This story follows along the female MC who found a couple of monsters and took them back home with her and eventually making a circus with them. She was the ringmaster even after she said she didn't want a part in it. A certain jester told her, she has them to take care of her just like how she took care of them so she agreed. The monsters adored her and was the ONLY human who they somehow Trusted. She fed them a lot, she took of their wounds, she comforted them but this one day the ringmaster ran away because of an incident with one of the monsters and she never came back and when the circus arrived at a town, they saw her but she wasn't the same person they remembered and she didn't remember them, they are just strangers to her now. ------------------------ This is a fem mc x the freak circus and you get to date all of them but mostly Pierrot and Harlequin The ringmaster is my oc but just for this story I made my oc as the mc Ringmaster au

(Cover isn't mine, credits to artist) In the circus where monsters were trapped and enslaved for exploitation of the ringmaster. starvation, exhaustion and used for entertainment of the humans. Lucky enough to live yet unlucky soo much they were tortured endlessly. Acting for the eyes of the humans that took amusement in their sorrow, whipped for obedience, and chained by shackles that were solid and iron. They were trapped in the endless torture of the hands of the ringmaster and the devils in the human skin they took pride in that! They took pleasure into diciplining and torturing them either be it physically, mentally or emotionally... Humans are sick living creatures, Devils some say or even saints...None of it matters...Humans are all the same... Everything and nothing...All stemmed from their very core and soul. They laugh, They cry, They smile, They frown, They lie, They sin, They forgive, They hurt, They believe, everything they do... Is absolutely sickening or fake. That is of course what the monsters believed... afterall who wouldn't... after they had been through... Tricked, Enslaved, Exploited. Never letting them forget who is the 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 and who is the 𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙨. 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘾𝙄𝙍𝘾𝙐𝙎 𝙒𝘼𝙎 𝙃𝙀𝙇𝙇! Absolutely tortrous, mental-tolling, absurdly ridiculously painful... Yet whatever happened, they will never let it happen again... 𝙉𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. They were free now... Free... Freedom tasted soo sweet , They made sure... 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙖𝙗𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 ... 𝙏𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. And all thanks to that mysterious stranger. Freed them from despair and misery. Broke the shackles. Killed the master. And Saved them. He was... *error* *error* Name deleted... name deleted. Their saviour wiped them

𓂃. ࣪⋆🔪˚ ༘ 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐬 𝐱 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𖦹 . ⋅˚₊. .✦ ݁˖ ❝Don't bite the bullet; the audience loves it when you pretend that you're not trapped.❞ ˚˖ 𓍢ִ໋ 𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒 ˚ [Name] has been convinced for a while now that he's living inside a simulation: after all, every decision he makes seem to branch into the same outcome, as if it has already been prewritten. And yet, no matter what happens, everything eventually resets and loops back as though none of it ever truly occurred. So now, a new thought keeps on creeping in his mind: what if he breaks out of the simulation by doing the choices he's never done before? He know that it would be courting death, but he's willing to bite the bullet just to escape this simulation. 𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒 ⋆˚𖥔 ݁ ˖𓂃.☘︎ ݁˖ ━━ ( ❝CREDITS❞ ) © bite the bullet ➤ yuzhong © the freak circus ➤ nekobueno / garula

The story is about a man who got suck in a digital horror game after he had fallen asleep, he had played each route but unfortunately some of the route still on developing which he haven't gone to far from the games (It's my first time making a story) Characters x M/reader (I'm a fan of BxB stories, and if your uninterested of homosexuals, that's okay. You have a lot of option to read from someone else's work.) warning: Author take their sweet time as they take a long time to update, be aware. Also, bad grammer, take your risk. (Recommend make a comment about it for me to learn my mistake) Disclaimer: I do not own it and the game is real, the name of the game is The Freak Circus. Game developer: Garula (Also referred to as Neko Bueno in comments)

