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my-t4t-romance · 8 months
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happy friday the 13th (in october, no less!!)
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I did a makeup look inspired by Cesare from The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari to go see a local production of the Addams Family musical, and I realized that I look a lot like my buddy Michel the porcelain doll :]
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berrybarry2 · 1 year
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A sweet Pierrot🍰
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pierrotparty · 1 year
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Hello! I've recently discovered the clown husbandry community and this is something I've been unknowingly doing for a year. I wasn't aware there was a community for this! I thought I'd introduce my 5 beautiful clown sons one by one in separate posts as to give them each the attention they deserve! Most of my sons are pierrot and they are all rescued from thrift stores, antique stores, or auctions.
Starting with my first clown!
This is Chaise! He's french, so his real name is actually "chair." I've been privileged to have him in my life for a year already! He's my most energetic little one. Polite. A bit shy. Just a little golden-child.
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meowzahzzz · 2 years
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ladies and gentleman. him
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dozydawn · 20 days
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sabertoothwalrus · 4 months
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do you know PricklyAlpaca on youtube / instagram? they just posted a video where they designed a bunch of cursed circus performers which i thought you might like :) https://youtu.be/WIlfk10YHlE?si=m62T8GCM67gJCMwQ
you didn’t know this so I can’t fault you for it but I feel bad because people send me clown stuff all the time and it’s SO SWEET that people, especially strangers, see things and think of me, but I actually kind of hate edgy clowns 🙈 I’m actually kinda picky about what “clowncore” stuff I like and it’s so frustrating that everything from horror clowns to birthday clowns falls under it even though they’re totally different. If there’s blood or knives or smeared makeup I want that as far away from my clowns as possible. it’s not even that I don’t like horror!! I just don’t want clowns in my horror. clowns should be silly and cheer people up :o)
but it’s not just edgy clowns I’m also not really into like, heavily ornamented lacy beaded embroidered “clowns”. They’re pretty, but they’re barely clowns to me. I tend to like ones that look more like clown plushies made for babies. or troll dolls. or muppets.
like look at these lil guys
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poupeesdecirque · 27 days
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Did you really think spring would happen here without Milo? Of course not.
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ponderousorb · 7 months
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My thoroughbred Pierrot, Bonne Chance
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heartfullofleeches · 2 years
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What if jester!reader made a little doll of the emperor for his birthday? It's not perfect, it has some spots where the ink has spilled a little and the doll's clothes are a little too big, but it's the thought that counts right?? I just know their spouse is gonna get MAD
(Edit: fuck- I missed the part where you said a doll of the emperor. Im sorry about that anon!)
"Ouch!" The needle pricks your finger as it pokes out of the fabric, adding to tens of a small wounds on your sore finger. You bite the thread with your teeth, breaking its excess string from the doll. With the final stitch in place, you hold up the little pierrot to examine your craftsmanship.
It was obvious that this was your first time making a doll, and that you had no talent in the craft at all. Its little cone hat drooped down the back of its head, red collar a few sizes too big and cotton balls on its shirt unlined. Its red lips had dripped down its face into a tiny smile, and one of black dots for its eyes looked a tear had fallen. You didn't have the tools to make a proper porcelain face as the original, so you had to improvise.
"GET THE HELL OUT!"
The thought still causes you to tense up. You had walked in on the emperor and his spouse shouting; the commotion waking you from slumber. They held a little pierrot doll in hand, the first gift that you gave your friend on his birthday. As you enter the room, they had tossed the poor thing into the fire. You had never heard such a guttural roar or anguish from him as he fell to his knees, reaching into the flames to retrieve it, but it being too late to savage the flammable figure.
He didn't even seem to mind the burns on his hands as he yelled for them to leave. You quickly rushed over and wrapped his blistering hands with tatters from your shirt. He was numb, barely noticing your presence or as you pulled him to his feet and to the medical ward. It's where he had been for the past few days, refusing to see even you when you went to visit.
Acting fast, you asked around the castle for supplies and knowledge on how to make another. The store you had bought it from had been closed for years. You spent the following days making a doll similar to it, in hopes that he'd find peace somewhere within.
As luck would have it, today was the day he returned to his duties. The emperor eyes the door to his study as it creaks open. He returns his attention to the desk and scribbles away on the papers before him.
"What do you want, Y/n?"
He hears you crawling across the floor before there's a bump by the leg of the desk. He sighs.
"Y/n."
The makeshift pierrot climbs atop the desk with its little arms and the help of an unseen, but giggling party. It plops down on the surface, head sagging from the weight of its hat.
"Y/n? Who's that? It's me, Peirce."
He can easily recognize your voice no matter how high you make it. He glances up at the doll, his lips already forming a smile. "What on earth is that thing?"
"I'm not a thing! I'm Peirce, your second closest friend. I've returned from war and misses you greatly, dear friend."
With your laughter being too much to continue the voice, you stand up, holding the doll out to him. "I noticed how upset you were when you lost the real Peirce, so I tried to make you a new one."
The emperor stares at the doll. His face feels as hot the fires that took the first Peirce away; both from embrassment and being flustered by the gesture. He never meant to make you feel bad when he sent you away. He felt ashamed of himself for letting the first gift you gave him die in such a horrible way.
"I... thank you, Y/n. You truly are the greatest.. friend I've ever had."
You smile, holding the pierrot in front of your face as you raise your pitch again. "So stop being sad and make up with your spouse. All hatchets are buried on my end."
You drop it once more. "I'm sure it was just a heat of the moment thing and that they didn't mean to throw him in the fire."
You couldn't tell by the look on his face, but the emperor had nothing but hatred brewing for his spouse to be. Peirce's demise was not an accident. He was killed by nothing more than the jealous that monster had for his bond with you. If his room wasn't locked, then would have gotten rid of the rest. Starting with the little jester by his pillow. He never wanted to see them again, but would do it - for you.
"Of course. Thank you again, Y/n."
You grin. "No problem! You love each other afterall. I think one of the things laughter is hard fix with is a broken heart. I'll leave you to your work now."
Oh you don't know how wrong you were. Love- that witch? The only one his stone cold heart had yearn for was you - the silly jester of his court. He already gave you his all, but would do even more to make his feelings known now that at least he didn't have his family to worry about; not caring what anyone else thought.
The emperor abandons his duties to put his newest doll away from harm for the day. He places it on his bed, right next to the miniature version of you. It was a gift for you, but one he stole as it was too precious to part from; and he had given you plenty more. The differences in quality are numerous between the pair, but the one made by you was his new prized possession.
He allows his spouse to return to the castle the day after. They foolishly think they've begun to win him over, but as they see the little pierrot sticking from his pocket, they realize they won't win his love as long as you're alive.
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charlotte-charadez · 8 months
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this is an open invite for anyone who likes the following
-jesters
-pierrots
-clowns
-etc
-dollblr fans especially lalaloopsies
-aliens or zombies (aka MEEE)
LETS BE MUTUALS!!!!! also if u like Postal I have another blog for that!!!!
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rosepompadour · 2 years
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ANNA KARINA, 1965 Photographed by Giancarlo Botti on the set of PIERROT LE FOU
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foundwithlove · 2 years
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kaneidae · 11 months
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My first artfight attack!
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kerizaret · 7 months
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My favourite Kasaverse dynamic is actually Hina and Pierrot and I could talk about them so much
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possessedpierrot · 1 year
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some more little babies :o)
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clowns-ofetsy · 2 years
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one of a kind pierrot art doll
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