SUMMARY: After a recurring thought you finally draw the courage to ask the question
CONTENT: Pierrot X Fem!Reader, Monster fucking, Very slight Angst
Note: I'm sorry this took me so long to finish I've had a lot going on and haven't been able to write as much but I hope you guys enjoy!
(Edit: I forgot to mention this is heavily inspired by @stosh-art's design of Pierrot, please go check them out their art is amazing!)
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You've known Pierrot for so long now yet you still haven't seen his face. The thought popped back up again. His hands, his teeth, his eyes, each part of him too strong, too sharp, too aware. He couldn't be human. But if he wasn't human what could he be? Did such things even exist?
“My Lady?”
You turn to face him, finding him standing in the doorway of your balcony. “Pierrot…Can we talk?” He nodded, sitting on the edge of your bed, his eyes never leaving you. “Have I done something wrong, My Lady?” He asked in that soft raspy voice of his. “No, no I just-” You let out a sigh, taking a moment to collect yourself as an anxious silence filled the space of your bedroom. You took a deep breath.
“You aren’t human, are you?” You asked looking up to meet his gaze. His eyes were wide, the silence of the room became deafening, the only things to be heard was your own breathing and your heart beating rapidly in your chest. “No, I'm not.” He reached out, hand twitching as it hovered over your arm. “Does that…frighten you?” His voice sounded small despite his size. “Should I be frightened?” In a flash he takes both of your hands in his. “No! No, no, no, never, I’d never hurt you.” His eyes portrayed panic and pure desperation.
You took one hand from his before gently tracing the side of his jaw. “Can I see you? The real you?” He let out a rumbling purr, his eyes fluttering at your gentle touch. “See me?” He swallowed hard. “Do you really want that?” He asked as his free hand brushed a strand of hair from your face. You nod. “Only if you’ll let me.” He stays quiet, pulling you into a tight embrace before burying his face into the space where your neck met your shoulder. You both stayed like that for a long moment before you felt him nod, reluctantly pulling away from you, flicking off the lamp before drawing the shades plunging the room into full darkness.
Your heart pounds in your chest but you ignore it as you pick up on the sound of cloth being discarded.
“Your heart is beating so fast…” His voice sounded slightly deeper. In the dark you could barely see his silhouette but you could make out three horns crowning his head as he slowly approached. “I'm here My Lady.” His voice was low with…apprehension? Fear? He sat on the edge of the bed reaching out to take your hand. His hand was rough and his nails were sharp. “A-are you sure you want this?”
“Yes.” You gently ran your thumbs over his knuckles as your free hand hovered over the light switch. “Are you ready?” He made a soft hum of agreement before putting his hand over yours and flicking on the lamp, you let out a soft gasp as you took in his form, his pale muscular form was spotted with dark markings and scars, his shoulders decorated with fur and soft quills, and his face had dark markings covering his forehead and down his nose, his golden eyes were wide watching your reactions intensely.
“You're beautiful.”
You barely got the words out before he pulls you into a tight embrace kissing you like it would be his last. You can feel his tears dampen your cheeks. “My love, My Lady, your kindness never fails to make me want to curl into your chest inside your rib cage as close to your heart as possible.” His voice thick with adoration on the border of pure worship as he kissed down your jaw and nuzzled into the hollow of your neck, allowing you to caress his horns bringing out a soft groan from him. “Do you really think so? Do you really find me attractive?” He asked, needing to hear it again so he knew he didn't just imagine it.
“Of course I do.” You reassured pulling back some to see his face. “Beautiful Boy.” You kiss his forehead wiping the tears from his face before straddling his lap. “M-My Lady…” He blushed a deep red as his hands twitched over your hips. “Do you want me to show you just how attractive I find you?” You teased as he nodded, panting heavily. You guided his hand down until you slipped his hand underneath your nightgown, pressing his hand to your damp panties. He let out a low growl before gently curling his fingers, being mindful of his sharp nails. “P-Pierrot…” Your back arched with a soft moan. “You're so soft and warm, My Lady.” He increased the pressure causing you to squirm in his lap. “Please, My Lady, I need you, so, so much.” You nodded panting softly.
With your expressed permission he used his nails to gently slice away the fabric of your panties before fumbling with the buttons of his pants freeing his cock pressing it against your entrance. “Are you ready, My Lady?” You answered by rolling your hips drawing out a deep groan from him causing him to grip your waist to restrain himself before slowly lowering you down on his cock. “You feel so good, so warm and tight.” He moaned as he started to thrust. You hugged his neck bringing him into a bruising kiss, his tongue instantly overpowering your own, moving without rhyme or rhythm to taste every inch of your mouth. “My Lady…” He growled his grip tightening on your hips. “Please let me fill you up, let me make you feel good.” His hips bucked against yours in fast sporadic thrusts.
