#harlequin

[67n22y-x0]

Aparentemente, os humanos são representados por rostos brancos e felizes, quase como máscaras, e também preste atenção nos olhos dos monstros, que são mais circulares com exceção do Harlequin (que inclusive está olhando diretamente para nós)

Apparently, humans are represented by white, happy faces, almost like masks, and also pay attention to the eyes of the monsters, which are more circular with the exception of the Harlequin (Who is even looking directly at us)

Nesta parte, assim como Harlequin diz, os olhos dos monstros mudam, se tornando mais afiados, assim como o dele. Os monstros não seriam usados e zombados mais uma vez, na teoria.

In this part, just as Harlequin says, the monsters' eyes change, becoming sharper, just like his. The monsters would no longer be used and mocked again, in theory.

(“Depois disso, os novos humanos tomaram suas casa e começaram a viajar juntos")

É literalmente o que eles estão fazendo atualmente.

That's literally what they're doing right now.

[whiteclothesby]

Cooking for Circus member pierrot.

Machine translated English, hopefully without making the semantics too weird.

I really wonder what it would be like if pierrot had a little trouble with the Harlequin in the area of cooking that he is good at.

Both of you are lovely! I hope everyone can be happy, even if there may be a little friction.

[vgwa]

Especially funny three little ones.

[firmlycunningknight]

[ir1sn1ka]

Even tho this just a sketch, I am LOVING how this turning out! (Sneak peek on my animation)

[tipsyon-tea]

Broken Bells (Harlequin x Reader)

A/N: A small scene about sneaking up on Harlequin. I am not well practiced with the second person pov, but this idea didn't fit any characters that I have. That being said, it's so weird writing without a set personality?? How do you know what a reasonable response is??

I did have an idea for an extended interaction with Pierrot intervening at the end, but that would probably have doubled the length, and I still have other stuff to write lol. If I do get the motivation in future, I might do a part two.

TFC of course belongs to @nekoboydreams , and all the wonderful info he has provided about the characters.

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He was there again. Not near enough to the shops to get in any sort of trouble from the business owners, but sticking out like a sore thumb between you and your destination. It was perfectly reasonable for him to be there. The other circus members did their flyering all over town. It was just curious that Harlequin had picked this street after discovering you worked there.

You watched him wave the little paper slips at passersbys. An invisible line seemed to surround him following where he went, and whether by conscious choice or not, no one had any interest in crossing it.

You turned back on the building you'd passed, finding the rear lane where everyone stored their bins and discarded rubbish. Some drunks must have taken up residence the night before, and you ignored whatever was crawling around in a split-open bag as you found the street opening closest to Harlequin.

He always seemed to have an eye on the surroundings. You doubted there was much that didn't go unnoticed, but maybe you were being a little vain thinking he was angled towards the direction you usually came from. Either way, if he was going to make a habit of lurking around your workplace, you might as well have some fun with it.

You waited a moment for him to spot whoever his next target would be, and you failed to hide a grin as you crept along the wall towards him. They're just sitting there like… little baubles. I can see why cats always want to have a go at the Christmas tree.

Inching close enough at last, you reached out, tapping one of the bells dangling off the end of Harlequin's colourful hat, blinking when it only gave you a hollow little tink.

He snapped his head so quickly towards you that it could have smacked you in the face had you been standing any closer. You stumbled back with a laugh, and the sharpness in his gaze eased to amusement as he registered your presence. Shame, there had been something thrilling in his momentary annoyance. None of the intensity cloaked by his sticky charm.

“Your bells don't work,” you said, beating him to the punch. Your disappointment at the lack of sound was more than made up for by having caught him off guard, his hand half raised towards his hat as if to prevent it from being pulled off. He raised a non-existent eyebrow, covering the motion with some needless adjustment to the headpiece, brushing clawed fingers through his hair.

