIZATION OF SUCH THINGS IS NOT THE INTENT OF THIS WORK WHAT SO EVER. PLEASE STAY SAFE. 

(THIS SPECIFIC CHAPTER ALSO HAS IMPLIED DEATH / VIOLENCE)

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Note from Noa :  WELL this is presumably the last chapter! I really just wanted to bring this one to an end so I can pick up something else. The ending was really difficult for me to figure out so if it’s really bad I’m sorry- If anyone at all wants to see like an aftermath or something like that let me know (I doubt it but hey) 

this ones also quite a bit shorter because I didn’t want to slap a bunch of filler rambling in there- also like I said I wanted it to be done and over with lmao

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‘’I know what you did’’ you whispered, your voice shaking along with your entire body. He looked at you with fake puzzlement. You had figured out exactly where you needed to be for this moment, and he had followed your plan almost to a tee.

 ‘’Whatcha mean?’’ he said, smiling. The sickly sweet mannerisms almost made you gag. This needed to end one way or another. You didn’t respond. Instead you slowly inched your hand across the kitchen counter you were leaning on. Truth be told you didn’t know what he did, not exactly at least. You had a gut feeling that he did do something to you, something about a monstrous clown creature acting loving and sweet towards what was at it’s very root it’s prey. That was exactly what you were, it’s prey, it was trying to lure you closer to him where you’d be the most vulnerable. ‘’Come on sugar, tell Papa what’s bothering you’’ his voice sounded almost like a snarl, like the sweet exterior was breaking. The bastard inched closer to you.

 ‘’You know what you did to me’’ you said, trying to sound as confident as possible. Inside you were absolutely terrified, he could do anything to you. He could tear out your throat in the blink of an eye, leaving you to bleed out on the floor. You considered for a moment whether death would be a viable option after all, there was no guarantee that killing him would bring back your memory. In fact there was no guarantee that you even had memories. Pennywise could have easily just brought you into this world to torture for his own amusement. Still, you had to hold on to the little hope you had.

 He said nothing. You were visibly shaking now, it was both out of frustration and fear. It was quickly becoming more and more apparent that you might not make it out of this alive. The clown’s eyes were quickly turning a bright amber, along with the anxiety and wrath building up inside you. You couldn’t take his bullshit anymore.

  ‘’You know what? Just fucking kill me!’’ you were screaming now, tears streaming down your face. ‘’Just fucking do it! Kill me, fucker!’’

 He stayed silent, tilting his head out of what you assumed to be confusion. He couldn’t sense your fear anymore, you took his power away from him. You wanted all this to end, one way or another. This was something he had never seen before, a human who wasn’t afraid to die. You wouldn’t be subdued anymore.

 You were staring at each other straight in the eyes. Tears still streaming down your cheeks, your face was wrenched into a pained expression. You were hanging on to whatever slither of hope you had left to stay as confident as possible. Dying was your last worry, the creature could easily just decide to keep things as they were. You’d be stuck forever if you made even the slightest wrong move.

 Within the blink of an eye he was leaning up against the very counter you were backed up against. He rested his chin on his gloved hand and scrunched up his brow in a comically exaggerated thinking motion. He let out a drawn out sigh and then finally spoke. ‘’No’’ was the only thing escaping his painted lips. Your vision started to blur a bit. What the fuck, surely he’d take enjoyment in snapping you in half? Thoughts were racing through your head. The facade of confidence you were holding up was cracking, and it was cracking quick.

 You weren’t facing him, but his glowing amber eyes were quite frankly digging into your spine. You carefully considered your words but the decision you made will never feel considered at all. You stayed with your back facing him, he wasn’t necessarily the last thing you wanted to see.

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Another note from Noa :

Thank you to anyone who read this shit! I doubt it’s any good, but I definitely did at least decent for this being my very first longer writing project! I’ve written before for school and one whole supernatural oneshot, so I consider this to be my first writing baby! :^)

#daddywise #pennywise #pennywise x you #pennywise x reader #papawise #currywise #it 1990 #pennywise fanfiction