Hello, Hope You Having A Good Day/night Can You Do Some Cuddle Headcannons With Art The Clown? If You

Hello, hope you having a good day/night can you do some cuddle headcannons with Art the clown? If you can't I understand hope you have a good day/night

ofc i can do this!

wow, art the clown cuddling, that’s like impossible.

naw i’m just kidding he loves cuddles!! only if he likes you. he has to like you, or well…you know don’t you?

he rubs his nose in your neck a fuck ton. that’s his favorite thing to do when y’all cuddle. he’s like a big teddy bear. a very skinny, thin teddy bear. 😂

he may try to touch you somewhere you don’t want to be touched at the moment. just pop his hand and he’ll stop. it happens a lot, he can’t help it, but he’ll eventually get the memo and quit.

when he comes home from murder his first thing to do is get in bed with you. BUT!! you make him either A: take his dirty ass a shower then get in the bed. B: make him sit on the floor, which forces him to take a shower because he wants cuddles. either way he’s getting in the shower.

he likes to be the little spoon but sometimes he’ll be the big one, he likes to feel like the protector. also yes, he does suck his thumb. what can i say, he’s a big baby.

sometimes you give him back rubs after a long day. he struggles to stay awake as your hands rub along his back. he loves you, he really does. he also trust you enough to sleep around you, with his back turned and everything.

give him forehead kisses when y’all cuddle, please!! he needs them, or else he’ll beg and then the damn air horn comes out.

oh how can i forget, watching movies!! horror movies, at fucking 5 pm on a saturday. he’s so weird, but you’re weird too because you’re the one dating him.

You Jealous?

Art the clown x reader

summary: you’re jealous of all the attention vicky is getting.

warning: this does have a little bit of T3 spoilers, some cussing, and demons.

Omg I Just Watched Terrifier 3 It Was So Good 😩!

when he left you, you died. spiritually tho but to you it still counts. those 5 years have been a hell of a ride for you, since your clown man was no where to be seen. i mean sure, he would still contact you through dreams and what not, but you miss seeing him eye to eye.

after those 5 years of pain, you finally saw him again. even tho he was decapitated, you were still so glad to see him again after all this time. but your mood shifted as soon as you saw his ‘work parter’ vicky. you knew she was another demon, but the way she acted around him made you so fucking mad. you help art with his plans, i mean what can you say? you loved him. but you’d rather it be just you that helped him.

you were glad she gave birth to him so you could see him again, but that’s was all she was good for. your clown man doesn’t deserve a demon like her, or whatever the fuck you wanna call her. you didn’t like her, because she always had his attention. you knew you couldn’t kill her, so why even try.

one day you couldn’t take it anymore, and that day was the time she was dressed like him. as soon as you saw her, your blood boiled as your vision got blurry, not with tears, but with anger and jealousy. why was he letting her get close to him? why her and not you? does he like her now? will he leave you? you had no answers to any of those questions that flooded your head.

as soon as art left the room for a moment, you knew it was your chance.

“what the fuck is you problem, huh? dressing like him, always sitting next to him, taking pictures with him, are you fucking okay??” you couldn’t control yourself, letting your anger run loose.

she turns her head and looks and you, before cracking that ugly smile on her face and laughing.

“aww is someone jealous??” she fakes pouts at you before slapping her knee with laughter. before you could attack her, art came back in the room and grabbed you. you yelled at him to let you go but it was no use. he was dragging you to a different room with him.

“the hell do you want art?!” you couldn’t help but yell at him. you took a second before realizing he heard the whole conversation you just had. you knew he was nosy little thing. he just looks at you before he starts gesturing something with his hands. he points to him and throwds the place vicky is at and shakes his head no. as if he’s saying don’t be jealous, me and her aren’t a thing. you could only look at him with and empty face.

he leans in and gives you a hug, the hug you’ve missed all these years. your head rests on his shoulder breathing in the scent of blood…and piss.

“art you’re taking a shower tonight.”