#killer clown

[thepumpkin-queenn]

[mo-on62]

Who did this?

[rubbish78]

“Duck and cover, kiddos.” x

[hrefna-the-raven]

Stay with me?

Masterlist - Horror masterlist - Misc.

Art the Clown x female reader

Warnings: smut (18+)

Summary: As his eyes fell upon your slouched figure on the red bench, rolling your eyes in boredom at whatever your friend was prattling on about, Art realised he had either made a grave mistake or stumbled upon something incredibly right.

Notes: don't worry, the toilet seat is closed, no Art "art" in this oneshot 😂

Reader: female reader, female genitals, no pronouns except you

Art continued to blink in disbelief, his body frozen mid-movement. This was not the usual scenario he found himself in, and his mind struggled to grasp the reality of being pinned down on the toilet seat of the small pizza place, with you straddling him.

It was always the same, he'd pick a girl, or two, obviously flirt with her, she'd be crept out, run, scream and then he'd butcher her, slowly, make a funny spectacle out of it and call it a day. The perfect plan for an evening's twisted entertainment. But tonight was different. As his eyes fell upon your slouched figure on the red bench, rolling your eyes in boredom at whatever your friend was prattling on about, Art realised he had either made a grave mistake or stumbled upon something incredibly right. In that very moment, when your gaze met his for the first time, an inexplicable and unfamiliar pressure gripped his chest—a warning and an irresistible urge all at once. Before he knew what happened, his body found its way to the seat on the opposite side of you and your friends. He rested his elbows on the table, placing his chin in his folded hands, while a wide smile adorned his black painted lips, revealing his decaying teeth. Little did Art know that the first flutter of butterflies had already emerged within you when you spotted him outside the quaint restaurant. Otherwise, there wouldn't have been this genuine surprise that washed over his twisted mind when he spotted your charming smile directed at him. His hands fumbled on the tiny ring on your finger, as if they couldn't believe you had actually accepted it and that, in return, you gifted him a tight warm hug.

Art's head fell back against the cold tiles, his mouth gaping in a silent moan, eyes wide open, staring blankly at the ceiling when you sunk down on him. The way your wet cunt swallowed him completely, your greedy walls clenching around his throbbing length, it would classify perfectly under "exquisitely divine" or at least whatever someone as rotten as Art might deem as such. He was a creature of many pleasures, ranging from the bloodiest to the most macabre. However, this was novel to him, prompting his mind to consider adding this sensual discovery to his usual repertoire of amusements. His gloved hands shifted to your hips, fingers digging into your soft flesh, guiding your movements and urging you to quicken the pace. Art took a deep quivering breath, teetering on the precipice of that sweet release that beckoned him to surrender but instead he tried to focus on his surroundings. The soft fabric of his costume pulled around his feet brushing against his skin with each movement, the hum of the flickering light above casting dancing shadows upon the cabin walls around the two of you while the luscious melody of your moans cradled his rotten heart.

Fingertips gently grasped his chin, guiding his head downwards to meet your gaze once more. Sinful delight danced across your face as you whispered his name in a seductive murmur. A fierce fire blazed in your eyes as they locked with his and he suddenly felt like burning away underneath your gentle touch. Art's body tensed for a moment before finally tumbling into the abyss of the pleasure you had unveiled before him. Countless images flooded his mind, filling every crevice of his thoughts as he came undone. You followed soon after, your lips crashing on his in a passionate kiss. As you pulled away, a blissful expression adorned the beauty of your face and your hazy eyes stared into his distorted soul, a firework exploded throughout Art's entire body. The others in the restaurant felt as far as the faint murmurs behind that closed door and in this moment, only you existed. You became the new center of his universe, his beloved muse whose every touch and sound granted him visions of a world painted in blood. He had to keep you, all to himself and, somehow, it felt only natural to him, as if this decision had been engraved in stone since the beginnings of Hell. Art tilted his head slightly, observing with curiosity as you climbed off him and cleaned both of you up. You took an exaggerated bow and held your hand out with a mischievous grin as if you invited him to take it and stand up. He gladly accepted, lifting himself up and kissing the back of your hand with a wide smile before pulling up his costume. He mimicked a sigh, shaking his head while a genuine happy smile tugged at the corners of his lips. It became undeniable how it delighted him that you had chosen to join in the pantomime from the moment you realised he wouldn't communicate in any other way. The gleeful joy and that hint of a mischievous sparkle in your eyes proved that you were more than willing to play his fun little games with him.

