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Could we have some Alt!Charlie x Alt!Phantasmo??
(sadly I can't upload photos but I think you know what i am talking about... Right?)
(Both drawings belong and were drawn by their respective artists:
Left drawing: @fluffffpillow
Right drawing: @jencilthepencil / @lemonlysunny)
You are referring to these two, right Anon? :3
I don’t know if you want me to draw these two together or write some headcanons about them sooo… i’ll do both because it’s Christmas and i’m feeling nice~ ;)
First of all, let’s just change a bit how these two appeared in the Telltown universe because these two were first created as an alternative “Player2” kind of thing to the cuphead universe… and since both artists don’t want their creations being related to the Cuphead premise anymore, i’ll just create an excuse to how they would exist on Telltown! XD
With that out of the way, let’s begin~: Basically Phantasmo was trying to create a clone more stronger than his arch nemesis but as always, Charlie came in to beat his ass and accidentally did something to his cloning machine that not only made a clone of her but also a clone of him! (She cut herself on the machine’s sharp edges when she was trying to punch him and he was electrocuted by the machine, which made the thing to malfunction and create alternates of them both)
Suddenly the whole lab glowed and disoriented them… when they woke up, in front of them were the alternates:
Alt!Charlie: Finally woke up you two…
Original Phantasmo: What the-!
Original Charlie: the hell?! Phantasmo! What’s the meaning of this?!? Why… there’s an almost identical me!?
Alt!Charlie: Uh, i dunno, maybe because there’s a literal CLONING machine? Duh…
Original Charlie: . . .okay… at least she’s not entirely identical to me… although she’s rude.
Original Phantasmo: and who are you? *points to Alt!Phantasmo*
Alt!Phantasmo: uhm… i… i think i am… y-y-you…
Original Phantasmo: Ah great… just what I needed: a coward version of me and… i didn’t knew this could be possible, an even more arrogant version of you…
Original Charlie and Alt!Charlie: you’re the only one to blame…
Original Phantasmo: now… how do we fix this…?
And then, Phantasmo and Charlie tried to seek for a way to get rid of their clones… but Alt!Charlie didn’t like that one bit and managed with her doubled strength (she’s even stronger than Charlie) to beat both of them and try to take over Charlie’s life… later i can write a story about that… (someday… i’m feeling lazy right now as i am writing this :v)
Alt!Charlie (who was named by her original counterpart as “Lily”) and Alt!Phantasmo (who was named by the original Phantasmo as “Victor”) certainly would be a very, very toxic couple at first… BUT:
After they were banished to an isolated island, they (or, in Lily’s case, only SHE would fight with Victor) would fight a lot and… eventually, would try to change their appearances and identities to not look like exactly the same as their original counterparts.
Even trying to change, their opposite personalities would still be there:
Lily is everything Charlie’s not: she’s cold, heartless, calculating, sophisticated, arrogant and basically very, very bitchy.
Victor is: kind, nervous wreck, polite, simple, empathetic and very caring about others… and also a coward.
Lily couldn’t change that much, as for Victor he definitely can because he’s a ghost and can change hair and color of his… soul…? (Idk, don’t ask) she’s definitely jealous of him because of that…
When they finally left the island, they started to live on a small town close to Telltown and built their own small house together… they started from zero. (I’m still thinking about how that could work, i am maaaaaybe thinking on reworking on their origins because there’s a lot of stuff i need to write to make things make sense hahaha… 🥲 and i am very tired because i am writing this instead of sleeping-)
Lily’s love language would be (for her, not her doing those but more like being on the receiving end): acts of service and receiving gifts.
Victor’s love language would be (he’s on the giving end): words of affirmation, quality time and physical touch.
They would still be like Charlie and Phantasmo but, like, ✨~be completely different~✨
Lily’s the top and Victor’s the bottom, end of discussion
Here’s a quick sketch I’ve made while i was thinking of what to write next on your ask Anon! :3
(Aaaand great… i forgor to draw her goddamn right arm… yay…)🫠😶🙃
Also, sorry it took another year to finish your ask Anon… it even looks like… it was last year i- ok, I’ll see myself out.
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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)
Howdy. Can you make a fan fic for Dr. Phantasmo and a clumsy reader. Sorry if I caught you at a bad time. :)
Nope! You haven’t caught me in a bad time at all! ;3
I actually missed doing those…
☆~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…
And that’s part one of this Dr. Phantasmo X Reader!
