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Master list:
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Ego Death and The Surgeon pt 2
Ego Death and The Surgeon pt 3
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I'm having a hard time coming up with the next part of ego death, any suggestions?
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Xavier fan art cuz I got bored
please more anton nsfw / sfw headcannons…. whattttt who said thatttt
Lmao no problem! I'll do both for you!
SFW
•when it comes to coming home from work, he kind of just stares at his home before he sits on his couch and stares off at the TV.
•when he road rages, he just glares at the person until they are out of view before he goes back to driving.
•he always balls his socks specifically and puts them in a specific order in his drawer when putting clothes away.
•when he isn't working, he will watch alf. Not because he enjoys it, but because it's familiar.
•he sleeps with one leg out of the blanket.
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•he one time browed a sex catalog because he found it and discarded it.
•he also one time had a prostitute paid for by his work and he just went with it.
•he used his fingers to shut the prostitute up with his fingers when she was making too much noise. He also fucked her against the wall while she got her rocks off.
•he doesn't think much about women, but when he does, he always imagines them in high heels and dresses. He prefers the long skirts over the short skirts.
•sometimes in his car he will jerk off when no one is around. Not for pleasure, but out of boredom. But when he does cum from the stimulation, his eyes flutter and he grunts before he wipes himself with some napkins from his lunch.
•when he has sex, he kind of just spaces out and stares by accident, freaking whomever he is fucking out.
These aren't that good I'm sorry, I'll definitely write more!!
Some Anton art
Ego Death and The Surgeon pt.3
Y/n's chuckle made him sigh and roll his eyes. 'God, this would be a long ride-' he thought to himself before he looked forward. The cars passed by unsuspectingly and urgently, as if everyone was eager to get to their destinations in a timely manner. Him on the other hand? He couldn't care less right now, all he cared about was getting to Mexico in a somewhat timely manner. But for now, he was going to relax a bit while y/n drove.
His arm began to ache a bit more under his makeshift sling; the pain made him furrow his brows. He then rubbed his bicep firmly with his thumb pressing into the muscle tightly, as if trying to stop the pain somehow. It sucked, his injuries sucked, everything sucked. But he was lucky, yet again. His throat clicked as he swallowed dryly against the insistent pain in his body. Y/n glanced at him before speaking,
"There's some more Tylenol in the glove box if you need some."
He paused his thumb from pressing any harder and he cleared his throat. He then opened the glovebox with his good hand and pulled out the bottle of Tylenol. He popped the cap after twisting it and he poured two pills into his injured pal. He leaned down and stuck his tongue out, making the dry pills stick to it. He then swallowed the pills dryly, causing him to clear his throat and smack his lips loudly to get the pills down without a fuss. Y/n turned the turning signal on and merged into the highway. She looked at her window and behind her to make sure no one was going to hit them before she merged into the far right lane. Anton glanced at his mirror to mimic her, cars were dangerous after all. He then leaned back in his seat and sighed through his nose; his lungs ached from the harsh crash. There was a comfortable silence between the two people for a good half hour, since Anton didn't fancy talking, only when he needed to. Y/n gripped the steering wheel firmly while merging into the middle lane, she then spoke,
"Mexico is a smart choice but...y'know how determined cops can be to jail people like you."
His brow furrowed at her words before he spoke deeply,
"It'll buy me time until I can get back on my feet. I'm not planning on living there."
She nodded and hummed before speaking,
"I see. Smart."
He looked out the window and spoke,
"Once I'm back on my feet, I'll be back in texas for work."
She nodded before she let the silence consume them yet again while she guided the car off the highway and onto an exit ramp. Anton stared out the window and thought about how Llewellyn's wife had thrown him off with her comment.
'it ain't the coin's sayin', it's just you.'
His brow furrowed before he looked down at his boots coldly. He lifted his foot gently and looked at the bottom of it, seeing a small trace of her dried blood on the bottom of it. He then sneered in annoyance and set his foot down. His good hand stayed on his lap, fiddling with the coin that was in his pocket from the outside of his pants. Y/n focused on the narrow road that left them by their lonesome and she sighed before speaking,
"Anton, I have a map in my glovebox, can you open it and tell me where we are?"
