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ART THE CLOWN MASTERLIST plus more to come

First fic

Second fic

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Currently going through Outlast Trials brain rot so here’s a fun Yandere Platonic Mother Gooseberry thought!

Platonic Yandere Mother Gooseberry becomes smitten upon seeing reagent reader to the point where she views you as an actual daughter that she can take care of.

Kidnaps you and forces you to wear pretty dresses with bows and frills basically treating you like her own doll. Straps you down into a chair bond as she plays with your hair and does your makeup. The makeup of course being blood and other people’s skinned faces placed on top of yours.

Is extremely overprotective of you and always keeps her eye on you at all time.

Calls you her precious little baby and coddles you with hugs and kisses much to your discomfort.

Always defends you whenever Doctor Futterman ever says anything mean or negative about you. Please don’t hurt my baby’s feelings she’s a good girl…

Loves to constantly examine and look at your teeth to make sure they’re nice and clean, can’t have any cavities!

Sings lullabys and tunes to you and forces you to dance with her. Though it’s hard to keep focus with that puppet’s drill constantly ringing in your ears.

Hates seeing you cry. Always wipes your teary face and promises to always keep you happy.

“Why must you cry sweetie?”

“PROBABLY BECAUSE SHE’S EMBARRASSED TO HAVE YOU AS A MOTHER HA!”

“Now now daddy, that wasn’t very nice.”

Having to deal with the arguing between her and her “father” has put your head in a spin. One moment Gooseberry is smothering you with her love and words of affection and in the same moment you’re being called every derogatory name and word in the book by that damned goose puppet.

If any other reagent gets too close to you or even tries to touch you Gooseberry would not hesitate to carve a new smile on their faces.

At a certain point she insists you’re too vulnerable for others and locks you away somewhere in the trial grounds where no one could find you.

Trying to escape had only gotten you severely punished as she would cry and wail for you if she sees you’re gone. If she catches you escaping she’ll say to herself you’re probably just confused and you didn’t mean to actually run away from mother.

“Why would try to run from mother dear? Don’t you love me?”

Punishment for escaping would be letting you starve by having no food for a day or a forceful and painful examination on your teeth with no anesthesia or any numbing.

“I know it hurts darling, but it’s for your own good.”

Though when it comes time to eat for real she’ll strap you down into a makeshift high chair and forceful spoon feed you much to your embarrassment.

“Can you open wide for mommy? Here comes the airplane~.”

“AND TRY NOT TO MAKE A MESS YOU DUMB SOW!”

She’ll always have a new game for you to play with her consisting of mostly hide and seek. Though in reality it’s you actually trying to run away from her but she always ends up finding you. Patty cake is very obsolete however.

She’ll gift you with dolls and teddy bears left around the trial grounds for you. Even though the toys themselves are always disheveled, broken and dirty but in her mind she sees them as perfect presents for you.

She tells you the dingy children mannequins around the Amusement Park and Orphanage are your younger siblings and that they make good company for when she’s not around to tend to you.

Essentially just treats you like one big infant with the constant cooing, cheek pinches and words of affection. She even tucks you in you and reads you bedtime stories. Most of which are just her making up grim stories with her “dad” commentating and cracking jokes at how his daughter tells the story just leaving you confused and both mortified by how twisted both of their minds are. Although it mostly just one insane mind let’s be real.

You basically lost all hope and courage trying to leave her or escaping. All you can do is just let this insane woman coddle and suffocate you with her love. All your energy has been sucked out of you dry, all you can do is just smile at her with tears in your eyes. This is your life now.

I..l-love you m-m-mommy….”

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More Yandere!Art x Reader thoughts

First fic found here

After the traumatic events that unfolded on you on Halloween night you are in a constant state of anxiety and fear. After the investigation the deranged face painted killer who caused your stress and the death of your “friends” is still on the loose and now knows your name.

You have trouble sleeping at night and start to become sleep deprived. Much like on the night before Halloween you have dream with Art.

Instead of being wed to the mime again in a nightmarish setting you are lying on a dank and broken bed with no sheets or covers just a dirty mattress with a busted headboard. Wearing a long white nightgown that reaches to your ankles you’re in a frightened daze as you recall the wedding ceremony from your nightmare days ago. Around the filthy dark room, dead flowers in vases scattered the room with decaying pedals on the concrete ground. Ripped up moldy stuffed animals sitting on chairs and others broken pieces of furniture. The room was in a disgusting disarray as the air felt colder.

