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Writing Commissions!

Heyyy The Freak Circus fanbase, I'm taking writing commissions if anyone would be interested! A lot of people seemed to like the two one-shots I posted, and I could use the money right now as I'm in a rough situation, so I'd be up for it if anyone else is! A few notes below if you are interested:

Price:

$15 for 1000 words, or $20 for 2000 words. In both cases, you'll likely get more as I tend to overwrite quite a bit! If you want something longer than this, feel free to message me with details.

What I will write for:

Self-Insert/Reader-Insert/OCs (All genders, identities, and sexualities are welcome!)

Character types: Humans, monsters, furry, robots, etc.

Any of The Freak Circus characters.

All kinds of genres (Fluff, Angst, Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Yandere, Horror, General slice of life, etc.)

AUs of any kind.

*Explicit Content (Erotica, smut, gore)

*I like to keep my blog relatively SFW, so while I'm happy to write Explicit content, it won't be posted to this blog. So in this case, you'll be sent a PDF to download to keep for yourself. I will post the writing on my Discord, though, where we have a dedicated NSFW writing channel. If you want to post your explicit fic publicly, you may, but you must credit me for writing it (Chisai236), and linking back to this post would be super appreciated!

What I won’t write for:

Certain Kinks (Feel free to ask me in a direct message or email, I don't judge)

Additional things might be added here as people ask, but at the moment, there isn't really anything I can think of that I feel like I can't write for. And feel free to ask, the worst I'll say is no.

Other important information:

I can accept payments through Paypal or Ko-fi.

Email if you want to use it for contact is: chisai236@gmail.com

I accept payment up front only.

If you would like me to make major revisions or completely rewrite the fic for you, there will be an additional cost.

Turnaround time is about 1-2 weeks, but it'll likely be done sooner. If it takes longer for any reason, I'll message you to let you know.

I don’t offer WIPs as I work, but you're welcome to message me whenever to ask how things are going! I can also send you snippets on request, if you'd like.

Please don't repost the writing I do for you, please instead directly share the public post I make of it on this blog, thank you!

I almost always write more than the amount of words agreed on! There is no additional charge if this happens; the amount of words you pay for is simply treated as a minimum word count I must hit.

Thank you for reading and taking an interest! I hope you have a great day! I'll likely write more for The Freak Circus even without commissions, but it certainly helps me in my daily life, so thank you for reading ✨

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👅

STOP

That should have a kiss!

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Monster Hunter Stories 3: Twisted Reflection, the next evolution of the turn-based, story-rich RPG series, is coming to Nintendo Switch 2, PS5, Xbox Series X|S, and PC/Steam in 2026.

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I don't have time to create finished art but It's enough for some sketches (￣y▽,￣)╭

Pierrot, Harlequin "The Freak Circus" @nekoboydreams

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Let's Go Makeout On My Couch Later - Pierrot x GN reader (x Harlequin)

WC: 1760

Warnings: Suggestive and not proof read sorry for mistakes !

You’re making hot drinks for a group of friends when he shows up, clad in green attire and a cunning grin on his face. He stands behind the counter, either unaware or uncaring of the eyes trained on his figure. How often is it that you see a Harlequin at a cafe? More often than you would think, apparently.

When you serve the group and they pay you watch as Harlequin’s eyes squint in delight when you return back behind the counter.

Your eyes meet his with the usual customer service smile plastered on your face. “Hello sir, what can I get for you?” He grins wider somehow “Just an iced coffee, doll.” He looks you up and down and you already know what’s coming. “But you wouldn’t happen to be on the menu, would you?” 

You let out an exaggerated sigh, pointing to the menu overhead. “ No, fortunately. But I can offer you a slice of one of our sweet cakes instead?”

“Hm, tempting, but I'll pass. I was hoping for something even sweeter, unfortunate that this establishment displays the goods behind a glass case but you can’t even purchase them.”

You try to hold back a huff of amusement, “Keep it up and it might work,” you hand him his iced coffee and he gives you the owed payment. “I’m sure the other performers must be wondering where you slinked off to by now. You should probably get back before you get caught slacking, Harlequin.”

He leaves you with a coy wave, condensation from his plastic cup dripping down his gloved fingers. 