He snapped out of his head before he grunted, reaching to the glovebox and opening it. He then grabbed the paper and unfolded it clumsily with his one hand.
"Stupid...mfck..."
He then flicked it onto his lap and read the map. He looked up and saw the sign passing by: thirty miles till the next stop. He then spoke,
"Thirty miles till the next stop."
She nodded before speaking,
"Sounds good. Do you think we'll need it?"
He thought about it before he really felt a stirring in his belly, he had to piss badly. He nodded,
"Yeah. I need to pee but I can hold it for now."
She nodded before she focused on the road once again,
"Kay, I'll pull over when we get there."
He nodded before he looked at the map, it would be about a 2-3 days trip, so he had to prepare for either the worst, or the boring. The car drove at around 60 mph down the road and around the bends.
Eventually, they pulled up to the gas station and she pulled into a parking spot before opening the door. She then spoke,
"do you need help getting out?"
He shook his head and opened the door, stepping out of the car with a loud grunt. He then took a deep breath of fresh air before he walked to the door with Y/n. He grabbed the door handle and saw her approach. He walked in before her and the small bell jingled above him and he walked to the bathrooms quickly. She walked in and saw the clerk reading a book with a cigarette in his mouth, his dirty boot on the counter. He then glanced up from his book before smirking slightly, jerking his chin before speaking,
"Hey there, how can I help ya taday?"
She nodded back and walked up to the counter,
"I need some gas and maybe some food for the road."
He chuckled and set the book page down as he took the cigarette out of his mouth,
"Sure, gas pump two's pump is broken."
He then pointed out the window and looked at the pumps while leaning over the counter,
"Do three or four, one doesn't pump good."
She nodded before she kept that in mind before she spoke,
"Alright, thanks for the heads up."
He nodded and spoke with the cigarette back in his mouth,
"No problem, gorgeous."
He leaned back and kicked his foot up and grabbed the book, reading while puffing. She shook her head and walked around to look for food and drinks for her and Anton. She grabbed herself some tato skins and a bottle of water. Anton could be heard flushing the toilet and washing his hands before the door opened. He walked out and then he approached y/n. She spoke,
"Do you want something for the road?"
He looked around before he shrugged,
"I guess so."
He then walked around to find his desired snack as she put her stuff on the counter. The clerk glanced at her before putting his stuff down,
"Ooo, tato skins are good."
He chuckled and rang the bottle of water and tato skins up. Before he could speak, Anton put down some peanuts and a bottle of water down on the counter. The clerk paused and looked at Anton, seeing the man's disheveled and firm appearance. He nodded in greeting before he spoke to y/n,
"How much gas do ya need, sweetheart?"
She spoke,
"10."
He smirked,
"Full gallon huh? Where ya headed off to?"
Anton wanted to roll his eyes and groan but he stayed stoic, she spoke,
"Just to Mexico."
He then looked at Anton before speaking,
"Ooo, mexico? I've heard that mexico is the France of the US. You guys on a honeymoon?"
She double took at his words before looking at Anton. She knew he was a wanted man but, clearly the clerk didn't recognize him. For Anton's safety and to feign innocence, she spoke,
"Yes."
Anton almost choked on nothing before he side eyed her. He then realized what she was doing before he nodded once. She spoke,
"Are we good to go?"
The clerk nodded and flashed a half smile, realizing he called her some names with Anton beside her. He then spoke,
"All good, safe travels guys."
He said, handing her the change back. She waved before walking out and Anton followed along, not responding. Once the gas was pumped and they were situated back in the car, Anton spoke,
"Honeymoon?"
She blushed and spoke,
"I don't know how far wide people know you! Cut me slack."
She pulled out of the gas station before Anton shrugged softly and quirked the side of his mouth to the side, huffing. He then unscrewed his water bottle with his teeth before sipping the cold liquid. He hummed and sighed in relief as the last remnants of his vomit washed down. He wiped his mouth firmly as y/n drove down the road. She focused on the road but, she kept thinking about how this plan of his was going to work, but he was Anton Chigurh, he'd figure it out.
