Crow

Hello!

You can call me crow

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I write headcanons for tfc , sometimes fics.

I'm starting to accept requests now that I have some time to spare.

I don't do nsfw

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Sorry if this one's weird, a friend of mine had mentioned how dog-like Pierrot is, but they're allergic to dogs. So we were laughing about if he were a dog like monster they wouldn't be able to be around him.

Yk what...? I see your friend's vision.

Pierrot:....would shave himself head to toe.

Harlequin: would take you to doc/ would tease you with his hair/fur.

Jester: you have two options he's either going to drop you alongside the entire relationship or toss you off to doctor.

Ticket taker: would be thrilled since it means you'd keep your distance from him.

First, how would they act when they're drunk (almost stumbling or falling over) and happen to run into MC?

And second, how would they react if MC were an artist or painter specifically, and secretly had several paintings of them that represent who they are, even in the most personal ways, because she/he sees them as a muse?

For the painting part, I imagine MC would paint the TFC members as they are or as they feel, without really knowing why she painted them that way. Almost as if she could see parts of them that they don't openly show. There would also be other paintings where they are represented the way they present themselves to others, reflecting the side of them that everyone gets to see.

I don't know if I'm explaining it very well, but I'd love to know what you think.

I really love the way you write!! Sorry if I'm asking for a lot.

Have a great day, afternoon, or night! ;)

Tfc drunk headcanons sound fun! As for the art one, I think each fan views them differently, and most of them would probably be intrigued or happy to be painted or even seen.

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Pierrot: Either he lost a bet, or you told him you wanted some alone time and he took it to mean you hated him He spots you outside the now closed attraction tents, sweeps you into his arms bridal style and smiles nervously

"M-my dear... I'm sorry about our argument earlier. I want nothing more than to be with you no one compares to you, I can't bear being away from you"

Without another word he carries you back to his tent.

Harlequin: On his day off, he decided to drown himself in booze While you waited for him to swing by your house, he was in the doctor's tent, chugging a mixture of vodka and whiskey down his gullet By then, the doctor had ordered him to stay seated for his own safety, even binding his arms to make sure the reptilian clown couldn't weasel his way out before heading off to inform their regal leader.

Only for Harlequin to slip free of the restraints with the help of his tentacles

Meanwhile, as you busied yourself with cooking, you suddenly felt an unusual warmth behind you. Before you even had the chance to turn around, a pair of claws wrapped around your waist. Heavy breaths brushed against your ear.

"Oh, dearest... I didn't mean to keep you waiting. I've been looking forward to our plans."

Jester: He rarely drinks perhaps a glass of white wine on special occasions, But if he ever drank more than he could handle, he'd start speaking whatever was on his mind and instead of his usual elegant mockery, his behavior would take on a slightly sadistic edge

"I've always thought you walk like a newborn deer Tell me, human... have you spent your entire life walking on all fours? It certainly wouldn't surprise me."

Doctor: He wanted to experiment with the effects of alcohol on a monster's mind, to be specific, After all who could describe the symptoms more accurately than the subject himself?

Sadly, he got carried away.

In his drunken state, he mistook you for a cat and proceeded to carry you around the circus, eagerly trying to show Jester the adorable little animal he'd found.

Ticket taker: He'd slowly reminisce about the days of his youth, when the bars he frequented were nothing like those of this century with every sip, a flood of memories would wash over him. The more often his cup rose from the table to his lips, the more he remembered her...and what that man had done to his kind.

Who was he?

And why couldn't he remember that horrible man's na—

The Ringmaster

By the time you entered his tent, you were met with an unusual sight. Books were thrown across his once pristine rug while he sat at his desk, staring blankly ahead as though he were nothing more than a lifeless circus fool.

Slowly, he turned to face you.

"Pet... did I give you permission to enter?"

Your heart sank, just as it had when you first joined the troupe

"I-I... no?" you answered, lowering your head apologetically

He clicked his tongue.

"Clean the floor" he said flatly before fading into a mirror within his tent.

Tell me why I was watching this BIRD documentary Only for the first episode to feature non other THEN DOCTOR from TFC

THE FIRST BIRD TO POP UP TOO

Why does he look like the birds of paradise?

Summary: You're running a fever while a certain clown was doing his nightly visits between dreams and reality. Where exactly are you?

Chapter: 1

wc: 812

A dull flush filing your cheeks as you lay tangled in your ocean-colored blanket

your eyes glassy and unfocused

Fever devouring every inch of your body

Genuinely, the rise of very young tfc fans is bothersome

Weirdest part? I've seen someone blame neko for "making a not so family friendly game because kids play it and will learn something awful "

What do people expect him to do? Go and parent each online kid on rights and wrongs? What happend to keeping an eye on your kids?

What annoys me is that majority of fan hate comes from these kids who can't tell fiction from reality even went so far as to see them saying,

"adult fans are so hateful towards us"

Because the comments were saying you shouldn't be loud and proud about being a minor in this fandom, Nor even touch this material

I AM NOT SAYING GO and attack some kids but lecturing them and informing them that the creator isn't even comfortable with such is an expected response

"But we act so mature"

No, you act your age, which isn't supposed to be here

And like I said SO MUCH HATE can be traced back to them

(None of what I'm saying is canon)

Being a parent isn't an easy job for monsters Sure, MC is human and wouldn't live as long as them, but would've lived long enough to be remembered, at least Having that ripped away would make him lose his marbles and eventually become a paranoid helicopter parent At some point, he realizes how naive he used to be and forces himself to mature since his daughter now only has one parent to rely on He'd become manipulative without ever realizing it exaggerating how scary the outside world is and insisting that she needs to stay by his side at all costs.

I can imagine him reminiscing about his conversations with MC while making breakfast or putting his daughter to bed, thinking about how much MC would've loved seeing her grow up Part of him probably feels guilty that his daughter will never get to meet her other parent He'll cry about it at night, then act completely normal the next morning.

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Oki-dokie

♡ your baby's first word was a curse word, and Harlequin had the audacity to act surprised

♡ he'll watch cartoons with the little one and claim the best character as him

♡ one time while he was sewing his puppets, he used his tentacles to reach for some paint but ultimately forgot that tentacle was holding the baby and hadn't realized he dropped his own kid till he heard crying behind him

♡ he avoids talking about his own parents like the PLAGUE

♡ he encourages his kid to prank the rest of the circus members

Think of him handing his kid a bunch of firecrackers to place under the pierrots stage

"Oh kiddo, come on when i was your age. I lived to terrorize adults"

" Is that why grandpa and grandma don't talk to you anymore, Daddy?"

Harlequin sighed loudly before turning to the young halfing with a sharp gaze. "Seu pestinha," He whispered curtly