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as if they were holding your hand

Harlequin

The grip is confident, almost possessive, with fingers clasped tightly together as if they have no intention of letting go. There is energy and impulsiveness in this gesture, as if to say, “I'm holding you, so you're with me.”

Jester

This is not a rough grasp, but a playful intertwining—a light, almost dance-like touch. The fingers are bent gently, as if the gesture is accompanied by a binary smile or bow.

Doctor

The grip is calm and supportive, not squeezing, but holding. The fingers gently wrap around yours, as if checking your pulse or simply letting you feel his beloved patient nearby.

Ticket Taker

Here, the gesture is more formal and gentle. The fingers are not intertwined, but touch each other lightly. It resembles a gallant touch or a polite gesture of accompaniment.

Pierrot

HeartTaker?

Yessir

He fucks so hard

thank you @nihildenial for making me aware that this picture of The Big Sexy™ exists

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Pose inspo: Stranger Than Friends manga

@that-one-weird-simp (shout out to my ask box not letting me answer this normally!)

So I really love this but since we are kinda early in released story I made random guesses based off the imges on some physical appearances! Hopefully it’s close to how they are ment to be lol

Also damn I didn’t realize how little of em is shown I can’t wait to be completely wrong

Hope this is good!

Very vague slight nsft things, can do another explicitly for that if you want!

Showing their monster forms to you

The Freak Show of Horrors Oneshots

Artist Credit to: @naibuding!

Divider Credits to: @firefly-graphics!

Warning: Mildly Suggestive

Summary: How would each of the circus cast react to you giving them a "gift"?

Smother them in Kisses! (TFC/Reader)

Pierrot

It was ten minutes before his show, and he was making sure everything was set. Did he perk up over the sound of your voice calling his name. 

“Yes, my dear?” he asked. Unaware of the mischievous smile on your face. “Can I give you something before your show? Think of it like a… good luck charm.”

“You… You wish to gift me something? Yes, yes, please! I’ll happily treasure it!” Pierrot happily spoke, his smile widening at the thought of you gifting him something special to him and only him. “Ok, but you have to close your eyes first and lean a little down for me.”

Without a single question, he leaned down and closed his eyes. His heart raced in anticipation until he felt your warm hands on his face. Then it was your lips that he felt against his face, his eyes opening in shock. “My- My dear- hhmp!”

Heavy breaths echoed in the backstage as he clung to your waist, his nails clinging to your waist as your lips left his mask. “My- My love, meu amor- hnng,” he whined. 

So soft, your lips are so soft and warm against his mask. It feels like his heart is about to combust from the amount of love you have given him. “My dear, please, more. Please, don’t stop,” he begged. His knees are buckling as he tries so so hard not to fall over. 

One last kiss on the nose, you leaned your head back and smiled proudly at the mess you made of him. Panting heavily and eyes blown out as he falls onto his knees, his hands never leaving your waist like it was a lifeline. “My dear,” he whispered. “That was a beautiful good luck kiss you have gifted me. May I ask for more?”

Patting his cheek, you pulled his hands away and grazed your lips against his knuckles. Making his breath stutter as he looked intensely at your lips, silently pleading. A keen whine escaped his throat as you finally graced your lips against his hands. “One more, may I please ask for one more!”

You put a finger to his lips and gently patted his cheek. “Later, Pierrot. You’re going to be late for your show and I don’t think Jester will be too happy to see you late. I promise, after your show, I’ll give you…” You lean forward to his ear. Your breath tickled his ear as you whispered a promise to him. “I’ll give you alllll the good luck kisses you could ever ask for.”

That seemed to break him as his shoulders shuddered and he leaned forward to your body. “Promise?” he begged, drool slipping out of his mouth. 

“Promise.”

Harlequin

“Harlequin?” You called out for him. Weaving past the curtains, you see him in the backstage area. Doing one last routine check on his puppets, making sure there were no creases or damage. “Oh? Dear one? Did you come here to see me?”

“Well, who else is here in this room I wanted to see? I know it’s only 10 minutes before your show, but I wanted to give you something. Think of it like a… good luck charm.”

He raised an eyebrow at that and leaned a little closer to you, a cheeky smile on his face. “Oh? A good luck charm that you made just for me? How adorable, dear one.” 

