Here’s a little sneak peek of the fanfic i promised you all on my Lena’s post~ ;3
Raienne: wha- YOU?! What are you doing here?!
Phantasmo: *mentally:* “Aw shit… who would have thought that the woman i’ve sent that email was the mother of that brat… well, it matters not, i’ll just make this quick~” Hello~ uh… “nice” to see you again… no?
Raienne: you speak for yourself, where’s Victor? I was supposed to meet him here.
Phantasmo: Ah, i’m afraid that… Victor is rather busy at the moment, so, he said you could make yourself comfortable and wait for him… or… you could have the job interview with me~
Raienne: Hmpf… frankly, men like to waste a woman’s time… out of my way, big guy.
Phantasmo: oh, don’t you worry dear~ we are going to get started… now~
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Oh? So you're sad that there's almost no one in this fandom? Well guess what, here's a crack ship idea for you: Dr. Phantasmo x Coffee candy cookie! Muhehehehe! >:3
(yes, i know: this won't magically bring more fans to the Telltown fandom but I thought that this would make you chuckle a little bit and continue to give you more inspiration to make art for this small fandom! Please, don't give up! 🥺)
☆~Fucking Y E S~☆
☆~Dr. Phantasmo with Dottie~☆:
So, like: you would be probably thinking, “ah but Honey mochi, if Phantasmo would be over heels for coffee candy cookie because of her scent as a cookie, how and why would he be over heels for her as a human if she doesn’t smell like coffee?” And ahahaha! Allow me to explain it to you >:)
I’m still figuring it out but, like, Dottie wouldn’t be a normal ordinary human: she would be a humanoid cookie person! (Basically, she would look like a human but have the features of a cookie: like, instead of blood, she would have coffee jam for example) So she would still have her coffee scent! ;D
With that out of the way, we can begin the headcanons!
These two would have met in a cafe where Phantasmo was looking (as usual) for victims for his experiments. He would quickly steal (because of course he isn’t going to pay for something he can’t even drink) a bag of coffee beans to make at home when he instantly smelled a delicious coffee scent coming from a apparently human girl…?
At first he was confused as to why and how this scent was coming from her. But quickly his confusion would become a curiosity and he was determined to find out how and why this girl has a strong coffee scent
He would overly confidently approach her and start some small talk with her:
Phantasmo: hello there darling~ I couldn’t help but notice that you have a strong scent of coffee coming from you, could i know how and why is that possible~?
Dottie: . . .I… w-who are you…?
Phantasmo: Ah~ where are my manners~? Dr. Phantasmo but… you especially may call me Phanta~
Dottie’s face goes pale from fear: she has heard about this infamous individual before. She quickly tries to get up to get out of there but Phantasmo had already grabbed her arm and lifted it above her head:
Phantasmo: Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ we don’t want to bring any… unnecessary attention, do we now darling~?
Dottie desperately tries to punch him and now the whole cafe was looking at the two and some people from the staff were trying to help her out, but Phantasmo (who honestly was having his patience on a thread with this whole situation) pulled out a gun and pointed at Dottie (don’t worry! The gun is fake, but no one needs to know about this besides Phantasmo):
Phantasmo: if any of you DARES to approach us, she dies~ am i clear? Good.
And when no one dared to challenge him, Phantasmo very calmly lifted effortlessly Dottie and placed her over his shoulder and started to float away with her as his hostage
She would yell and punch Phantasmo’s back until she would get tired of panicking so much and just, kind of give up
☆~Dr. Phantasmo with Coffee Candy Cookie ~☆:
These two would have met when CCC was looking for her girlfriend (Baguette Cookie) and somehow ended up in Phantasmo’s plate (also going to explain better how on my next post). Just when he picked her up to eat her (yes, yes i know, I KNOW: Phantasmo can’t CANONICALLY eat nor drink anything but this is all just some silly headcanons, soooo… on MY headcanons he can eat and drink, okay? Okay.) she desperately tries to shout and plead for her life
Phantasmo looked around to see who was talking with him, he just shrugged it off and when he was about to eat her, he opened his eyes and saw that the cookie he was going to eat was… alive…? He looked at her confused but also intrigued
He brought her closer to his face and started to examine her more closely:
Phantasmo: my… are my eyes and ears deceiving me or did you just… talked right now…?
CCC: …Y-yes… i am a living being you k-know…! You should be more careful when picking up cookies to eat! Some are alive!
Phantasmo: …My my… i must have really gone insane! Look at me: talking with a cookie! Gosh… but oh well, it’s like the saying: “if you’re crazy, just embrace your craziness” or something like that… say my delicious little “friend”, how in the world are you alive?