I'm so sorry I haven't updated this story but here's part 3 😭 I promise I will finish it all the way.
Anton again
I'm going to slime your art out I love it
~Coulrophilia~ nsfw (femme pov)
(This is just a fanfic of pennywise and reader, I had to get it out of my system 😭 lemme know if you guys want any other pics in my stories.)
"I know what I'm about to say is super weird...but I love clowns. What? Why? Clowns of all things?"
"What isn't there to love? Their funny noses, their tricks, the makeup, the joy they bring. It's all the characteristics of a good time. Ever since I was a kid, I loved going to circuses! The food, the music, the tricks and cheers, but....I loved the clowns. They always made me laugh and smile, even though my parents were freaked out. But as I've gotten older, I've started to develop...feelings, for clowns. I know it sounds weird but...hear me out. A man in a costume that is feeling you up and you can play with his little trinkets while you writhe on his lap...maybe not. I don't know, you aren't me. But maybe you are, maybe you like the thought of a mysterious clown fucking you, the makeup smearing on you as you tongue fuck them. Maybe you're a sick freak. I know it's weird. But who cares, you live once and only once, so why not fuck a clown? That's what I ask myself every now and then when I see clowns interacting with the adults, the way they joke and smile and honk their horns or noses, then so on. I can't help but bite my lip. To cross my legs, to smile. I one time saw a clown off work smoking a cigarette and I felt my stomach flip. But anyways, enough of that."
She walked up to the ticket taker of the circus and smiled when it was her turn in line, she held up some money, 5 dollars to be exact. It was a bit pricey but...who cared? It was her birthday! And she wanted to spend it at her favorite place. The man in the fancy little tux smiled and took her money,
"Ticket for one?"
He joked,
"Yep! Just me today."
"Aaaalright then! One ticket for the birthday girl."
He leaned over in his booth to get her ticket. He tore a small paper ticket off before handing it to her, she smiled,
"thank you, dan! Here, here's the money."
He shook his head and smiled,
"Consider it on the house, y/n. I know it's your birthday."
"Oh, seriously?"
"Yeah! Now go have fun. Spend that money on some popcorn."
He smiled at her and she took the money before speaking,
"Thank you so much, dan! I promise I'll pay you back."
He shook his head and spoke,
"No need, have fun, y/n."
She nodded softly before walking past the rope keeping her back. She looked around and saw the usual. Jugglers walked around and magicians blew on their torches, lighting the air up with fire as on goers clapped. she clapped along before she made it over to the circus tent, seeing people gather in small bursts of crowds. She made it up towards the front to where she could see the whole picture, the whole show in front of her nose. The people began to sit down and talk to each other, eating their popcorn and laughing with each other. Kids sat in their parents laps with cotton candy, she smiled, remembering her first circus. As the people piled in, a man in a cap and suit shirt came to her,
"Popcorn, miss?"
"Oh, sure!"
She gently took one before the man lifted his cap at her, walking away. She popped the kernel in her mouth, chewing softly as the ring master walked to the center of the floor, his colorful clothes were bold and loud. He smiled before speaking loudly into the microphone,
"Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls! I thank you all for showing up for tonight's performance and showing us all of those smiles!"
He looked thrilled to see everyone.
"Now, I know circuses are exciting, but I want to see your butts in your seats and your jaws not on the ground because I don't want to pick up any teeth!"
The crowd laughed softly, so did she. She smiled and laughed softly. The man then bowed before taking his hat off and shouting,
"Ladies and gentlemen, please put your hands together for....The Derry City Circus!"
Everyone clapped and cheered loudly as the performers began spilling out and performing their usual hijinks. First the man swallowing his sword, then the wind up poodle and it's shocked master, then the rope walkers. She gasped and cheered for each one of them, almost throwing her popcorn in the process. The clowns chased each other around in the crowd, including the audience with them as they silently mimed around and honked their noses. One of them ran to her and pointed at her. She pointed at herself with surprise and the clown smiled widely, nodding enthusiasticly. He then mimicked a hat on a head and a party blower.