While he doesn’t need luck, you put in hours of hard work to give it to him? How can he deny what you made? He cruelly smirked at the idea of showing off your gift to Pierrot after, already picturing his face. 

“Close your eyes first!” you said, and he obeyed your order. Waving your hand in front of his face to make sure, you withheld your smile as he waited patiently. Holding your breath, you lean close to his face and press a quick kiss on his nose. That seemed to startle him as he opened his eyes quickly. But you weren’t finished just yet. 

Grabbing his face, you began your assault of kisses on his face. Laughs bubbling from your chest as he sputtered and his hands on your wrist as his face began to heat up. 

“If you wanted to kiss me- hah- you could've just- mmphah- asked.” He couldn’t help but let a moan slip out. Getting slowly drunk on your kisses as he melts in your hands. “Don’t stop, kitten. Hah- don't- mmph!”

As you kissed his face, his mind was starting to melt. One of his hands on your wrist slowly moved to your waist and the other interlocking with your fingers. Pulling you closer as your breaths mix and time slows as you kiss him.

One last on his lips, a tender one, was the kiss that seemed to break him. Pulling your lips away to see the damage, stifling your laugh as he tries so hard to be mad, but his red cheeks and destroyed look soften it. “Ok, ok, I’ll leave you alone to finish anything else you had to- ah!”

“Where do you think you're going, dear one?” He asked, trapping you against the wall. “Less than 10 minutes before my show, right? That’s enough time for me to unravel you and finish what you started.”

Jester

10 minutes before his show, and you were kinda nervous. Your heart was racing as you entered his purple tent and took a big breath. Well, here goes nothing. “Uhh, Jester? Are you here?”

There was a hand on your shoulder that made you jump and turn around, a hand over your heart to calm it. “Hello, dear pet. What has spurred you to come to my tent unannounced?”

“Ah, Jester!” you yelped, holding a hand over your chest. You took a step back as you tried to calm your racing heart, much to his amusement. “I- I came to see you real quick before your show. I wanted to gift you a little good luck charm that I made.”

“Oh, how adorable, pet. But luck is subjective, merely a belief that many believe to maintain their illusion of control. And yet, you wish to gift me a charm that brings luck? How adorable. But I suppose I’ll allow it.”

Well, if he kills you afterwards, it was worth it. 

“Please, close your eyes. It’s a surprise, I swear!” Hesitating for a second, he closed his eyes. Then, on your tippy toes, you reached for his face and pressed a kiss on his cheek. Warmth spreads on your cheeks as you step back and he slowly opens his eyes. Surprise flickers for a second before he masks it with his smile. “My, my, what a bold little pet you are.”

He stepped forward, his eyes glowing and his smile widening as he leaned down. “You’re willing to go that far to trick me for a mere kiss, aren't you? Now, darling, are you prepared for the consequences?”

Doctor

“Hello, Sweetie.”

“Hello, Doctor.”

You spoke the moment you entered his tent, arms behind your back as you watched Doctor doing one of his works. Watching him closely as his fingers work with precise precision as he takes apart the poor human on the operating table. “So, Doctor.” You spoke, swallowing whatever was stuck in your throat. 

“Yes?”

“Do you mind if I were to… give you a gift? It’s not much, but I took a lot of care into it. And I hoped that you would like it. It’s a… good luck charm.” You spoke, rocking back and forth on your feet as your heart leapt as he turned his attention to you. 

“A gift? For me? How intriguing.” He said, his head cocked to the side. You asked him to close his eyes and to lean down. Trying your best to calm your racing heart so as not to give away your plan, you pressed your hands against his crow mask and pressed a kiss on the beak. 

Pulling away, he was silent as ever as he leaned back and reached for his notepad. “Interesting reaction. You took advantage of deceiving me by the promise of a gift to kiss me. Your little trick has an effect on me and my heart, hmm, further observations must be studied. Sweetie, will you help me with my research?”

Ticket Taker

“Ah, dear guest. What brought you over to my tent?” Ticket taker asked. “I wanted to see you before we open the circus in ten minutes. I wanted to give you something beforehand, so I made it myself. Think of it as a good luck charm.”

Staring at you for a moment, an eyebrow raised in curiosity. “A good luck charm? Why gift me something so insignificant?”