“Pierrot, oh god give it to me.” Your nails rake down his back as he bottoms out, sending you over the edge as he fills you with his hot cum. “My Lady, I love you, I love you so, so, so much.” He pulls you into a tight embrace holding you like that for a long moment before he slowly maneuvers down to lay down with you on his chest, his cock still buried inside you.
“I love you Pretty Boy.” You press a soft kiss to his collarbone.
♡ I think he’d like one of those big packs of hot sauces that goes from the least to the most spicy (He would most definitely try to get you to try them all with him)
♡ Materials to make his puppets
♡ Something very specific, I mean like something he had mentioned wanting or showed interest in, just something that shows you listen to him.
Doctor:
✚ Antique medical tools
✚ Metal vinyls of bands he likes
✚ Plants
Jester:
⟡ Books
⟡ Fancy tea or coffee
⟡ A nice candle (I ran out of ideas)
Ticket Taker:
♠ Cuff links
♠ Dinner, movie, or musical, I think he’d enjoy going out for a bit and out of the chaos of the circus.
SUMMARY: Your sweaters have been going missing, so you address the culprit
CONTENT: Sleep Paralysis Demon X GN!Reader, Fluff
Masterlist
(Note: I referred to them as "Dear")
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Another sweater missing, you hadn't sat it down for more than a second before it disappeared. You've torn apart the hamper, closet, even the washer and dryer but still nothing. At your wits end you turn to your last option, the one person that knew each and every inch of your apartment better than you did. Dear, you had come to call them.
“Dear,” You kneeled down looking underneath the bedframe, meeting their yellow eyes. “Have you seen any of my sweaters?” You asked. They stayed quiet, their face molding into an expression of guilt. “Dear.” You pushed further.
“...You have so many.” Their body twisted, curling into themself. You let out a sigh. “I can get you your own.” They let out a disapproving rumble. “...But they won't smell of you…You go so far during the day…I miss your scent.” Of course they had to pull on your heartstrings.
You sat up thinking for a long moment before kneeling back down. “Okay, you can keep them but I'll need to take one of them every other day, I can't wear the same sweater everyday. Does that sound good to you?” They uncurled a bit, giving you a nod. “Good…Where have you been keeping them?” You questioned.
They crawled out from under the bed, waiting as you made sure the blackout curtains were all drawn before leading you to the bathroom and opening one of the cabinets you never really went in. Inside looked like a nest made of your sweaters and other loose items from around the apartment. They pulled out one of the sweaters and handed it to you. “Thanks, I’ll be back soon alright.” They nodded with a noticeable slump of their shoulders. “Hm…” You slipped off the shirt you were wearing before putting on the sweater. “Here until I get back.” You handed them your shirt, watching as their face molded into a grimace before twisting their body into the cabinet moving around to arrange it with the rest of their stolen treasures.
CONTENT: Harlequin X Fem!Reader, Tentacles, Edging, Teasing, Marking
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He could see you in the dark, though you couldn't see him. Each soft whimper and gentle creek of your bed only served to heighten his arousal as you painstakingly rutted against the pillow between your thighs, he could barely keep himself from holding back when…
“Harl…Harlequin…”
Harlequins restraint snapped and in an instant each of your limbs were entangled by smooth tentacles. “My my, how scandalous calling my name out like that, you weren't expecting me were you~?...Or did you know I was there and was just tired of waiting for my attention Hm~?” He purrs in your ear, your back against his chest. “You don't need to answer your red face and beating heart tell me more than words~” Not like you could exactly answer anyways with a tentacle covering your mouth. “Rather needy aren't we tonight?” He slid one hand to your hip and the other down to gently feel your damp panties. “Do you want me here?” He teases your folds though you sense that he’s genuinely asking permission.
At your nod his tentacles work fast pulling off your t-shirt and ripping off your panties quickly. “All exposed for me…” He whispers resting his chin on your shoulder as his tentacles begin lightly running all over your body, paying extra attention to each endogenous zone until your hips buck. “Look at you squirm…So depraved~” He stops letting you come down from your high without release before two tentacles encircle your breasts and another brushes against your clit drawing out a sharp breath from you. “Did that feel good?” He laughs as he begins torture your clit with rapid attention. “You're going to wake the neighbors…” He teases as he shoves a tentacle in your mouth.