It had only been two or so months since the circus first arrived, in that time you had gotten to know most of the circus’s main performers and workers. The Ticketmaster, Jester, Harlequin, [REDACTED] of whom you saw once and then never again, and your favourite, Pierrot.

They were all a remarkable bunch. Unspoken mysteries of the circus aside, you didn’t put your nose where it didn’t belong. And with the metallic scent you could smell from the pink tent every now and again when you visited- you would be staying far, far away from whatever secrets were hidden within the circus walls.

When your shift ends you remove your coffee soiled apron and fold it over an arm to bring home to wash, your boss had left early again and left you to close by yourself- which you didn’t particularly mind, it was pretty dead this time of night anyway. 

Goosebumps rise along your arms when you step out of the building, a cold wind brushes against your back and you hunch your shoulders to maintain the lingering warmth of the cafe.

When you make your way down the block the goosebumps do not subside, the cold chill is still there but something else has the hair on the back of your neck rising. A forlorn fight or flight sensation taking over your body.

Someone is watching you.

You settle when you hear a tinkle of brass bells, when you shift your gaze you meet the gaze of Harlequin.

He dips his head in greeting, offering a sharp toothed grin “Hello.” 

You quirk your brow. A second chance meeting with the Harlequin of the circus in a single day, who knew.

“Still handing out flyers?” You smile politely, looking up at his eyes and trying to gauge anything from his expression. He remains stoically hard to read, as per usual.

“Yes, I work a long shift. Won’t you have pity on me, dear?”  

“Does that pity include asking for dessert that you can’t have?” You snort, wrinkling your nose up at the clown.

He laughs, his head knocking back and the bells on his hat chime behind him. “Only if you’d allow it, of course.” He falls into a casual step beside you, his presence shielding your body from the chilly wind some.

You barely make it a few lousy steps when you nearly crash into a tall figure underneath a streetlamp.

Pierrot.

He steps forward then when you make eyecontact, his withering gaze almost frightens you until you realise it wasn’t directed at you.

Harlequin steps forward “Well hello, fancy seeing you here.” He looks the opposing clown up and down, “Well I suppose I must leave you here, doll. Your saviour has arrived.” 

“Oh!” You gape, turning to look between the scalding gaze of Pierrot and the grin Harlequin wore. “Okay, bye!” You watch as he wiggles his fingers in a wave at you over his shoulder before walking away. The chiming of bells following his form with every step. 

You startle out of your stupor when a hand wraps around yours, gently intertwining fingers squeeze yours. “Uhm, Pierrot?” His eyes glow a deep amber, staring into yours with an almost overwhelming fondness- tinged with a slightly dark undertone.

You watch as his eyes flicker away from yours in an unsaid motion towards the green clad fellow. You’re trying to decipher what his forlorn expression could mean when it hits you.

“You- are you jealous?” And by now- you should think, there's a pretty obvious answer to your question. When did Pierrot not have a foul look on his face whenever Harlequin was near. Ever since you met them they always seemed to be at each other's throats. One with honest malicious intent and the other seeming simply amused.

He turns to you with a softer expression, an almost pleading look in his eyes. You can’t help but take a little bit of pity on him. “Do you want to come over?” you pause at your bold words, stumbling to explain yourself “It’s been a while I mean! And the last time didn’t really even count because we were just stopping by to-”

“I would love to, my dearest.” His hand- still holding yours, rubs soft and small circles along the back of your knuckles.

You turn to the streets that were nearly vacant, even Harlequin seemed to have returned back to the circus and only a few performers remained. 

Shaking your head to dismiss the thoughts you tilt your head up to an uncomfortable amount to look up at Pierrot, “Let’s go then, it shouldn’t take too long to get there from here.”

And with that the two of you head off in the direction of your apartment fingers still intertwined.

When you do arrive you struggle through your lock being stubborn and not opening, and then stumbling over the welcome mat when you try to make your way through the damn door. 

The act of having company over has scrambled your brain.. Especially when inviting a guest over as attractive as Pierrot.

When you manage to not make too much of a fool of yourself and gently offer him the loveseat and one of your throw blankets, and you dismiss yourself in the kitchen to grab snacks for your impromptu movie night. 

When you return with a bowl of miscellaneous foods you watch Pierrot fiddling with channels on your television.

