Harlequin x afab reader || When you have to decide if you really like harlequin or not in day 2, you choose ‘no’ but it’s not an allowed option and harlequin appears behind you. || sfw with a hint of nsfw but harlequin being harlequin
This was inspired by artwork from kokorotashika12 on Twitter/X!
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There you were, finally alone in the comfort of your room. It was late, so late in fact it felt as if the entire world was silent and asleep.
You were recommended a visual novel to try out, and after scouring the internet and looking at the creative works of art fans had made for the game, you were totally convinced. So you played on your little laptop at your desk and was embarrassed at the emotions this game was invoking.
But you were alone, so no one would ever know.
You couldn’t decide if you liked the Pierrot or Harlequin character more, but found them both interesting in their own ways. Pierrot was way more upfront with how he felt, it seemed. But Harlequin… he seemed so complex. He is like a feeling you can’t describe.
As you read through the dialogue, you finally made it to the end of Harlequins performance- his little story of what was assumed to represent all the circus members. It was pretty obvious, but it made making sense of what was going on easier to grasp.
It was way more than just monsters eating humans.
You finally made it to the scene where Harlequin backs you against the tent wall and felt your own eyes go wide and heart race just slightly at the thought of it. Pure imagination having such an effect on your body just from this..
It was dark in your room. You figured you didn’t need a light on. But right now, the darkness felt almost suffocating. But it was all in your head. It’s just a game.
Harlequin asks on the screen if you’re secretly enjoying his interaction with you: his bold movements of boxing you in.
Like hell you’d admit it to his face. You were way too embarrassed to do that, even in a game when presented with a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ option.
So, you pick the realistic choice to say ‘no’.
But the game freezes. A few error messages pop up. The ‘no’ was invalid? You tilted your head at the computer and was about to start closing out the pop up errors but felt a hand slide in front of your face, a very large thumb being held over your mouth essentially keeping you quiet out of sheer shock.
Another hand was over your shoulder and leaned on your desk in front of you. You noticed those clothes instantly. It’s what Harlequin wears.
Surely, you’re losing your mind.
“It’s not ‘no’ is it?”
That was his voice. But how? Was it possible you were daydreaming way too hard? Your mind rushed and overflowed with questions that wouldn’t be answered before Harlequin spoke again.
“Please say, ‘yes’, darling.”
You shivered as he cupped your cheeks in his one hand. The fingertips were pointy and felt sharp. His other hand came up from your desk to rest on your shoulder. He was standing straighter now.
You tilted your head back, so sure you were dreaming. It was late and you were probably sleep deprived and obsessed with this game! It made sense to hallucinate, right?
Your eyes met his glowing green ones in the darkness of your room. Your heart immediately sped up and you blinked. “What?”
You mumbled outloud. His sharp smile only grew wider and his thumb brushed against your bottom lip.
You were dreaming! You just had to wake up! This wasn’t real, so you’d wait till your dream kicked you out and you woke up.
Is what you thought before a certain harlequin chuckled.
“Your body betrays you~!” He says in a singsong voice, now holding my head in place tilted back so you can look at him.
You only stared, confused.
“You must be thinking ‘this can’t be real!’, am I right?” He says with that seductive lilt.
You only nod slightly.
He lets go of your face to rest his hand on your other shoulder, leaning down close to your ear as you lift your head to its normal position.
“I can make it feel very real, darling.”
His grip tightened just slightly and you couldn’t help but blush hard.
No one has ever been so forward with you. And now with some fictional character advancing on you that, very importantly, also had tentacles, was kind of a big deal right now.
You obviously weren’t that far in the game, but you saw enough fanart to know.
One hand slid down your arm to where you were gripping the mouse. You didn’t even realize how tight you were holding it.
“Click ‘yes’ and I can make your wildest fantasies come true, dear one.”
He guided my mouse to the yes option, the errors blocking the ‘no’, but he didn’t click.
You blinked hard and then tried to logic this. “This is a prank or something, right?” You quickly turn in your seat to get a better look at him. He was wearing the same typical uniform. He looked exactly like harlequin, but cosplayers do impressive stuff.
You look at him with doubt, your mind refusing to accept that a fictional character is right next to you.
“Mm.” He hums as he cocks his head, looking down at you.
Suddenly, you feel what could only be his tentacles wrap around your ankle.
You flinch and try to pull it away defensively, but you’re held in place. You were now looking at your ankle, which gave him the opportunity to breathe against your neck. “Does that feel like a prank to you?”
You breathed hard. What was happening?
The tentacle creeped up your leg and you couldn’t help but feel excited. Even if this was a dream, you couldn’t wait. You were obsessed with suddenly knowing what it must feel like.
“Click ‘yes’, darling.” He whispers in my ear. “Tell me how much you crave this. There’s no point in lying either- I already know exactly how you feel. Your smell is intoxicatingly filled with arousal.”