You whimper and moan around his tentacle as you buck your hips moments from the edge when he suddenly stops leaving you to whine as he waits for your high to die out. “I bet she should be ready for me now.” He presses a tentacle to your entrance circling it making you squirm before finally pushing in. “You're so wet, hear how lewd you sound?” He laughs, beginning to thrust in and out starting slow at first before picking up speed. “You’re so tight, do you wanna cum?” You nod moaning and sucking on the tentacle in your mouth. “Too bad.” He pulls out making you whine looking at him with desperate teary eyes.
“Awww dont look at me like that ill let you cum this time.” He repositions you bringing your hips up while shoving your face into the pillows. Your cunt throbs as you unbuckle his belt. “I'll mark you all the way inside as mine~” He hisses, biting your shoulder as he thrust in. He barely gives you time to adjust as he picks up speed, his tentacles joining in this time too, rubbing your clit and nipples or simply stroking any free skin, overwhelming your senses. “You feel so good I'm going to fill you up as you squirt all over my cock!” He bites down harder, drawing blood as he loses himself. “Come on cum for me sweet girl!” You spasm grabbing his tentacles on instinct as your thighs shake from your orgasm. He hisses his tentacles gripping you tightly in place as he pumps rope after rope of his cum deep inside you.
He holds you like that for a long time before pulling out and maneuvering to hold you in a warm embrace. “H-Harlequin?” He places a loose tentacle over your mouth. “Rest now you were very good for me.” He praises uncharacteristically before gently lapping the bite mark on your shoulder closed.
SUMMARY: Ticket Taker couldn't allow you to walk home in the pouring rain
CONTENT: Ticket Taker (Bil) X GN!Reader (AFAB), SFW
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Rain. Of course the one day your ride cancels it rains. Standing under the awning you watch as dark grey clouds show no end to their downpour, mentally chastising yourself for forgetting a jacket before preparing yourself for the trek home.
“My dear surely you're not attempting to walk home in this weather like that?” Turning to your left you see Ticket Taker or Bil as you’ve come to know him by, in his casual attire standing there with a large black umbrella. “Humans are quite fragile, you'll catch your death.” He folded up his umbrella and set it against the wall before sliding off his suit jacket and draping it over your shoulders.
“No no, I'm alright really!” You try to make an excuse to which he simply shakes his head. “I insist my dear, it would be a tragedy to leave such a lovely thing by their lonesome shivering in the rain.” Bil opens his umbrella with a flourish. “Allow me to be your escort home.” He holds his arm out for you. You blushed and took his arm. “You really are a gentleman.” you teased playfully resting your head on his shoulder. “Always for you my dear.”
After walking through a comfortable silence in the park as streetlights began to dimly glow you reached the lobby of your apartment building. Bil folded up his umbrella as he stepped inside. “Did you know opening an umbrella inside is considered bad luck?” he asked. “Like breaking a mirror?” You answer his question with your own. “Yes but a broken mirror gives you seven years of bad luck.” He hummed thoughtfully. “So if I broke one, would you haunt me for the next seven years?” You teased. “Please refrain from doing so either way I can confirm you won't be rid of me for a very long time.” He took your hand in his before placing something in your palm. “Now seems an appropriate time to give you this.” looking down you find a black and white pin in the shape of a teardrop.
You smiled warmly before pinning the pin to the collar of your shirt. “Your jackets a little wet from the rain, maybe…You’ed like to come up for a bit till it drys?” You offered looking away as you blushed.
SUMMARY: A continuation of your wedding night with Pierrot
CONTENT: Pierrot X Fem!Reader, Nsfw
(NOTE: This is the first time I've got the courage to post Nsfw so please be nice)
Part 1
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Pierrot pressed a kiss to the damp lace of your panties, a deep rumbling growl escaping him as he inhaled your scent. “My Lady…Your scent, your very essence is enough to intoxicate me~” He pressed his face further between your thighs growling in a way that vibrated against your clit earning him a soft moan. “My lady, your noises are like sweet music to my ears, from your voice, the heart beating faster and faster in your chest, and the lungs shaking with each breath…I want more…” His teeth gently scrap along the fabric before shredding it away with no difficulty.
He pulled away, staring adoringly. “My Lady, how does every part of you manage to look so beautiful even at its most depraved~” He growls as he gently spreads your cunt with two fingers. “So, so beautiful…” He kisses your clit moaning deeply. “So sweet…” He alternates between gently sucking and kissing your clit.
