[currently undergoing major editing / rewriting] You thought you'd seen it all: clowns, a tall faceless guy who had arms longer than his torso, and a man with a smile cut into his face. After spending so many years seeing what shouldn't be seen, you were completely and utterly unbothered. So you thought. When you were handed the opportunity to spite your childhood nightmare, you took it, accepting that you would have to interact with one of his minions. He was polite, funny, and appreciative, so what could go wrong? Surely you weren't going to fulfil both of his dreams at once. (this is a work of fiction. all the Pastas belong to their original creators, as do any images used. they are not real, nor am i saying that they are. the only thing i own is the plot and any OCs. please do not re-write my work. this is not a romanticisation.)

The reader is going to be kept as gender neutral as possible Still working on this cuz I made this on a whim so the plot is a bit everywhere Sun and Moon are separate humans in the story There's going to be angst, implied NSFW/smut *cover art is not mine*