The Freak Circus x Fem!Reader "They're freaks!" "Everything changed when they arrived!" "Go back to wherever hellhole you freaks came from!!" Humans, say that they were the higher beings. They believe so and they live with that belief. One would be superior to the other. A silent competition amongst them. Yet, they didn't even know of the monsters who lurked amongst their very shadows. Here they come, The Freak Circus of Horrors. A cluster of clowns and jesters who came from nowhere. A travelling circus has sent foot to your town, receiving doubtful and judging glares from the locals. Who wouldn't be freaked out? A series of clowns showed up for their circus performances at night. What differs them from the usual circuses? They mainly create scares. Horror were their theme of performance. Their undeniably eerie behavior had creeped out most of the locals. Even their appearances were freaking them out. The sharp grins. Tiny slits for eyes that glowed menacingly every performance. Not to you, though. They were somewhat... erm... attractive, in their own way. A freak you were in your own way. You weren't very special, just seen as a weird individual as a kid before everything even settled on your pretty little head. Already labeled as the weirdo by the kids your age. You didn't care. Not anymore. Maybe that's what attracted them to you. It's how different you were to the usual human personality that they were so used to. Especially him. Oh, to him, you were an angel, something special who sees him as something more than who he is... and he needs you. To keep believing. He needs your eyes on him. Your skin, hands, everything about you. He needs all of you, all to himself. He wouldn't let the others get you. You were his. I do not own any of the characters of The Freak Circus. All credits to Neko Bueno, original creator of the game "The Freak Circus" and its characters.

"Why-why, God?!" he hisses under his breath, voice barely louder than the crackle of the lanterns as he walks the perimeter of the campsite. "You hate me or something? Why out of all people did I have to end up as the background character in a game that's not even finished?" The circus caravans sit quietly for now, wheels half-sunk into the dirt from travel, paint peeling from too many roads and too many promises. Canvas tents are still being raised farther in, stakes hammered into the ground with dull, rhythmic thuds. It's early-before everything. Before names turn into legends. Before stories rot into warnings. "Thank the lord I haven't met them yet," he mutters, rubbing his gloved hands together more out of nerves than cold. "So if I do... just don't screw it up. Don't be a total abusive dick." Fanart for cover credited to My discord server member and good friend Lulu!

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, you are an immortal who has long since lost your will to live, only for you to encounter a traveling circus troupe who live solely to entertain. You are hungry for entertainment, and they too, are hungry to entertain. ╰┈➤ ❝ 𝗪𝗵𝘆, 𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗻'𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 ❞ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: March 2, 2026 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: [𝙫𝙖𝙧! 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙘𝙞𝙧𝙘𝙪𝙨 𝙭 𝙛.𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧]

A typical isekai strory that takes place in The Freak Circus universe in the past- Wait, in the past?! What do you mean I get to save the cast AND Columbina from the humans?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY SEE ME AS THEIR SAVIOR! I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE REPULSING HUMAN!

"Tu eres todo lo que necesito y, pronto, yo seré todo lo que tú necesitas".

‎‧₊˚🎭[𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗼𝗹❟ 𝘄𝗲'𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗼 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱｡｡｡]⭐˚₊‧ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ 🎪 ⋯⋅๑┈•✦ Rescatar a su mejor amiga nunca estuvo en sus planes para año nuevo. De hecho, se veía a si misma en casa, disfrutando de aquella serie de la que tanto hablaban y no en medio de una función donde estaba por perder la vida. ______________ ______________, mesera común en una cafetería común, ahora estaba dispuesta a sobrevivir en medio de monstruos caníbales para rescatar a Carol. Desafortunadamente la vida es una bastarda y cree que no hay mejor forma para lograr su objetivo que dándole un payaso obsesionado y un elenco que la tiene en la mira como plato principal. Que belleza... ◣◥◣◥◤◢◤◢◣◥◣◥◤◢◤◢◣◥◣◥◤ ⤹ Posibles actualizaciones lentas y poco constantes. ⤹ Posibles faltas ortográficas y/o gramaticales. ⤹ El dibujo de la portada NO ES DE MI PERTENENCIA. Créditos a @/crisphirain en Twitter/X.