CCC: I… it’s because of the life powder that the witches use to create us… or so i believe is that…
Phantasmo: pfft, always magic… why don’t people just use the good old science to create life anymore? Well, it’s been a fun little chat with you but now i’m going to eat yo-
CCC: N-NO!!! Please don’t! I’ll do anything, ANYTHING j-just… don’t eat me… please…
Phantasmo: pffft buahahahahaha!!! Now that’s a good one: how exactly do you plan on being USEFUL for me~? I mean, you’re just a little treat in my eyes~
CCC: h-hey…! I can be u-useful…! Just please, give me a chance!
Phantasmo: hmm… yeah… maybe, just maybe you could be useful to me~ answer me this: how exactly do i, let’s just say, take your life powder out of you~?
CCC: W-well… we cookies also have soul jams but these two things are fused with our dough so… w-wait… y-you are… you are not REALLY considering doing what i think you are going to do… are y-you…?
Phantasmo: Hehehe~ it was “nice” meeting you~
Fun fact about any of your ocs pls?
Oliver can shrink himself with his knowledge about magic he studied so much… now… as for why he would want to shrink himself… let’s just say he has his own reasons… lol.
Emilly is a homeschooled person… The reason… because Élos saw what happened when he sent Oliver to school and… well… let’s just say it did not ended well…
Lena at first wanted to be an astronaut when she was younger… but when she turned sixteen she simply said she wanted to work as a robotic mechanic like her mother.
And as for Nykui… it’s a bittersweet fact here that he dreams of what his mother looked like… (even if he never met her…) and also dreams about his father making cinnamon sugar beignets… (but for this to not end on a sad note: Nykui has the most cutest hand motions ever when he’s sleeping! ;3)
wonder how phantasmo would look like with a moustache.... (that man is CLEARLY british and moustaches are the pinnacle of british men)
Let’s start with the basics:
Oliver is an Telltown Oc.
Even though i call him “baby” or “sweet boy”, he’s actually 22 years old, believe or not lol. (This only happens because i always manage to make characters look younger than they actually are haha)
My Oc pronouns are They/them//he/him.
He’s gender-fluid.
His sexuality is pansexual.
They are autistic. (I’ll explain better on the comment section if anyone has more questions about it: like how is their autism, how they handle or feel about it, how is their stimming and other things related to their autism!) (ps: and yes, their autism is a reflection of my own autistic spectrum)
Their height is 4’7 feet tall.
They are Brazilian! (Brazilian pride here! ;D)
His comfort zone: his own home or any library; his comfort food: burritos or sushi; his comfort objects: music boxes, big plushies, his amulet and his books; his comfort characters: any big and muscular guys or tall ladies, really lol; his comfort drink: boba tea and his comfort dessert: mochis.
He’s very, very weak and slow. If hypothetically he was in a combat, he would either die very easily or he would get out of the danger by persuasion or luck.
Thankfully, he’s an inventor and created a machine that can always respawn him if he’s in a situation that he knows he’s going to die: as long as he has his soul, he’s going to be fine.
WARNING: this bit has mentions of panic attacks; suicidal thoughts; self harming and hyperventilation! He has serious anxiety and stress issues. (And you may wonder: does he treats his anxiety? The answer is yes, but it’s honestly so bad that sometimes even the strongest medications doesn’t work, and when it doesn’t work, it leads to him having a lot of panic attacks; suicidal thoughts; self harming and even hyperventilating to the point he feels like he can’t breathe…)
Their phobias are: Eisoptrophobia; Agoraphobia/Enochlophobia; Social phobia and Aichmophobia (when used on them, not when they need to use it).
Their main goal: becoming Dr. Phantasmo’s apprentice and a better villain!
Now here are some fun facts about Oliver:
Oliver is very afraid of Charlie, why you ask? Well: they presume that since Charlie is a hero and has Phantasmo as her arch nemesis and Oliver is a big fan of Phantasmo… automatically, in their head, Charlie immediately sees them as also a menace… (even if Oliver is menacing as a baby lamb hahaha)
Oliver likes Dr. Phantasmo very much. Like, to them, the guy’s an idol and one day, one day: Oliver is going to happily work for him.
Yes: Oliver isn’t as innocent as he seems, he creates clones out of other people’s parts of their bodies (nails; teeth; hair locks; dead skin and blood) and experiment on said clones… god knows what twisted things he does to these clones…
Now you may be thinking: “is Oliver a good or bad person?” And well…. I promise to expand more on their morals; ethics; philosophies; character and reasons to be the way they are. But have this as for now: imagine that he has intrusive thoughts: the problem itself isn’t having intrusive thoughts, because it is proven that everyone had or has intrusive thoughts, the real problem is when you put in action whatever intrusive thoughts you’re having: killing someone, for example.