She smiled and laughed before the clown blew a red balloon for her and tied it with a sting, handing it to her as he smiled with accomplishment. She held it with a confused smile before the clown waved her along while grabbing her hand and pulling her along. She followed along and found herself on the circus performance floor, everyone cheering. The ringmaster smiled and spoke,
"We heard it was your birthday, miss, how about you assist my performers with their tricks!"
She looked shocked and surprised, she sputtered before smiling and nodding. The clown that pulled her smiled and honked his nose in enthusiasm. The clown pulled her along and sat her down on the chair that he had pulled out. He then wagged his finger at her, as if telling her to stay there. The performers then surrounded her and had her lifted up on the chair as they marched around. She laughed loudly and shouted with mirth, holding onto her red balloon tightly. They marched her around while they sang happy birthday to her, the crowd clapped along and laughed softly. It felt so weird, but, she laughed and smiled nonetheless. But as she felt them thrusting her into the air and chanting, she couldn't help but feel like she was being stared at. Well, it would make sense since everyone was looking, but it felt like one pair was boring into her soul. She turned her head softly to the direction and she saw a clown in the space next to the bleachers faintly. He was tall, adorned in white clothes and weird makeup. His mouth had red lines going from the corners of his mouth to his forehead. He held a red balloon with a strange smile on his face.
Her heart fluttered and she looked at him for a while longer before she saw the clown turn and walk away, disappearing into the crowd. She felt her stomach doing flips, her breath stuck in her lungs. What was that? She felt herself being lowered to the ground and everyone clapped for her before the ringmaster spoke,
"Happy 24th birthday, y/n!"
She smiled softly and spoke,
"Thank you! I'm... surprised you guys remembered."
The crew awed softly before some patted her back and wished her birthday wishes. She heard the crowd cheering and the crew clapping, but her mind was occupied on that clown. He wasn't like the others, he had such bland colors, but a striking smile with a big forehead. She shook her head before making her way back to her seat, sitting down.
She walked out of the tent with everyone else as the performance ended. The sun had just begun setting, casting a dark orange and pink hue over the horizon, it felt like a gift from God himself. She brushed off her clothes before stretching, yawning softly. Dan approached her and smiled, poking at her shoulders,
"Hey hey hey! Did you get the performance you wanted?"
She startled before laughing, pushing him,
"Was that you?! You planned that??"
He smirked before tapping his head,
"Maybe, maybe not."
She shook her head and smiled, pushing him,
"Well, thanks, I really enjoyed it! I'm just surprised you planned that, Dan."
He shrugged languidly before speaking,
"You're welcome, y/n. I know you were stressed about your job, so I thought you mightve wanted a personal performance. It was easier to set up cuz the crew knew you personally so...."
He shrugged and smirked, she chuckled before hugging him tightly. He hugged her back and she spoke,
"Thank you so much, Dan. That was really nice of you..."
He smiled and rubbed her back, feeling her heart against his. He leaned his head on hers before speaking,
"Hey...y/n? I know you're probably overwhelmed by the crowd right now but....I was wondering...."
She listened before interrupting,
"Yeah...I am really tired."
He paused before nodding,
"Maybe we can hang out...soon? Y'know, my mom wanted to take you out for dinner...."
He blushed and chuckled. She smiled and spoke,
"Sure. We can do that tomorrow if you'd like."
He nodded before speaking with enthusiasm,
"Sure thing! I'll tell her you said yes."
He adjusted his glasses before giving her one last hug before he walked off, waving. She waved back before smiling, sighing softly to herself. She yawned again before she began to walk. But as she did, she heard a voice,
"Psst."
She paused and listened to see if she heard it again.
"Psssssst!"
She whirled around and saw the clown hiding behind the wooden light pole. He had a mischievous smile on his face, once she spotted him, he chuckled and hid. But of course, he was too broad and big to fully be concealed. She raised a brow and felt her heart race, she turned fully to face him. He then peeked his head to the side to look at her, he smiled again and spoke,
"Pssst! Over here!"
She looked around to see if anyone was listening too, but no one saw him. She put a finger to herself with a raised brow and he nodded enthusiasticly,
"Yeah! You! Birthday girl, cmere."
She hesitated before approaching him. Once she was Infront of him, he spoke,
"I saw you from the stadium, you sure had a big party!"