His words struck you and you only shakily moved the mouse before clicking the ‘yes’.
He cooed in your ear and you felt the goosebumps rise instantly. “Aw, that’s a good little thing. You want your reward now?”
You blushed hard and kept staring at the screen, seemingly frozen, before he gripped your face by pinching your cheeks with one hand and forcing you to face him. “Use those pretty words of yours. Want your reward?”
You only stared at him, a dumb gaze of disbelief and too embarrassed to admit what you wanted. The tentacle on your ankle creeped higher and was reaching your knee now.
You tensed up, a flustered looking mess all of a sudden. “I’ll help you out since I’m just so kind. Say.. ‘Yes Harlequin, please give me my reward.’”
You couldn’t stop blushing. You couldn’t possibly say that right here? Right now? You opened your mouth slightly to speak but just couldn’t, so you stared into his eyes silently, lips quivering.
“I guess you don’t want it-“ he lets go of your face promptly and his tentacle slithers down your leg, unwrapping itself as he pulled away slightly.
“W-wait!” You speak up, finally. He pauses his movements.
“Mmh? What is it?” You could hear the smirk in his tone.
“Please..” you mumble quietly and look down at your hands in your lap.
“Please what?” He prompts without missing a beat, shifting his position and putting a hand on his waist.
“…reward me..” you mumble out even quieter, eyes still glued to your now fiddling fingers.
There was another pause but it was followed by a low chuckle.
“Close, but that’s not what I said, dear one.”
He bent at the waist and used his pointer to lift your chin, the sharp claw of this name slightly poking into the sensitive skin. He forced your gaze up to his own and you swore he’d be able to hear your heartbeat with how much it pounded in your ears.
“‘Yes Harlequin, please give me my reward for being a good little thing.’” His voice was mocking.
But you quickly spit back, “That’s not what you said before!”
He chuckled and his grin grew wider. He cocked his head to the side, “So it seems my dear didn’t forget the words after all?”
Your eyes blow wide and you start to move your head to the side, back to your desk out of embarrassment, but he gripped your cheeks between his thumb and pointer again and somewhat harshly turned you back to him.
“Uh uh uh~ you said yes, darling. Do I need to force the words out of you? Hm?”
Your breath hitched at that and you pressed your thighs together, trying to ease how much his words affected your poor body.
“Oh, I see now. Your body says everything you can’t. I can read you so clearly, my dear.”
He leans closer, his face inches away from yours, and speaks in a lower tone of voice with the same mocking tone. “Are you nervous, dear one?”
You suddenly flinch as his other hand wraps around your upper arm. He only laughs.
“Oh so cute! Your fear is so delicious.” As he finishes his sentence, his tentacles quickly wrap around each of your calves and pulls them apart.
You, of course, struggle to close your legs, but it doesn’t work at all.
All at the same time, tentacles reached behind you and slithered around your arms to keep them at your side. Your heart quickened its pace and you struggled, looking down at your hands and trying to pry it off of the chair feverishly.
You were scared.
But, you could feel yourself throb as the fear of this fantasy is coming true.
“W-what are you doing?!” You say, strained with struggle.
“Judging by the sweet scent of your increasing arousal, I’m doing exactly what you want.” He dropped his tone for the latter half of the sentence and you stared into his eyes, still trying to pull away. “
“I.. I’m not!” You half yell.
“Not what?”
Your eyes dart to the side before back to him to lie, “I’m not.. aroused.”
“Oh, that’s the game you want to play? I see. I can play along, my dearest. Well,” he lowers himself and gets on his knees in front of you, all while his hands trace from your shoulders to the edge of your pajama pants. He loops two fingers inside of it. “I guess I’ll just have to prove the effect I have on you.”
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Let me know if you want me to continue this as a nsfw fic! I would probably do one amab and one afab.
apologies ive been busy with uni- i did have time for this tho cuz i needed serontonin
i cant say much about this man that i havent already tbh lol- i could go on a really long tangent about how i think his stupid brain works but now is not the time, anyways gaze upon him nAOW
Harlequin is the type of the dude that will make noises when you speak to someone on your phone like
"Ahh! you're so tight, my dearest~! Want me to go harder? Ooh it feels so good, I'm getting close~!"
And poor you, you had to do your best to make him to shut the fuck up while he's over here grinning like a menace 'cause he's just like that, of course.
Harle getting jealous in my mind over me bonding with Doctor. Writing it out. lol
"...I think some rock music is nice too you know? Even if I don't listen to it often..." He says while looking away, trying to not seem obvious over his jealousy but is failing.
"..." You lean in and give his cheek a kiss. "I still love you Harle. Never forget that okay?"
He looks over at you, speechless while lightly blushing.
"Not enough."
"Wha--?!" He pins you down, gazing at you intensely with glowing eyes.
"Say it again and prove it more to me, dear one. NOW."