“Well, uh- I just wanted to do something nice for you. I’ve seen how hard you work to keep up with the circus and the guests that visit. I just thought it would be a… nice gesture for you.” Slightly disappointed, you rubbed your wrist, a habit you had to reassure yourself. 

He glances at your hands and your face, letting out a sigh as he steps forward. “Very well.” He outstretched his hand, awaiting your gift, only for you to ask another request. 

“... You’re aware I’m not quite fond of surprises, dear guest?” He asked as he closed his eyes. “I’m aware, but… I think you’re going to like what I’m going to give you. Now, lean down a bit.” 

“How bold of you to ask for more from me.”

“I promise, it’s nothing that would bring harm.” You assured him, waiting for him to lean down and you pressed a kiss on his cheek. Smiling cheekily as his eyes burst open. “Hehe, that’s your good luck charm from me. Uh, sorry if I tricked you, I just wanted to surprise you with a small kiss.”

I think this would sum up his reaction

If its okay, could I request tfc x reader where they find out MC is a musician/composer who also has synesthesia? Even through there are different types of synesthesia, I personally am able to see colors with sounds and numbers which helps in my music since I also play multiple instruments (mainly single-reeded woodwinds and piano).

I am not sure if this was already done before, but if it is, I apologize. Again, thank you so much!

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Pierrot

- He always loved the way you are, how perfect and kind you can be. Then to his surpise he sees a ukelele case next to your bed when he came to visit you aftr your shift.

- You were really tired that day and chose to immediately go home with how much your back was killing you from standing up for so long, so Pierrot decided to spend time with you at your apartment.

- "Angel, do you play that little guitar?" He asks with excitment and curiosity, never expecting his angel to have such talent.

- Then you explain to him how you have musical synesthesia, an ability to see colors when you play the ukulele. He thought it was magic at first and wanted to see you do it.

- He felt a little sad when you told him that only you could see it, still you gave him some of your past illustrations of what you see when you play your ukelele and he was amazed to say the least.

- That explains why you always look around when you play your ukelele.

Harlequin

- He never expected you to be the type of person to play instruments— no less the drums. - He would ask you to play for him; maybe a drum cover of his favorite phonk song.

- So you played a drum cover of a song you thought he'd like, seeing a few of his favorite colors flying around as your drum sticks hit the snare and cymbal. You couldn't help but laugh when you saw his favorite colors bouncing around the two of you.

- He thought you were going crazy at first until you explained to him that you have musical synesthesia. He found it very unique and compared it to confetti to understand.

- You also taught him how to play the drums a bit.

Jester

- It would shock him to find out that you'd play the Cello of all instruments. -He would think of possibly having you around the circus grounds to attract visitors

- You definitely picked up the Cello because you were inspired by laufey and found out how much potential you can do.

- You would definitely play chopin to Jester if you ever invite him over (since the cello is very heavy), he would be impressed and watch you eagerly.

- The entire time you play; you see colors flickering and dancing around Jester, like it's enveloping him in a hug.

- He gets confused why you're trailing your eyes around him so intensely but he likes the attention, when you do mention that you can see lights and such.

- He'll metion how during the time you were playing; it felt like he was being caressed by a red silk cloth as if to tempt and be affectionate with him.

The Doctor

- You like playing the piano, to you it felt elegant and fancy so it wouldn't come to a surpise that you'd play a piece for him.

- You explain how you can see colors and lights when you play or hear music and it immediately riles him up.

- He'd take you back to his tent and ask you draw while you listen to music, wanting to see your different reactions and interpretation based on different types of music.

- He would keep the sketches and would once and a while look at it when he misses you.

Ticket Taker

- Come to his suprise when you can play the Harp, so elegant and gentle.

- He would agree with Jester into possibly have you by the circus grounds to entice people in.

- When he hears you play for the first time; he feels relaxed like he would usually be after hours. He would also notice that you'd be looking around a lot.

-When you explain that you can see colors and lights then he'd be very curious and would want to know more, he would try to play around the reflection of light on mirrors to try and visualize it himself based on your explanation.

- He would once and a while check on you if you're playing the harp, and if you do then he'd listen through one of his pocket mirrors.

Jester doodle 💜

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