He let out a mirthful chuckle and she spoke,
"It was just a gathering, I support. My friend arranged it for me."
He tilted his head slightly before speaking,
"Awwwww, what a nice friend! I bet he really cares for you."
She nodded and smiled softly,
"Yeah, he's a big sweetheart."
The clown smiled widely, his two front teeth longer than the others, he then spoke,
"I see that! But I also see a problem."
She raised a brow,
"Problem?"
He nodded and chuckled,
"Yep! You've only got one balloon! One is such a lonely number."
He frowned dramatically before he stepped to the side, pulling out a deflated balloon. He pulled on it and snapped it,
"I have the feeling you are...."
He tapped her head,
"A cat person. Am I wrong?"
He then booped her nose, making a squeaking noise. She laughed softly,
"Yeah, I guess I give off those vibes. Can you give him a birthday hat?"
He nodded before he rolled his wrists,
"I am Pennywise the Clown! I can make any shape you want!"
He then puffed his chest out dramatically before blowing into the balloon. It's form began to show, the tube growing longer. Once it was blown up, he tied the end of it before he tied the head and legs, making a cat as best as he could. She watched with excitement and joy, a smile on her face as he finished. He then snapped the tail a few times before setting the cat in her hands,
"Here you go, deary! A balloon cat for the birthday girl!
She smiled and observed it, it was very cute. He then gasped and tapped his chin and spoke,
"I forgot his hat!"
He dug in his pockets before she spoke,
"That's okay. Thank you for making me this."
He then shook his head and spoke,
"No! I insist on the hat, I have more balloons in my trailer, why don't you follow me and I'll be snappy!"
She was about to protest but he held her hand and skipped along, she blushed and felt her heart race more. She followed him and felt a thrill go through her; his bubbly demeanor interested her, and she wanted to talk to him more. As they made it behind the tent and into it, she found herself under the bleachers. She spoke,
"Is your trailer in h-"
But once she faced forward, he was gone. She looked around with surprise and confusion. Where'd he go?? She then heard his voice,
"Over here!"
She turned to his voice, seeing him under the bleachers in the shadows, a smile on his face and his eye straying to the side before he shook his head and beckoned her closer,
"I got the balloon! Come give me your cat and I'll put the hat on him."
She paused before walking to him and ducking under the bars. Once she caim to him, he looked down at her before holding his gloved hand out. She handed him the cat before he gently took it and placed the balloon crown on it. He then gave it back before speaking,
"He is perfect now! A birthday cat for your birthday."
She chuckled and observed the large crown,
"Thanks, Pennywise. That was your name right?"
He nodded enthusiasticly,
"Yes! And your name is y/n! I know all about you!"
She seemed surprised, she hadn't seen him at the circus before, and by how many times she goes, she thought she would've seen him before. She spoke,
"Oh? How long have you worked here? I haven't seen you around here before."
He stared at her and his lazy eye slowly turned to the side as he spaced out, he then snapped out of it before speaking,
"Oh! You have me mistaken."
He laughed,
"I don't work here."
He said, his smile immediately dropping. She looked surprised, she then spoke,
"Then....how do you know me?"
His smile slowly returned and he spoke,
"Oh...I know you from...you. I know what you are."
Her heart skipped and she froze, looking at him with confusion and surprise. He stared at her before speaking,
"I know you like clowns....a little too much."
She raised a brow and chuckled nervously,
"What?"
He smiled widely, his grin unsettling, but hot for her. He spoke,
"I know what you are."
She backed up, her belly doing flips as he stood to his full height. She looked around to see if anyone was around before she felt a firm hand on her face, forcing her to look at him. He gripped her face, making her lips purse, he growled out with a smirk,
"Eyes on me. There's no one around. So keep those eyes on me."
She gasped and blushed heavily, dropping her cat balloon in surprise. He watched it fall before he looked back at her. She blushed more before speaking,
"Oh God...what..."
He smiled widely before he spoke,
"What's wrong, y/n?"
She gulped and blushed more, her heart hammering against her chest. His nostrils flared and he shook his head, his brows furrowing. She watched him before he spoke,
"You aren't afraid of me. Then why is your heart racing so much?"