Since Oliver isn’t the strongest or the fastest person, he has other methods to compensate for the lack of those things: if he has to defend himself or… ahem, “take someone down”, he usually carries with him (on his backpack, of course) a pistol and some sleeping drugs… (also a dagger and a taser)
Thanks to his cuteness; charm and politeness, he can almost make anyone trust him rather quickly.
Oliver usually doesn’t like confrontation or conflicts, but if an idiot walks over him or someone that can’t defend themselves… ohoho, let’s just say that Oliver will plan a “special party” six feet under the ground for them :)
Oliver’s plans after he met Phantasmo became basically this: befriend Phantasmo (or something close to that); show him anime and mangás; ask him on a date (if they ever build courage for that) and hope he doesn’t kill them. :D
Oliver doesn’t have parents. The “closer” he has is a mysterious entity that names themselves as “Élos”. Oliver never saw them before, he only knows about its existence through the letters they send him. Élos apparently is probably who created Oliver, i will also explain that relationship better on my next post~ ;)
Oliver knows Emilly too well, almost so well that it even looks like they’re siblings. But here’s the catch: they never met each other before. Ever. Thing is, no one ever saw these two together at the same place. Oliver claims that the two live together and when questioned about this peculiarity, he lies that she’s busy in a different place whenever he’s home… (Emilly is another Oc of mine that i’ll talk about later on my next, next post! :D)
Howdy, can we get a bit more on Oliver and Emilly? :)
quick skesh b4 bed :3
Charlie is a VERY DAMN LOUD snorer whenever she’s at Phantasmo mansion. (She does that on purpose to annoy him hggfggfgfghfgg) however he actually doesn’t mind her snoring (too much at least) and when he does, he simply sleeps with some earmuffs. (Also, he does know that she does that on purpose, but he just pretends to be annoyed just to amuse her 🤭)
Usually Phantasmo doesn’t like to sleep because of his nightmares and bad sleeping habits. Charlie and T-oby have already tried to make the mad scientist sleep properly but he still insists that “sleep is for the weak” or “5 more minutes and then i’ll be already on bed” (spoiler: no, no he’s not going to bed in 5 minutes. It usually takes more 5 HOURS for him to sleep) or:
Charlie: Phantasmo! Get on bed NOW. You stubborn ghost!
Phantasmo: it isn’t morning yet, so i’ll just work on a few more-
Charlie: it IS morning! You’ve spent the whole DAMN night working on this! And I haven’t slept because of you!
Phantasmo: . . .
Charlie: . . .Phantasmo… don’t you DARE-
Phantasmo: IF I HAVEN’T SLEPT, IT ISN’T MORNING YET! and also, you are to blame for not sleeping: I didn’t force you to stay awake all night, now did i?
Charlie: Ohoho, that’s it mister! If you won’t come, I’LL DRAG YOU TO YOUR ROOM!
Phantasmo: NO, NO, NO, NO, NO- W-WAIT…! Ow ow ow! It hurts! You’re hurting me you crazy woman!
Funnies aside, when Phantasmo wakes up from a really bad dream (and when Charlie’s at his place or he’s at her place), She’s there to comfort him and caress his face, wiping off his tears 🥹
Phantasmo loves to bury his face on Charlie’s neck (but won’t admit it though, lmao), he finds comfort in her warmth 🥰😊
Who’s the big spoon and the little spoon? Easy, *INHALES DEEPLY*, CHARLIE AND PHANTASM- (kidding, not really though… let me explain: sometimes Charlie’s the “big” spoon (whenever Phantasmo is feeling down, he allows Charlie to be the “big” spoon. He likes being held. He’ll never admit though, lol) and sometimes she’s the little spoon (Phantasmo is touch-starved asf and if you think i am wrong, FIGHT ME-) and vice versa)
……Okay so, HEAR ME OUT: the reason why Phantasmo doesn’t go to Charlie’s place that often to sleep with her was because one: Charlie’s parents (if she has any) hate him, two: because privacy is not an option here and three… *inhales deeply again and hope that Jencil and Fluff don’t come for my head* CARTER GAVE HIM A FUCKING CONDOM WHEN HE NOTICED THAT THESE TWO WERE SLEEPING TOGETHER, SERIOUSLY, HE IS DAMN SERIOUS ABOUT PROTECTION. ESPECIALLY IF HIS SISTER IS SLEEPING WITH A GHOST
I imagine that Phantasmo has a very low body temperature, so every time these two cuddle, Charlie starts shaking, feeling cold. Very cold…
Charlie: Phanta? Could you please stop being this cold…? I’m freezing over here man!