You lean over the back of the couch over his shoulder to point at the screen “Channel 445 tends to have pretty good movies airing this time, if none of them catch your eye I think I have a few prerecorded.” He takes an odd amount of time to respond, and you’re close to reaching further over him to grab the remote to change the channel yourself when he sits ramrod straight and changes it himself, throwing on whatever rom-com had been airing tonight.

You walk around the couch to settle yourself on the cushion opposite of him, grabbing a spare throw hanging from the back and wrapping the soft fabric around yourself. You sink into the softness and bury your nose in the familiar scent, slowly letting your mind wander as the movie echoes in the recesses of your mind.

When the cushion dips next to you, you come to. You stare at the television watching as the protagonist blurts out a sappy-cute line about always having loved the love-interest, with tears welling up in her eyes. The cushion dips even further under an unexplained weight and you turn to find the source and face Pierrot hovering mere inches away from you. You gulp in uncertainty, his eyes had a harsh glow to them- shooting through your very soul. You try to read his expression, but not much is revealed.

“He was flirting with you today.” 

..What?

His body is slowly shifting over you, arms coming out to cage you to the armrest you were leaning against. Most of his mass blocks the light and tv out of view, casting an eerie shadow on his face.

Your mouth flutters open, you weren’t sure whether to refute his claims, ask why he was pinning you to your furniture, or a garbled mess of both. Either way your mouth flaps open and closed uselessly. You were at a loss for words. 

At your lack of response he shifts closer, a hot tension settling in the air. “P-Pierrot?” his knee slowly shifts in between yours, further trapping you to the couch. You couldn’t get up even if you wanted, trying would result in you knocking your forehead right into his.

His breath ghosts along your teeth, you stare into his eyes in a fluster as he plunges his mouth onto yours. The kiss is messy and sloppy and you can feel his teeth scraping along your lips. You try to lean your head back for a breath of air but he simply follows you, a clawed hand curling into your hair.

You let out a soft gasp when clawed tips meet the sensitive flesh of your belly, gently pushing your sleep shirt up and settling right underneath your bare chest. Without warning, a long, warm tongue slips onto yours, curling with curiosity into your mouth. He strokes along your ribs when you push your own tongue back against his. 

When you both pull away your face is hot and flush, he hovers close, his hot breath mingling with your own. “You know, considering it was just a little chat with Harlequin. I think you might’ve overreacted a bit.” You chuckle.

His grin widens and he hums, settling himself on the couch- practically in your lap, and shoving his face into your neck. 

You sigh and reach for the remote on the coffee table to put something on more entertaining than the rom-com you’d been tuning out for the past half hour.

Might as well, it looks like you’ll be here a while anyway.

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Pierrot kidnapping MC speedrun, when?

LOL so this is based off of an ask that @nekoboydreams answered regarding how Pierrot would react if the MC just straight-up kissed him as he's asking about their boss. I love the idea behind this XD and had to drawwww. Felt he would probably lose it a bit sooner if this actually happened :P

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sophieeeeeee

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Another day of fighting…

Hi,I am a Chinese fan！I really like the game Freak Circus，Looking forward to the next update：）

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please tell me no one has done this yet....

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"I Want You"

When a Jester you helped tries to rizz you up but it goes wrong.

Credits to Lonely Locust on YouTube for the audio

A video I made that took a bit of time to do the comic panels due to making the background. Other than that I like it.

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harlequins daily reminder to drink water

mason troy adams

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no text vers

i wanted to try a diff type of shading! not sure how much I like it.

Character in image belongs to Nekoboydreams

You can play the visual novel here -> https://garula.itch.io/the-freak-circus

also i dont think ive ever mentioned this before but if you ever want to draw over my art to put your self insert you are more than welcome to! I just ask that you don't repost it anywhere :3

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YEAH I finished drawing this!!!

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That's me in the corner That's me in the spotlight Losing my religion Trying to keep up with you And I don't know if I can do it Oh no I've said too much I haven't said enough

The creator of the game "The freak circus": @nekoboydreams

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Fanart of Colombine(i think that's her name you can correct me) from the freak circus

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我尝试画了这个！😋

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ooohhh im cooking smth up right now.......