She shuddered and bit her lip, her eyes glazed over with lust and half lidded. She spoke,
"I thought you said you knew me."
He narrowed his eyes before he realized, oh, she really liked clowns. He slowly smiled evilly, his cheeks accommodating for his grin. He then chuckled, holding her face tightly,
"Ah~ I do, I understand you now."
He leaned forward and sniffed behind her ear, inhaling deeply before he trailed his nose slowly to her chest, she gasped and shuddered in anticipation. He inhaled loudly before his eyes fluttered open, his pupils blown wide. He growled softly before he spoke,
"Mmmm....tasty tasty."
She gulped and squirmed in his grip, feeling her heart race more, her pussy dampen softly. She bit her lip again before she spoke,
"Oh God...what are you....?~"
He looked in her eyes before he smiled again, he then licked his teeth, his long, serpent like tongue slithering out. Her eyes widened and she spoke,
"What...are you?"
He chuckled before his eyes gleamed with intrigue and newfound excitement. He then spoke,
"I'm pennywise."
She gulped before she felt his hand snake down to her throat, he squeezed gently before he backed her up into the bleachers. Once she was pinned there, she gasped and writhed, crossing her legs. He inhaled deeply before he looked down at her legs, taking the hint. He looked down at her before smiling evilly, he then leaned down into her ear and whispered,
"Dirty girl. I can't believe you're getting excited over this."
He tightened his grip on her throat, making her moan and gasp. She drooled and blushed, biting her lip as she squirmed,
"Mph....fuck."
He smiled with excitement before he leaned down and his long, serpent tongue dragged on her collar bone, then her neck, then her jaw. She shuddered deeply and moaned softly, squirming and writhing in his touch. He growled in pleasure, drooling excessively at her taste. She tasted like sin and sweat. He pinned her harder into the bleachers while his tongue assaulted her skin, causing her to moan more. He then pulled away and spoke, his mouth covered in spit,
"Wanna see a trick?"
She nodded and blushed more, huffing and panting. He smirked deeply before bringing his mouth to her chest, his tongue then slithered down her chest and down her cleavage. Then to her navel, then under her waistband, under her panties. She gasped loudly and moaned, blushing as red as a tomato as his tongue lapped at her wet pussy. He growled and stuffed two gloved fingers into her ,mouth roughly, hooking them to her molars. His tongue lapped and writhed against her clitoris and labie sloppily, making her buck and moan, she drooled and suckled his fingers loudly. Finally, he slid his tongue into her pussy, it writhed and filled her up perfectly, making her mewl and moan around his fingers. He growled animalistically at her taste before he looked into her eyes as she moaned. He withdrew her fingers before using his hand to pin her fully to the bleachers. She moaned and gripped his hair as his tongue tickled her G spot perfectly.
"Fuck! Oh god~~ more, please please more,..."
She begged breathlessly while he tongue fucked her, he felt his pants stirring and tightening, his tentacle bulging in his pants. He then slowly withdrew his tongue before he pulled away, looking into her eyes. She whimpered at the loss of stimulation, she then spoke,
"Huh?...wha-....why'd you stop?"
He smirked evilly before he spoke,
"Tsk tsk tsk...now now. I'm not finished with you yet."
He then gripped her neck and forced her to the ground, making her gasp and moan. She felt her face being pressed into the ground and she blushed, whimpering in anticipation. Pennywise then pinned her down fully, his crotch pressed against her butt. He then reached under her dress and ripped her panties down, making her gasp and speak,
"O-oh my!~ pennywise!~"
He smirked before purring,
"Yes, deary?"
She gulped and smiled, blushing,
"What're you...."
He pulled the waistband of his clown suit down, exposing his long, writhing tentacle. He stroked it slowly and brushed it against her pussy,
"What you always wanted. I know what you are, I know what you want. You've fantasized about this haven't you, dirty girl?"
She blushed and nodded weakly. Biting her lip softly as she looked behind her shoulder. Her eyes then widened as he stroked his tentacle, she gasped. He smirked before parting her pussy lips, exposing her twitching and soaked hole, he bit his lip,
"Mmm...tasty tasty."