“How bold. Trying to catch my attention, are we?” You would have rolled your eyes at his theatrics with the usual disregard, but he was quick to step forward. Closer than usual, ignoring the fact you were both on a busy street. The issue with having snuck along the wall, as successful as it had been, was that when you stepped away in surprise, it pressed firmly into your back. “Alright. You have it now, my dear. What entertainment can I provide for my captive audience?"

You snorted, although the sound came out weaker than you intended, rattled when he raised an arm to block your path towards the coffee shop. It may have been preemptive to think he wouldn't try anything on a busy street, his unnatural eyes narrowed in amusement.

“Nothing really,” you said. It wasn't as if he were blocking you on both sides, but his gaze tracked as you edged towards the open exit. “Though, isn't it a bit strange for a clown to have bells that don't work?”

His smile widened, and you had the sinking feeling of a mouse that just stepped into a mousetrap. He didn't dignify the comment with a direct response, instead leaning down until you could hear your pulse in your ears. “If you're going to insult me, dear-” He caught your arm when you tried to sidestep, claws sharp through the fabric as he held you just long enough to hear his whispered response. “-I am going to assume you want me to find a way to keep your mouth shut.”

Shit. You froze, aware of his hand on you as much as you were the passing traffic, breath caught in your throat. You hadn't expected him to get this close. Not when they were given enough trouble just flyering—actively cornering a passerby against the wall would have the police called. And yet, on this particular occasion, no one seemed to care. He stepped away before they could change their minds, your heart still in your throat as you tried to figure out how serious he was being. He hadn't done that before. Actively touched you. Kept you in place with anything more than playful words and gestures, although he seemed to like the impact it was having.

You remembered to breathe, trying to ignore the feeling of phantom claws against your arm. “Touchy about being called a clown, huh.”

“You think so?” He tilted his head, the bells swinging silently on either side of his amused expression. “You looked like you wanted a reaction out of me, dear. Was the one I provided not enough? Or perhaps you were hoping for… more.”

You weren't getting anywhere, brushing off the part of your arm where he'd grabbed you. Telling him your intentions was only going to provide further ammunition, so taking a deep breath you straightened yourself up, informing him in no uncertain terms that you were going to work. He didn't stop you, but his dark laugh seemed to follow you further than it had any right to.

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Thank you for reading! If anyone has ideas for other short scenes, feel free to leave a comment, I'd love more ideas to write ("≧∇≦)

[smileyxpy]

Espero que les guste, a mi si me gusto como quedo sjsjs

[pcatsblog]

The gender-bent version of the teacher drawn is also super cool. It's really funny that you did makeup for these two characters Thank you, teacher, for allowing the original picture to be reprinted.

老师的性转pa画的也很爽 你给这俩活宝���妆真的很好笑啊 感谢老师同意原图转载

[aoyilight]

Well, I made up my mind, did a quick render, don't pay attention to it, and you can make as many pin's with it as you want, soon there will be Pierrot too

[chijiieat]

经常妨碍mc上班的后果...ʕ⊝ᴥ⊝ʔhhh

我觉得还蛮有意思的！

[cascadgrave]

trade art ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

@aoyilight

[sky300024]

(⑉´3`⑉) I always thought it would be better if there was a dubbing, so I found this sound to feel the atmosphere. I don't know if this is suitable for Harlequin

[dalostboy]

The harlequin making food for his father figure jester

[67n22y-x0]

Análises :)

A peça que representa o Pierrot é a única que não está em volta da Colombina, e pelo ângulo, eles estão se encarando. Supostamente Pierrot não queria que sacrificassem ela, mas não havia outra forma.

(Desculpa pela baixa qualidade;-;)

(Sorry for the low quality;-;)

The piece representing Pierrot is the only one not wrapped around Columbine, and from the angle, they're facing each other. Pierrot supposedly didn't want her sacrificed, but there was no other way.

[the-frightened-rat]

I'm so in love with The Freak Circussss (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠). Maybe I played it a little too much that everything I see turns into the game characters. That's why I made this silly fan art 👁️👄👁️🫰