Art led you to the mirror, exhaling onto it before he hastily scribbled something in the mist on its surface.

Will you come and stay with me? 🤍

You nodded and chuckled, playfully tapping his shoulder.

"Did you really believe I'd let someone as delicious as you leave again?"

He feigned a thoughtful expression before shaking his head. His fingers entwined with yours and he guided you out. Both of you walked past your friend, out of the pizza place, disappearing into the dark of the night.

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[2-dsimp]

Darling masturbating not realizing Pyrok is in the room watching her.

Cw: NSFW MDNI 18+

If you didn’t see him before, you sure do now since he’s sitting right on top of the headboard perched to watch you work your magic. Don’t worry he’ll assist with cleanup duty like the darling doll he is. After you cum, in a flash he’s between your legs to reap the fruits of your labor.

Though he may go overboard and eat you out repeatedly, after all he’s a glutton at heart. Plus he’s an overachiever who thinks one orgasm isn’t enough to please his mate. His feelers would be thrashing inside your juicy hole till you’re drenched n boneless. Without so much of a thought inside that pretty head of yours.

Just how the alien doll likes it.

[here-lies-beetlejuice]

[pipsqueaks89934]

Yandere murder clowns x reader

Warnings: implied killing and torture (not to reader), kidnapping, death threats, threats, multiple yanderes

You thought going to the circus with your friends was going to be fun and it was until you and your friends got chased by some freak in a clown costume waving a chainsaw around, that wasn't fun! Once you thought you were far enough away you started to slow down so you could catch your breath. You were only stopped for a minute when you heard someone laughing like a maniac and you climbed up a tree and hid behind the leaves in the tree so he wouldn't see you.

“I swear I saw someone go this way!” you heard someone say not too far away from where you were hiding.

“Well, I guess you were wrong because if there was someone here then we would have ran into them by now!” you heard another voice say to the other one with a lot of aggravation.

“I wonder how the others are doing?” You heard the first clown ask in a normal tone not caring about the other clown with him.

“DO YOU EVEN CARE ABOUT THE MESS YOU CAUSED?” The second clown yelled at the first clown with anger in his tone.

“YOU DONT HAVE TO YELL I CAN HEAR YOU JUST FINE!”  The first clown yelled back at the second clown with amusement in his tone. “Besides I heard someone breathing before I started laughing so the little mouse must be here somewhere around here.”

“We better find that girl or they are going to be mad,” the second clown said in an annoyed tone. “And they will have our heads!”

“Come out come out-” The first clown said while looking up in the trees, his eyes catching a glimpse of your shirt on one of the trees. “Well, well, well look what I found!”

“This better be important,” The second clown said while walking over to where the first clown was. “What?”

“A piece of her clothing must have ripped off while she was running because I found a piece of fabric!” the first clown said while pointing to the piece of clothing stuck on the tree branch.

“Where?” the second clown asked while looking around to try and see the clothing that the first clown was hogging from sight.

“On this tree,” the first clown said as he finally moved from where he was blocking the clothing from the second clown. “Do you think the little mouse climbed up?”

“Maybe why don't you go up there and check?” the second clown asked the first clown while looking at him expectingly.

“Why me?” the first clown asked as he looked at the second clown in disbelief.

“For wasting time,” the second clown said before pushing the first clown towards the tree.  “Now go!”

When he started climbing the tree you didn't know what to do other than wait until he found you and if he did your plan was to try and kick him off the tree.

“Hello,” the first clown said to you when he found you and you noticed it was the same clown that had tried to get you the first time you escaped. “Well now don't you think it's super rude to hide while you know people are looking for you?”