You can’t seem to find your voice and can’t only whimper as you’re frozen in fear. You practically feel glued to the bed and can’t seem to move an inch from the dirty spot. Your terrified tear filled eyes scan the sketchy bedroom.

You scan your arms and upon viewing your hands you felt the whole world stop as you spot the same plastic ring on your finger. You silently sobs to yourself as you can tell what’s about to unfold.

It’s your honeymoon

Your ears are meet with the with the sound of heavy but fast paced footsteps as you look up slowly to see your capture now husband in your view. The same “man” who ruined your life and mutilated innocent people in front of your eyes, is now holding two wine glasses in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other as he has his same sinister smile. He approaches the bed and places the two clear glasses to the side as he stares and smiles wildly at you.

You can only whimper as you look him in his dead yet expressive eyes. His same over exaggerated expressions are still put into play as he sits cross cross in front of you on the broken bed. He just stares at you. Just smiling and no motion.

Before you can speak you’re suddenly spooked as he whips his right arm up fast to your face causing you to flinch and sob at his sudden fast movement. It’s a flower, but it appears to be a fake feather one magicians use. You only stare at the red fake flower as he starts to get slightly impatient from your lack of movement.

With a shaky hand you accept his gift. He responds by putting both hands on his chest where his heart would be and gives you a soft loving look. He leans forward to boop your nose, his sudden touch gives you the chills. He puts a finger up to tell you to wait as he reaches over behind you to grab the two wine glasses and the bottle of wine.

He hands you one glass as you had no choice but to accept the seemingly clean glass. With a fake flower in one hand and glass in another you watch in anticipation wondering what he’ll do next. He takes his sweet time tapping and examining the glass bottle before he opens it with a pop. The loud pop makes his eyes widen in responses as he looks at you and silently snickers. After uncorking the top off he brings your glass forward to him as he pours the condiments into the glass and what poured out shocked you.

Instead of red wine, thick dark bloody like liquid spewed from the bottle and into your glass. You started to finally find your voice as he continued to pour the liquid practically overflowing your glass.

“S-sto-“ but before you can finish you notice small movements in the dark red drink and saw what appeared to be small maggots swimming and squirming into your glass.

You make a loud audible groan and cry of discomfort as he ends up spilling the disgusting concoction on your snow white gown. You watch in complete disbelief and horror as the red liquid touches your bare skin and dress with the maggots still moving sporadically all over your lap. Art does nothing but smile in glee as he pours himself a cup before raising it to the sky above his head to prepare a toast for you and him. Still in shock you end up dropping the fake flower he offered you earlier as he clinks his glass to yours. You look up and see the happy clown chug down the freakish drink with no problem. As he finishes his drink, licking his lips and using a part of the bed sheet to dab his face like a napkin before kissing his fingers and raising his hand in the air to signify that he enjoyed the drink.

You felt like gagging as you continued to hold the vile drink in your shaking hand not sure what to do. You felt tears steam down your face as you became frozen again fearing what he’ll do next.

“Please, I’m sorry if I did anything to you. J-J-Just let me….”

He looks at you in your terrified eyes as he gives you a confused look. He reaches for your hand slowly. You felt your throat tighten at the contact. He brings your right hand up to your face and points at the ring on the your finger. The same fake plastic one he gifted to you on Halloween night. He points to it before making a “see?” Like expression to you. You start to shake your head as brings your sweaty hand to his black lips, kissing it tenderly and sweet.

You’re completely broken, was this a dream or real life? Are you really this insane man’s wife? Your head drowned in questions as he pulled your hand forward again putting it behind his head as he leaned closer to you. You pressed your lips tight together knowing he was going in for a kiss. The wine glass in your hand slipped out of your grip now spilling it all over your lap. You don’t even react to the mess as you sealed your eyes shut tight waiting for the messy kiss to impact.

But before you could feel his disgusting lips touch yours. Your ears were met with the sound of beeping. You slowly open your eyes and see that you’re in your bed. The beeping was your alarm clock. You scan the room all around to see if he’s still with you. You shut off the clock.

It was another dream. You felt your heart pound so hard and fast in your chest that it could just pop out. Sweat decorated your skin as it made your night gown stick to you, giving you an uncomfortable feeling. You close your eyes and start to breathe heavily as you roam your stuttering hands around you. You pause and start to feel a familiar hard feeling. You gasp loudly as you look at your right hand to see the same ring on your finger.