“Pierrot…” You moan your hips bucking uncontrollably. “Shhhh, my lady I need to prepare you…” He keeps one hand on your hips and the other keeps you spread. “Are you ready?” He mumbles against your clit. You nod, breathing heavy. “I need a ‘yes’ My Lady…” He looks up at you from between your thighs. “Yes, yes please Pierrot.” He keeps his eyes on you, watching your reaction carefully as he gently pressed his tongue into your cunt.
Pierrot moaned deeply as he moved his tongue as if trying to taste all of you. “So good…So, so sweet I can practically feel my teeth rotting…” He growls into your cunt. “Right there Pierrot, right there…” You moan breathlessly gripping his horns as he hits that sweet spot. “As you wish, my Lady.” He groans, relentlessly thrusting and rubbing your sweet spot with his tongue. “Pierrot, I-I cant…” You babble wrapping your legs around his head. “Give it to me My Lady, please, please, please.” He practically begs as he somehow thrust his tongue even faster.
He growls deeply as you cum, lapping at your cunt through your orgasm, making sure not a drop of your essence goes to waste. Finally he pulls away, pressing a kiss to your trembling thighs on the way. “Ha…Ha…Did I do well My Lady?” He panted gently brushing the hair from your face. You nodded, unable to speak as he gently propped you up on the pillows. “Your legs tremble so cutely…” He kisses your collarbone as he unzips the back of your dress, In a matter of minutes your dress was hung on a velvet hanger, and the rest of his clothes tossed aside without care before crawling back in bed with you, gathering you in his arms.
“How beautiful your skin is against silk and roses.” His hand rested on your abdomen for a moment before slipping down and gently prodding your still sensitive cunt. “Please My Lady…May I give you all of me?” He pressed a kiss to your neck. “Yes…” You nodded as he moved between your thighs, holding each one apart. “Please promise to tell me if I overwhelm you, My Lady.” He asked as he lined himself up. “I promise.”
Slowly he pushed the tip in giving you time to adjust. “Ha…Ha…So warm…” He panted as he pushed in more. “You're taking me so well.” He massaged your abdomen as he eased more in until he fit as much of his cock inside you as he could. “So good…So, so good…” He panted practically drooling with his hands trembling on your hips. “Can…Can I start moving My Lady?” You nodded. “So full…” You whimpered softly. “Is it too much, My Lady?” He bent over you to look you in the eyes.
“No, no keep going.” You wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him into a kiss. He growled deeply as his tongue danced against yours, beginning to thrust slowly at first before picking up speed. “Your cunt feels so good, so warm, so tight…Even your body was made for me.” He pistoned his hips against yours awkwardly until he hit that perfect angle. “Oh My Lady, is that where it feels best?” He targets that spot over and over before he sinks his teeth into your shoulder. “Pierrot, I-I can't hold much longer!” Your nails rake down his back. “Yes, yes give me all of you, let me mark you as mine.” He moans into your neck as you spasm legs shaking as he continues thrusting through your orgasm before finally bottoming out inside you. “Mine, mine, mine…inside and out My Love, My Wife all mine.” He slurred as he rested his head on your breasts wrapping his arms around you. “...I love you Pierrot.”
Hey guys my next post might take awhile I'm in the process of moving and I haven't had much time to write but trust I haven't forgotten about the little gay people who live in my computer <3
The wind howled outside as the blizzard raged even more furiously than usual. Even so you let the fur hang loose around your shoulders as sweat dripped from your forehead, your mind clouded and dazed as you lowered yourself pressing your head to the cool metal of the cage floor slipping into unconsciousness.
You woke to the sound of snapping bones, looking over you see Naku hunched over the cauldron. “Go back to sleep…”, he spoke softly, to the point you could barely hear him over the wind outside. Only then did you realize you were no longer in the cage but in his bed instead, a cool rag resting on your forehead.
“Naku…?”, you began, voice hoarse. “Rest.”, he cut you off sharply. You stare up at the ceiling for a moment before closing your eyes trying and failing to fall back asleep. After a long moment of silence you feel something set beside you, opening your eyes once more you find a steaming cup of tea. “It’ll help you sleep…”, his voice taking a more gentle tone as he glanced at you over his shoulder before returning his attention to the cauldron. Taking a sip you find it to be sweet and flowery reminding you of the fleeting springs that graced your village. After you finished the cup your eyes grew heavy as you finally lulled to sleep.