Phantasmo: *mumbles and grumbles*
And the solution they have found for this little problem was making a burrito out of Charlie with some blankets, lmao (so that way, Phantasmo could still cuddle with Charlie and she wouldn’t get a cold from being in too much physical contact with him! :D)
When you were trying to give him a piece of your mind, he towered over you: leaning closer and closer to your face… damn… he sure is tall but looking up close like that at him… you were kind of intimidated… but wasn’t going to give up that easily:
Y/N: look… you may try to intimidate me but you’re still going to pay for that and help me find some jam!
This made the mad scientist snicker and hand you a… piece of paper…?
Phantasmo: heh~ you know what? Why don’t you come to my place for some cookies and jam~?
When you looked at the piece of paper, there was a telephone number on it and a address… when you were going to look at him again, he was suddenly gone and now an employee was crossing their arms and giving you a “so? Are you going to pay for your mess?” (Even though it wasn’t YOUR fault)…
Y/N: *groans loudly* that damn ghost…
Some time later. . .
When you finally found his address, you ringed the doorbell and somehow you managed to break it… you just put the blame on the clearly bad state of the mansion with a shrug…
But then, the floor below you opened and you quickly fell down through a slide that took you to the town’s villain lab…
You fell on your butt when you came into your destination and slowly looked around you: yeah… this guy sure is sketchy… without much to do, you started exploring the lab… and totally not accidentally breaking some potions and flasks… you just hoped he wouldn’t notice…
Then, you accidentally stepped on a button (who the hell puts a button on the floor and… W H Y?!) that opened a door to some… cryptic creatures… you stared at… them… they started at you… and then you started running and they started chasing you!
You hid behind a desk and prayed that your death wouldn’t be too painful… until you heard screeching and… shock noises… if that makes sense… you know? When you put a collar shock around something and electrocute it…? Anyway hope you get my point.
You managed to gather some courage and take a peek… when you looked behind you, instead of a pair of legs you saw that familiar ghostly tail… you looked up sheepishly and smiled nervously at Phantasmo:
Y/N: h-hello…?
Phantasmo: Hmpf… you really are lucky that i came just in time to your rescue… although… it certainly would have been funnier if you were torn into bloody pieces~ hehehe~!
Y/N: . . .
Then the two of you would start spending more and more time together… of course, after your little “tea party” (which you had a feeling that the cookies were either drugged or poisoned… so you didn’t took your chances…)
Phantasmo thought that it was funny (when it wasn’t annoying sometimes) that you being clumsy was either really bad luck or a curse… because most of the time you were clumsy in impossible ways…
Like dropping something from your hands
Or slipping and falling on him… (he always teases you saying you do that on purpose~)
Howdy. Can you make a fan fic for Dr. Phantasmo and a clumsy reader. Sorry if I caught you at a bad time. :)
☆~Dr. Phantasmo with a clumsy reader~☆:
I already apologize because i don’t have that many ideas that i usually do with the others Dr. Phantasmo X Reader…
You two have met in a grocery store: you were buying your own groceries and he… he was purposely trying to frame people at the grocery store: making them drop fragile items to put the blame on them…
And you were about to become his next victim, you were trying to reach for a jam jar when he suddenly popped out of nowhere behind you:
Dr. Phantasmo: my, my~ are you having some trouble trying to reach for that~? Let me “help” you~
And when he used his detached floating hand to grab the item you were trying to reach out for, you were about to thank him and grab the jam jar when he placed the item even higher up on the shelf and started floating away, but not before hitting his hip purposely against the shelf, making the jar fall and make a mess… he chuckled evilly and was about to get away when you angrily grabbed his ghost tail:
Y/N: hey! You are going to have to pay for that! I may be clumsy, but I ain’t letting you get away with this! Also, what was that for?! It was the last jam!
Dr. Phantasmo: *grins smugly* boo hoo~ too bad~ it ain’t my problem that you’re so clumsy~ you should be more agile~! Also, I am an asshole to anyone: after all, I ain’t known as the town’s villain for nothing~
Phantasmo flicked your forehead teasingly, oho… now he’s declaring war! You grabbed the collar of his shirt and said:
Y/N: Nuh uh! I am not scared of you! Now, you’re going to help me find another jam in another store and pay for what you…
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