This can’t be happening. Please no.

In a fit of rage and frustration you whip the ring off your finger and chuck it far off into the room leaving behind a soft click as it fell from the impact. Feeling defeated you curl up in ball and silently sob knowing this isn’t over.

He’s coming for you.

Might redo my first fic again. Leave me some feedback thx.

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Had an awesome thought for an Yandere!Art x Reader fic so listen up.

Shy and kind reader is in college and is roommates and “friends” with a toxic group of girls who only keep her around just so they can cheat off her. They pretend to be nice to her and Reader is too shy to stand up for herself. The night before Halloween Reader has a dream about marrying Art. The nightmarish dream has her wearing a black and white wedding dress and various mutilated still alive corpses are in the crowd of a seemingly abandoned church. Throughout the dream she is scared and confused of what is happening and the dream ends with Art unveiling her and kissing her. On Halloween night she wears a cute and normal mime costume with her face painted white and black. Her “friends” are wearing revealing costumes and brought their boyfriends along. They go to a bustling fair and throughout the night the group teases poor Reader for not having a boyfriend making her feel secluded and lonely.

Art suddenly appears at the fair leaving Reader confused and scared recognizing him from her nightmare as he falls head over heels for her seeing her in her mime costume face paint and all. Her “friends” tease her as Art acts all cute and flirty with her. At her breaking point, Reader snaps at her “friends” and runs off. She runs into Art again, her face paint ruined from her crying. He gives her a handkerchief and she accepts it with a shy smile. His expressions turn soft and sad when he sees her cry, he tries to make her laugh in various ways. She vents saying her “friends” don’t care for her and how she feels lonely. Art makes a sinister smile, he pats her on her head and runs off.

Reader is wondering around the fair all by herself with Art’s handkerchief still in hand. She can’t find her “friends” anywhere. She can’t even find their boyfriends. She gets a sinking suspicious feeling. Art suddenly grabs her from behind, mouth covering her hand as he injects her with a syringe. Knocking her out.

Reader wakes bond to a chair in a dank and dingy back room and to her horror sees her “friends” and boyfriend bond up and tied too. She starts to panic as Art appears, taking his handkerchief he gave to her earlier and dabbing her crying wet face with it. He pinches Reader’s cheeks and blows kisses at her showing how in love he is with her. As a way to show his love for her he brutally tortures and kills her “friends” and their boyfriends in front of her. Reader pleads with Art saying she didn’t want them to die but he still continues, ignoring her pleas. Finished with his work, he walks in front of a still bond Reader. He gets on one knee and presents to her a fake plastic ring as if he’s proposing to her. He slips the ring on Reader’s finger and starts stroking her cheeks, her makeup is completely ruined. He walks over to the now deceased and mangled body to one her “friends” and grabs and rips the heart out her body, presenting it to Reader. He shoves the bloody heart in her terrified face showing his twisted way of love language. Reader cries as Art makes his way to her face, kissing her cheeks and forehead smearing his black lipstick on her skin. She passes out from shock.

Reader awakens in a hospital bed in a cold sweat still in a panic. The nurses explain she’s not injured and was found passed out at the scene of the incident. All her “friends” are dead and they don’t know who killed them. She cries remembering the horrific deaths and events from last night. She remembers Art and fears he’s still out there after her. She looks to the side of the hospital bed and on the end table her eyes widen as she spots the same fake plastic ring Art had slipped on her finger. Under the ring is a folded up piece of paper, she opens it and sees a giant heart written in red marker with the saying (Y/N) + Art with various little hearts surrounding the paper. She begins to panic and tosses the paper and ring to the side, Art is still alive and he won’t stop till he gets what he wants. His bride.

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Yo with the new Dead Rising remaster out now I expect some fanfics and x readers from ya’ll bc the DR community is so empty need some Frank West x readers in my life no cap 😭

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The worst feeling ever

Nothing sucks more than forgetting the name of a fic you like and having a hard time finding it in your likes or online so I need your help Johnathan Crane simps

There was this really awesome smut one shot of vigilante reader catching Johnathan and tying him up while he flirts with her. Reader calls for backup from Gordon and while waiting Johnathan still tied up edges her on about being stressed and she basically tops him I can’t find it anymore help me out besties 😪