He then guided himself into her, sliding his hard tentacle into her. He eased into her, making her moan loudly and cover her mouth. She squeezed her eyes shut as he boxed her in a little space with his hands. He then growled in her ear,
"You take me so well, y/n. You like it?"
She moaned and spread her legs some more before he began to thrust. He held her hips with both hands, thrusting harshly as she wailed loudly. Her cunt dripped with her juices, coating his thick, tentacle like shaft. He growled and grunted, the sounds were almost animalistic, like a dog. She bounced with each thrust, her tongue brushing the ground as she panted and moaned like a whore. He smiled widely as she did, he then gripped her hair and yanked her head back as he rutted into her,
"Ngh, fuck! Yeah~~~" he growled into her ear before he slid his long tongue into her mouth and down her throat. She choked and gagged on it but moaned around it, her eyes rolling back. She clawed the ground as his tongue slithered into her throat. He moaned into her mouth before his tongue slithered out, a wave of spit came out from her mouth. She coughed loudly before her gripped her face from behind, his cock hitting her cervix, he growled,
"Yeah~ you like that?"
She nodded as he slapped the side of her face a few times gently before he gripped onto her face. She moaned whorishly before speaking,
"Yeah, I do~ I'm a fucking slut...."
He smiled evilly at her words before he gripped her face tightly, shoving it to the ground roughly,
"Yes you are...~"
He fucked her roughly, his cock in her pussy made a loud squelching noise as he thrusted. He looked down at her before moving her hair aside,me posing her neck. He licked his lips before he leaned forward and licked the back of her shoulders and neck. She moaned gently at the before he nipped at her neck,
"Ah!~ fuck....pennywise~~"
She giggled while moaning. He smirked against her neck before he licked, and licked, and licked. Then, he fucked her harder, to distract her from what was about to happen. His sharp, needle like teeth pushed out of his mouth, making his mouth stretch obscenely. He then bit on the back of her neck violently, making blood squirt out. She screamed in pain before he covered her mouth and bit harder, growling. He bit down and held her there as she bled out, she writhed and choked, bucking against him. He growled loudly and withdrew from her pussy as she went limp, blood gushing from her mouth and nose and neck. He huffed softly before he withdrew, his mouth going back to normal. He stared down at her before he licked her blood off his lips and chin. He then stood and grabbed her by the ankle, pulling her away from the bleachers and I to the shadows, so he could feast in her flesh and start again with the next clown loving person.
Fin.
I'm sorry that this was so long 😭 I hope you all enjoyed this late Halloween present.
there was a tie, should I write a fanfic where reader and pennywise freak or ego death and the surgeon pt three
freaky ah fanfic
ego death
what should I write?
Ego Death and The Surgeon pt 3
a nsfw pennywise fanfic
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Ego death and The Surgeon pt.2
His eyes were glued to the ceiling as he thought about his next move. He was lucky this time, because if he stuck around any longer than he had, he would've been found. And he would've been done. His whole body throbbed with a dull ache due to the Tylenol he was given. It sat bitterly under his tongue as it soothed him, even if the taste was sour and tangy. His arm was the worst part, but he couldn't focus on that, he needed to get out of the motel and back on the road. He sat up slowly and grunted loudly, wincing as he held his arm. He grabbed his makeshift sling and slipped his arm back into it, giving him a semblance of relief in his predicament. He grabbed the TV remote softly before turning on the TV, trying to see if his wreck was on the news, but alas, it was not. He sighed with relief before he looked at the wall phone. He shook his head,
"not yet....I need to sleep."
He then laid back down slowly, his pageboy haircut sprawling out on the pillow before he stared off at the ceiling. His eyes began to grow heavy, but with his instincts, he fought and fought until his eyes traitorously shut and soothed him to sleep. He breathed evenly and with practiced precision. Even though his body protested with each toss and turn, he felt relief and ease knowing he'd be okay.