“GET AWAY FROM ME!” you screamed and tried to kick him off the tree, but he grabbed your foot, and you tried to get your foot back from him.

“Don't worry we won't hurt you too much,” The first clown laughed and when you tried to kick him with the other foot you fell from the tree branch you were on. “OH NO!”

You screamed as you fell from the high tree and just as you thought you were about to hit the forest floor you felt a pair of strong arms break your fall.

“Hey there little mouse we were just looking for you,” the second clown said while holding you in bridal style. “Now what are we going to do with you?”

“GET AWAY FROM ME!” You screamed again while trying to get free from the clown that was holding you in his arms.

“Hey, don't yell little mouse,” The clown holding you said while throwing you over his shoulder.  “You know it's bad for your vocal cords?”

“Let's go this place is giving me the creeps,” the first clown said while jumping down from the tree before putting his fingers in your face to try and get a reaction from you.  “Can I hold her?”

“No,” the second clown said quickly before starting the walk back to the carnival. “I don't trust you not to kill her before we make it back.”

“Thats not fair!” The first clown whined while you tried to get out of the second clown's grip.

“How so?” the clown holding you asked while trying to hold you still as you punched and kicked him.

“I’m the one who found her, lead the way, and climbed the tree,” the first clown explained while using his fingers to help him list off all the things he’s done. “I should hold her!”

“Stop moving little mouse,” the second clown demanded while stopping for a moment and putting you down to look him in the eyes. “Or I will let him carry you!”

“You know your kind of pretty, little mouse,” the first clown said as the second one put you back over his shoulder to continue carrying you. “In a I'm so scared I'm going to die kind of way.”

“Leave her be,” the second clown warned the other while looking back at the clown messing with you. “We don't want her to have a heart attack before the main event.”

“Let me go!” You cried in fear as you closed your eyes hoping this is a dream or nightmare and that you would wake up at any minute.

“She talks!” The first one said happily even though you have talked to them multiple times, granted it was just you screaming at them to let you go.

“No,” the second clown said with an exasperated tone. "We can't let you go.”

“Why? I won't tell anyone I swear!” You said desperately while trying to beg for your life before they hurt it or worse, end it.

“Thats not how this works, little one!” The first clown laughed while pinching your cheeks like you were a little kid that was visiting grandma.

You didn't say or do anything after that, finally giving up on trying to save yourself, you got back to the circus after what seemed like the longest walk ever since the rest of the walk was in silence after you asked to be let go. As we reentered the gates of the carnival you noticed how eerily quiet it was, and you could only hear the footsteps of the two clowns and the creaking of the metal rides.

Is this how I die?

Your tummy growled in hunger and your throat clenched in thirst; you only wanted to hang out with your friends and maybe go out to eat after but now you were being carried on the shoulder of a man you don't know thirsty and hungry.

“Oh, I think our little mouse might be hungry!” the first clown said happily like your hunger and dehydration was something as funny as a joke to him.

“Is that true little one?” the second one asked as he gently sat you down at a table before looking at the other clown.

You didn't say anything at first before mumbling the words, “hungry and thirsty”

“Do you think we should feed her?” the first one asked as he sat down beside you and wrapped his arms around you so you wouldn't try to escape.

“Only if she asks us nicely,” The second clown said while bending down to your height to appear less threatening. “After all manners are important.”

“So, what will it be little one?” the first clown said in the creepiest way that you have ever heard before.

“Will you please get me some food and something to drink?” you asked in a mumbled voice, but the first clown left to go get you something to eat and drink.

“Where are the others?” the second clown mumbled to himself while looking down at his phone before looking around the park.

“Here you are!” the first clown said while sitting a meal in a cardboard box in front of you with a drink in the boxes drink holder. “Tell me what you think, I made it myself!”

“Thank you,” you mumbled as you started to eat the food, he brought you. “It's not bad, its pretty good!”

“Where are they?” the second clown asked the first one in irritation. “They should have been here by now!”

“Maybe the cops got them?” the first clown suggested while watching you eat. “Or maybe they are still trying to catch the people they ran after?”

“If they don't get here soon then I’m going to start without them!” the second clown said while sitting down beside you with a loud sigh.