The next time you woke the sun had set and the rich aroma coming from the cauldron made your stomach growl. “It’s good to see you still have an appetite…”, he said, almost sounding genuine though he had a mocking smile on his face as he ladled a good amount of soup into a wooden bowl before sitting beside you holding out a spoonful of the soup. “I-i can do it myself…”, you blushed, thankful for the fever to blame it on. “Now what kind of owner would I be if I didn't care for my pet?~”, he teased, lifting the spoon further from your reach. “Come on now little prey say ah~”, you finally relent allowing him to spoonfeed you. The soup was a rich bone marrow soup that warmed you from within and while embarrassing being like this reminded you of a kinder time back when you were much younger before you were the bringer of calamity, before the arctic demon, before-
“Little prey?”, he looked down at you head tilted curiously as he set aside the empty bowl. “I got lost in thought…sorry.”, you looked away, quickly blinking the blurriness from your eyes. He stared for a long moment before finally stepping away and coming back with a small ceramic jar. “Stay still for a moment…”, he said as he unbuttoned the first few buttons of your tunic exposing your chest. Dipping his fingers in the jar he gently rubs an ointment that smelled of peppermint and eucalyptus on your chest.
“You should rest now, I don’t quite care for sickly prey…Makes the meat taste spoiled.”, he smiled wickedly as he laid down beside the bed. “Won’t you be cold?”, you questioned without thinking straight, brushing off his overstated comments of devouring you. “Little prey you forget I don't get cold but if you're offering to warm me up, I will happily oblige.”, without giving you time to respond he shuffles under the covers with you.” W-what if I get you sick?...”, you questioned softly. “I'm a demon little prey. It takes a lot for me to get sick.” he says with pride as he shuffles closer gathering you in his arms. “...Thank you for taking care of me.”, you mumbled into his chest before looking up at him seeing his shocked expression.
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It was weird…almost eerie seeing the circus quiet after all the visitors had left, though you were thankful for this sliver of time you got each night to be alone while the rest had dinner. Jester had given you some trust but seeing them eat was still off the table. It wasn't that you didn't like their presence but that hour or so you got to yourself was still rather nice.
Walking around the circus had helped you fully familiarize yourself with the place now it just became a way to clear your head. Though tonight was different for some unknown reason, stopping for a moment you smelt something new. Something sweet. It wasn't like the treats sold in the food stalls, no no, it smelt gentle like rain and wildflowers. Slowly you followed it to a dark tent from what you could see it was only storage and-
The entrance of the tent closes plunging you into darkness as arms softly envelop you from behind.
“Take care of them for me…”
A soft feminine voice whispered before pressing a lone kiss right below your ear.
As the wind blows open the tents flap your turn to see…No one.
SUMMARY: Doctor is in need of a test subject for a rather exclusive experiment
CONTENT: Doctor X GN!Reader, A bit more than slightly suggestive
(Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4)
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“Comfortable sweetie?”
Doctor had you sitting in his lap, a clip board sitting waiting on the surgical tray. “What kind of experiment is this?”, you asked, a little embarrassed. “You’ll see sweetie, just relax and let me collect some data.”, he murmured as he scribbled something on the clipboard. “Now then…”, he tapped the side of his mask expectantly.
You smiled softly, unable to help but find the gesture cute as you pressed a kiss to the side of his mask before slowly trailing down the beak of it. You hugged his neck as you pressed even more kisses to the bare skin, hearing his breath hitch and his writing pausing for a moment before picking up more rapid than before. “Be careful Sweetie…You might make my appetite spike.”, Doctor rasped as he finally sat down his pen maneuvering you to straddle his lap pressing you closer to his neck and chest. “Continue I'm in need of more data than this~.”
Slowly you managed to cover his mask and neck in kisses, lingering for a moment on the spots that were clearly more sensitive than the others before resting your head against his chest to catch your breath. You glanced over at what he had been writing. “BPM…Are you monitoring my heartbeat?”, you questioned. “Both of ours…”
“You truly are a good test subject, very obedient.”, he praised running his hands through your hair. “I think someone is deserving of a reward~.” he reached up to lift his mask over his mouth revealing a grin of sharp teeth before slowly, giving you time to pull away, captured your mouth in a dominating kiss, one hand remaining in your hair, the other going to rest on the small of your back pulling you even closer to him.
Finally he pulled away the hand in your hair going to hold your chin moving your face left and right to fully inspect your red breathless face. “Cute…”, he mumbled, jotting down one last thing. “It's rather late now, little humans like yourself need rest.”, he reached inside a small drawer before pressing a lollipop in your hand.
“Get a good nights sleep sweetie, Doctors orders~”