It was the next morning and he groaned softly as the early sunlight hit his face. He cracked open an eye before he grunted softly, sitting up while rubbing his stubbly chin. He took a good minute to wake up before he planted his feet on the ground, weakly standing. He groaned at the throb in his skull and his arm, it made him nauseous. He stumbled around with sleep still ogling his brain, his feet clumsily finding purchase on the dirty rug. He went to the bathroom quickly and fell to his knees in front of the toilet as he hurled violently into the toilet bowl. He coughed and gagged loudly, his eyes watering from the strain of the action. Once finished, he spat and groaned loudly, wiping his mouth with his hand as he sniffled,
"Christ..."
He spat again in the toilet, seeing some blood in his spit, maybe it was from vomiting harshly, maybe it was from almost shattering a rib or two. He stared at his acidic vomit before he flushed the toilet, breathing heavily. He stood shakily before he turned the faucet on and he sipped some water before spitting it out.
"I gotta get out of here."
He turned his head towards the room, seeing the tarp on the bed, the phone on the wall and his boots scewed around. He stumbled towards the phone before he grabbed the receiver, placing under his ear and between his shoulder. He dialed her number before he patiently waited for a response. Click. He perked up slightly as a tired voice spoke,
"...hello?..."
"Y/N."
"Anton? Where you calling?"
He paused for a good moment before he spoke gruffly,
"my car is done for...I need to get back on the road, doesn't matter where, just far from here."
"what? Are you saying you need a ride?"
"....yes."
A tired sigh could be heard before she spoke,
"Fine. But you know I'm only a doctor, not a taxi driver."
"I have money."
There was a silence before she spoke,
"how much?"
"$200."
She contemplated it before she spoke
"alright. That sounds like a plan, but if you get in trouble, I won't be your lawyer too."
His lips quirked slightly in a smile before he went back to his stoic facade,
"deal. No lawyering."
She chuckled before she spoke,
"I'll be there in a bit, just sit tight."
"will do, goodbye, y/n."
"bye bye."
He hung up the receiver softly before he walked to his boots and slipped them on with his good hand. Once dressed fully, he carefully wrapped the tarp up before crumpling it up and holding it under his pit. A good 30 minutes passed and he heard a car pull up to his room, he peaked out through the peephole before he softly opened the door. He walked out towards her car before he allowed her to open the door for him. He nodded in thanks before sitting in the passenger's seat and tossing the tarp behind him in the back. She got back into the driver's seat before she pulled them out of the motel and onto the road. They were both quiet while they passed the other cars and buildings. Y/n then spoke,
"so. What's your plan?"
He hummed to himself before speaking,
"I think I am going to go to Mexico."
He said gruffly as y/n focused on the road.
"Mexico? I guess that makes sense since its close to your work."
He nodded at what she said before going quiet again. He didn't like talking much, but with y/n, it didn't feel as forced. Y/n quietly stared forward while the radio quietly played some miscellaneous music that none of them were really listening to. Anton stared off out the side window quietly, watching the buildings pass by as they drove to the border. It would be a long journey, but nonetheless, a necessary one. The car bumped and then drove smoothly occasionally before coming to a stop at an intersection. He kept his eyes fixed on the buildings to his side, y/n spoke,
"does it matter where I take you in Mexico?"
"Reynosa. Its close but not too close."
"alright...."
He glanced at y/n before he spoke.
"i appreciate this."
That was the most of a thanks you could get out of Anton, so this made y/n smile in appreciation. She began to drive again as the light turned green and she stayed quiet. Anton sat up straighter than before while they drove. She glanced at Anton a few times to check on him, but he kept the same stoic expression each time, so she focused on the road again. Cop cars passed by and he sucked his head slowly, his hair falling in front of his face as he did. She watched the cop cars pass by before she spoke,
"who gave you that sling?"
He paused his brooding before he replied gruffly
"teenage boy. I paid him a hundred dollars to give me his shirt, so he did."
He then went quiet again, she shook her head before she spoke,
"Do you think the kid told his parents?"
Anton's brow furrowed and he spoke,
"I told him not to, so I hope not."
She chuckled softly, using her finger to cover her mouth softly. Anton shot her an annoyed look and she stopped while chuckling gently,
"Sorry. Sorry...."
He sighed loudly, this was gonna be a long ride.
I'm sorry if it's too short! Part three will be out soon enough 🙏
Gooner fanart of this fuck 😭