(Sadly i need to go to work now as i am writing this… T—T)
Hey if y’all have anything specific Good Omens you want me to write send in an ask
Hey! I wanna write again! Send me prompts! Preferably fluffy ones because I need summery fluff!
Shallura request: medieval au where Knight Shiro is hurt and Good Witch Allura heals him. The are rumors that Allura "bewitched" him into servitude. (Really Shiro just likes running her errands. The smile she gives him is worth all of the gossip.)
Thank you for making me practice my Shallura writing! I hope you like it!
***
Shiro had known of the dangers he was going to face when he signed up to be a knight. Well, not so much signed up than went through all the training and quests to get the title - but you get the point. He had also especially known that the quest he was going on was a death mission, one meant to save his kingdom but not himself.
When Shiro had stared into the maw of the hulking, enraged dragon, he knew his end had come. Even with his longsword driven straight through its heart, the magnificent creature was still fighting with the last bit if energy it had left. It went down with a piercing scream and Shiro’s right arm.
The knight only lay in the dirt a few moments. But he knew that his time had come; his arm was severed and he was bleeding more severely than he had ever known any man to survive. His world went dark and he didn’t expect to live.
Looking back on it now, Shiro found that he had been quite silly to think that Allura, both his keeper and his lover, had been an angel. Those who had seen her surely thought so, and he would claim her healing powers were close enough. But Allura was simply a humble witch who practiced healing in her spare time.
She had given him his life back - quite literally - and was even working on trying to create an arm for him. He was very flattered (and also worried; the townspeople were known for riots and general misbehavior), but told her every day that he was content enough to be in her presence.
The looks the people gave him when he went on errands with her were definitely reproachful and wary. It made his stomach hurt to think that they might try to harm his lovely Allura.
***
“The people are lively today.” Shiro comments dryly, after the second person had thrown some sort of nasty comment their way. They always consisted of accusations that Shiro had been enchanted by her wicked charms and kept for her own desire.
“Don’t mind them, dearest.” Allura responds airily, tossing her silver tresses over her shoulder and giving him a fond smile.
Her smile always brought him down to the present. Shiro always found himself relaxing whenever one was shot his way. But today, anxiety and worry clouded his emotion.
“I just wish they would stop and think for a moment.” He murmurs, taking her hand in his.
The witch glances over at him, her sparkling eyes amused. “Yes, well. We can’t always get what we want, darling.”
“I know.” Shiro sighs, letting go of her hand as they approach their cozy little house. It was simple, nothing like the castle he had practically been born into, but it was definitely home to him. Allura’s presence was everywhere - in the herbs drying and hanging from the rafters, in the little stones scattered in odd places, in the many pots and vials she used for simple tonics and potions.
He found that this little hovel gave him the calm and happiness he had never known could exist, especially with another person. It was well worth all the looks and nasty comments if he could come home to this every day.
Allura slips off her shoes, closing the door behind them and casting a simple spell to ward off the hateful people of the village. “Are you hungry?”
Shiro forgoes his answer for tugging her back toward him and whirling her around. He smiles at her wide-eyed surprise, tilting her head up and pressing a kiss to her parted lips. Allura squeaks, but after his actions catch up with her, she winds her arms around his neck and returns the kiss.
“That doesn’t answer my question.” She breathes once they had parted, eliciting a laugh from the former knight.
“When am I not hungry?’ He teases. The witch rolls her eyes, gently extracting herself from his grip and kissing his knuckles.
“I know,” she murmurs. “You are like a hollow pit.”
“Or maybe I just love your cooking.” He grins, watching as she walks away. He takes in her silvery hair, her beautiful curves. The dirt on her feet, the threadbare dress she wore. She would look lovely in jewels, Shiro thinks wistfully. If only he could give that to her.
As he’s considering all the possible ways to give her some precious jewels (legally, mind you), Allura looks over at him with a smile. “Well?” She asks. “Aren’t you going to help me?”
“Yes, dear.” Shiro coos, crossing the threshold to help his beloved.
Sure, being a knight had been his life’s dream. But being the local witch’s lover? Now that was something he hadn’t ever seen coming. Nor would he give it up for the world.
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