Once you were done eating the first clown threw away your trash before coming back to sit beside you. After about 5 minutes had passed you heard people talking and the sound of approaching footsteps.

Is that the people that the clowns were talking about?

You started to get scared and wanted to run away but your legs wouldn't move and your mind wouldn't work, you were stuck in place and when the two clowns you were with stood up you tried to run but ended up not doing anything.

Why can't I move? Is this how I die?

“Are you alright little mouse?” You heard one of them ask you in worry but you couldnt tell which one had asked since everything sounded muffled and far away.

“Little mouse!” You heard one of them shout at you, but you didn't care.

Did they put something in the food or was I just scared?

You felt a sharp pain in your face and suddenly you were back on the bench with the two clowns and the approaching group of even more clowns. Bringing your hand up to the stinging pain, you realized that one of them had slapped you.

“Are you okay, little mouse?” the first clown asked as you rubbed your face and nodded your head at his question.

“You almost passed out,” the second clown informed you as he put a hand on you back to keep you steady. “Do you want to lay down?”

“Who is this?” one of the clowns in the group asked the clowns you were with while pointing at you.

“This is the girl we caught in the woods,” the first one explained while glaring at the guy who was pointing at you. “Did you manage to catch anyone?”

“Yes,” the clown that pointed at you said with a smirk before two of the clowns in his group pulled a large circus wagon out from behind him. “Here they are!”

You didn’t know what to say but you were terrified for your life, you didn’t want to be put in that with people you don’t know! As you looked at all the peoples faces you noticed that none of your friends were in the wagon so you assumed that they got away. The second clown walked up to you and lead you to the giant tent like house in the middle of the circus before taking you to one of the rooms and locking you inside it.

What’s going on?

You looked around and the room was themed as a trapeze act with the walls painted with clowns doing tricks on the ropes and the bed was a mattress being held up about a foot and a half off the floor by ropes from the ceiling. You hoped that this was all a dream and when you woke up in the morning you would at home in your bed. But sadly that was not the case because when you woke up the next morning you were still in the room with the paintings on the walls.

“Rise and shine sunshine,” the first clown from last night said as he burst into the room. “It’s time to get up!”

Now that you saw him in the light you noticed that he was dressed in all red, red clothes, red makeup, red everything with white accents. You followed him out of the room, scared at what he would do to you if you didn’t listen to him.

“Are you excited for today?” he asked as he lead you down the stairs. “Tough crowd.”

Once you were in the main area you saw the other clowns standing there in there own color coded outfits, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, pink, and black they all looked like the red clown, dressed in only their color with white accents. They all stoped talking when they noticed you and the blue clown stepped forward to guide you to a seat, and you recognized that it was the second clown from last night. You studied each clown and recognized a few body types from last night but some of the clowns you didn’t meet last night since they didn’t meet up with the rest out side of the tent.

“Why am I here?” You asked as the purple clown set food in front of you, this one you didn’t recognize from last night.

“Because you’re cute and I feel like you belong with us,” the red clown said while hugging himself like a freak. “Like you need to be with us or something bad will happen!”

You looked around trying to find a way out when a butcher knife came down an inch away from where your hand was sitting on the table making you look up. At the red clown in horror.

“Don’t even think about it,” he smiled at you while you were trying not to freak out as sweat started forming all around your body. “If it even looks like your trying to make an escape I will lock you away and cut off your hands, feet, eyes, and vocal cords until you are only dependent on us for your safety!”

You looked at the others who were looking at you in a way that told you that they agreed with what the red clown was saying and if you tried to escape they wouldn’t save you. You didn’t want to believe any of this since at this time yesterday you were eating breakfast in your room texting your friends and now you’re trapped with murder crazy clown. As you cried the blue clown walked up to you and picked you up before carrying you back to your room while the pink clown rolled his eyes at you.

[klaus-littlestwolf]

I am suddenly finding myself desperate for a good soulmate Pennywise fic

If anyone knows of any good ones, please send them to me. Pennywise is peak when it comes to monsterfucking 🤣🥵🥵