The Harlequin is obsessed but the Pierrot won't leave you alone for even a minute. He wants and can't wait any longer. He is hungry. <Image isn't mine> <Fanfiction of The Freak Circus by Garula> <Y/N x Pierrot in the beginning> <Pierrot x Harlequin in the end>

Los cómics no me pertenecen. Fueron elegidos para su deleite ヘ⁠(⁠￣⁠ω⁠￣⁠ヘ⁠) Créditos a todos los creadores de los cómics Y créditos al creador o creadora de la portada.

got inspired by @ReaderOfWhatNow go check em out they're actually so good at writing what oh they also made this cover full creds to them don't steal or i'll find your address this is more of a practice for writing angst since i'm absolute BUNS at it ✌️(this is also technically my first time if it ain't obvious enough by now) ghostcapsule peak yesterday today tomorrow forEVER. "My dear Connie, I am capable-yet barely able to accept this, but these words will never reach you. I still sit at my beside, hoping that you'll return to my side with that prideful grin of yours. I hope you will laugh it off when you see how you've pranked me so well. How you've done it. I hope you will be gleeful as the world around us begins to return to color. I hope you'll annoy me for the rest of our lives with this success. I've lost the luxuries in your absence-I feel as if I've forgotten how to be confident, how to be cheerful. I can still acknowledge Finn's efforts to help with this, but I don't think it'll work. He's said less fishy jokes, if that can somehow get you to come back. Hoarding treasures without you spooking anyone feels worse. Flutter won't even reprimand me when I try to snag a few things and leave it in that chest in your room. Yes, I'm fully aware of its existence. You'd probably laugh at me for being miserable, but I'd argue back with whether or not you were really confident about everyone else caring. But: even if the other Toons slowly forgot about you or get replaced by another drop-off from the Train, I'll remember you. Even if you end up possessing a different form, body, or even a stranger's soul, I'll never mistaken those smirks and the dramatic cackles you'd have to creep out eavesdroppers. This is my last vow for you in return of yours-I won't ever lose hope for you. You said you'd return, so I'll be right here by the gates with the key in my hand. With all the love a capsule can hold."