Steampenny was another request from my IG stories. I had the idea that his back could have copper spikes and that candles in this world are just doing what they want... So this happened My idea is that Indra meets up with Steampenny after a long type of her working and him terrorizing the neighbourhood of 1800-something. The reoccuring theme of me drawing him in a dark room with candles was actually inspired by the music video to the song "The Last Steampunk Waltz" by Ghostfire: https://youtu.be/SsBg1EJMEg0

ANd yes, I had to add a steampun!

(I just love these two, so I decided to give them some love. ^^. So have fun^^ Female version is below.)

Male

Y/N groaned as he awoke, turning his head away from the sun beams that shone through the window directly into his face. Blinking his eyes open, he let a yawn escape his throat, stretching himself before sitting up, rubbing the sleep out of his beautiful orbs.

“Morning, beautiful.”, a deep voice purred from beside him, and a smile made its way onto his face as he recognized it, turning his head towards the older clown that was laying next to him, a cigarette in his hands, grinning his typical grin. “Morning.”, Y/N mumbled, unable to form full sentences since his mind still dreamt happily on. He laughed and pulled him against him, wrapping his free arm around his body, nuzzling his face against his. “Having slept well?”, he asked and smiled softly. The human nodded, laying his head on his chubby chest, feeling his ungloved hand running through his hair, a deep purr rumbling through his body.

“Yeah. But the sun woke me up. Damn thing.”, he growled playfully, and the older clown chuckled, blowing smoke through his nose. “Be happy that it’s shining. Otherwise, it would be really cold outisde.”, he laughed, showing off his teeth, and Y/N could not help but smile. He was right he wouldn’t be here otherwise, with his murderous clowns Pen and Penny.” He turned his head towards the younger clown who was still sound asleep, mouth open, drooling all over the sheets. The human would have to clean it later, but he didn’t mind. To be honest, he was happy that he had to, so he knew that this all was not a dream, that those demonic clowns really were there, cuddling with him.

“How long have you been awake?”, Y/N asked and turned his head towards the clown, reaching out to pet him, getting an adorable purr out of him, pressing his head against his palm. “Quite a while.”

He laughed silently, wanting to get up to make himself breakfast, but before he could, Pennywise’s grip tightened around his chest. “Nu-uh, beautiful. You’re staying here.”, he growled softly and rolled to the side, trapping him underneath his arms and legs, careful not to crush him with his height and weight, killing his cigarette in the process so that he would not hurt him (or burn his damn house down). “Pen, come on! I’m hungry, and I also have work today.”, Y/N yelped, but were ignored by the older clown, who buried his face into his hair, taking his scent in with his huge, red nose he liked to honk once in a while to annoy him.

The human sighed, knowing that there was no room for arguing. Even if he would manage get out of his grip, he would simply get him back, and when he’s unlucky, Penny, his nickname for the younger clown, would wake up and then, he wouldn’t be even able to move because he would be crushed between two demonic clowns that eat children but love to cuddle until Y/N forget his own name.

“I hate you.” He chuckled at his human’s words, knowing that they were not meant to hurt him. “I love you too, beautiful.” He heard a low, hissing sound that he knew all too well, and Y/N turned his head towards the taller but younger clown, who was glaring at the both of them, clearly jealous of the attention he and Pen got for each other.

“Hey.”, he smiled and reached out for him, chuckling as he nuzzled into the palm of his hand, purring softly. The older clown laughed roughly and reached out of ruffle through his younger counterpart’s hair, grinning as the other growled, clearly angered by that he messed his hair up. “Morning Junior.”

The younger clown didn’t answer, cuddling up to them instead, trying to get as close to him as possible. Y/N chuckled and turned a little bit, wrapping both of his arms around their necks as he relaxed back. Maye he really should stay in bed today. The weather outside was bad, he was not feeling like he wanted to get out of bed today, and he had his cuddly clowns next to you.

What could be better. Right, absolutely nothing.

Female

Y/N groaned as she awoke, turning her head away from the sun beams that shone through the window directly into her face. Blinking her eyes open, she let a yawn escape her throat, stretching herself before sitting up, rubbing the sleep out of her beautiful orbs.

“Morning, beautiful.”, a deep voice purred from beside her, and a smile made its way onto her face as she recognized it, turning her head towards the older clown that was laying next to her, a cigarette in his hands, grinning his typical grin. “Morning.”, Y/N mumbled, unable to form full sentences since her mind still dreamt happily on. He laughed and pulled her against him, wrapping his free arm around her body, nuzzling his face against hers. “Having slept well?”, he asked and smiled softly. The human nodded, laying her head on his chubby chest, feeling his ungloved hand running through her hair, a deep purr rumbling through his body.

“Yeah. But the sun woke me up. Damn thing.”, she growled playfully, and the older clown chuckled, blowing smoke through his nose. “Be happy that it’s shining, or else it would be pretty cold outside.”, he laughed, showing off his sharp teeth, and Y/N could not help but smile. He was right, she wouldn’t be here otherwise, with her murderous clowns Pen and Penny . She turned her head towards the younger clown who was still sound asleep, mouth open, drooling all over the sheets. The human would have to clean it later, but she didn’t mind. To be honest, she was happy that she had to, so she knew that this all was not a dream, that those demonic clowns really were there, cuddling with her.

“How long have you been awake?”, Y/N asked and turned her head towards the clown, reaching out to pet him, getting an adorable purr out of him, pressing his head against her palm. “Quite a while.”

She laughed silently, wanting to get up to make herself breakfast, but before she could, Pennywise’s grip tightened around her chest. “Nu-uh, beautiful. You’re staying here.”, he growled softly and rolled to the side, trapping her underneath his arms and legs, careful not to crush her with his height and weight, killing his cigarette in the process so that he would not hurt her (or burn her damn house down). “Pen, come on! I’m hungry, and I also have work today.”, Y/N yelped, but were ignored by the older clown, who buried his face into her hair, taking her scent in with his huge, red nose she liked to honk once in a while to annoy him.

The human sighed, knowing that there was no room for arguing. Even if she would manage get out of his grip, he would simply get her back, and when she’s unlucky, Penny, her nickname for the younger clown, would wake up and then, she wouldn’t be even able to move because she would be crushed between two demonic clowns that eat children but love to cuddle until Y/N forget her own name.

“I hate you.” He chuckled at his human’s words, knowing that they were not meant to hurt him. “I love you too, beautiful.” She heard a low, hissing sound that she knew all too well, and Y/N turned her head towards the taller but younger clown, who was glaring at the both of them, clearly jealous of the attention she and Pen got for each other.

“Hey.”, she smiled and reached out for him, chuckling as he nuzzled into the palm of her hand, purring softly. The older clown laughed roughly and reached out of ruffle through his younger counterpart’s hair, grinning as the other growled, clearly angered that he messed his hair up. “Morning Junior.”

The younger clown didn’t answer, cuddling up to them instead, trying to get as close to her as possible. Y/N chuckled and turned a little bit, wrapping both of her arms around their necks as she relaxed back. Maye she really should stay in bed today. The weather outside was bad, she was not feeling like she wanted to get out of bed today, and she had her cuddly clowns next to her.

Are you still his little girl, Beverly?? by Bembiann