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How do you think how phantasmo would react to Charlie still coming to his mansion to beat him up for kidnapping Lana but she is actually sick, feels like throwing up or passing out. Or both-😭

First of all, SOWWY FOR TAKING SO DAMN LONG TO ANSWER YOUR ASK D’:

And secondly…

First, i think Phantasmo would try to see what made her so unwell/sick like that… then, i think it would go down like this:

Phantasmo: yeah… you can go to your house now, brat.

Lana: wha- just like this? What are you going to do with her?🤨

Phantasmo: none of your damn business brat, after she heals, I’m coming for you again.

Lana: why did you kidnap me again?

Phantasmo: GTFO

Lana: sheesh… i’m going now mister grumpy-ass…

Phantasmo would place Charlie on his bed to take care of his arch nemesis:

Charlie: this won’t make me trust nor like you in the slightest just because you are taking care of me…

Phantasmo: yeah, yeah, yeah, sure, whatever. You do know i’m not doing this out of the kindness of my heart right?

Charlie: pfft as if you had a heart.

Phantasmo: go fuck yourself.

Charlie: 😏

Phantasmo: stop thinking about that. *thinking:* “God… even when she’s sick, she’s so damn smug and stupid…”

And thirdly… sorry for such a short reply to your ask… i wanted to do something much more interesting than this but sadly my creative nectar is running low on this one… BUT: i promise your other asks will get better treatment!

Hello may I request a Dr Pantasmo x reader that is constantly sleepy and doesn't care that much about anything even in extremely dangerous situations just wanting to sleep despite being an total insomniac so not really getting that much sleep in the first place (𝘵𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵/sar) bonus if they always carry a pillow or giant plush only if you want

One Phantasmo x reader coming right up~!

Dr. Phantasmo with a sleepyhead darling:

You two have first met when you were taking a nap against the walls outside of Phantasmo’s mansion and he thought you were being way too cheeky for your own good: he grabbed you by your collar of your shirt and started interrogating you:

Phantasmo: what do you think you are doing sleeping on my territory? Weren’t you warned about who i am and how dangerous i can be?

But all you have replied back to him was snoring… he was starting to get really impatient with you until he had the idea of taking advantage of you, and when i mean by taking advantage of you, i mean by him turning you into one of his experiments~ (T-oby didn’t let him do that though)

So, without much to do, Phantasmo could only wait until you woke up so he could try again interrogating you again

When you woke up, you drowsily looked around you and noticed you were sleeping on a double bed… and right beside you was the doctor himself: Phantasmo, looking at you curiously with a smug smile on his face. You couldn’t care less about him and was about to go back to sleep when he rudely shook you so you couldn’t sleep. You looked at him angrily tired asf and asked what the hell he wanted

Ohoho, you were being reaaaally bold with him, you really were pushing his buttons but also… intriguing him…? Like, he never saw someone who wasn’t afraid of him, maybe it could be your sleepiness that was making you unafraid of him but still… you were intriguing him nonetheless

He asked you again why were you sleeping near his mansion and if you haven’t heard about him, you rubbed your eyes sleepily and said because you wanted to be noticed by him and because you just thought it would be nice sleeping with him if you succeeded in getting his attention

That… certainly took out a reaction from him… he started blushing and asking you why on earth you wanted to sleep with him. You shrugged and said that you wanted to be his romantic partner…

He… looked at you with a “are you serious?” face, you certainly were joking… right? He was surprised at how straightforward you were even despite your sleepiness…

He then quickly shook his head, trying to compose himself and gave you a malicious grin and asked you what you would be offering to him if he accepted you as his romantic partner. You thought about it for not too long and said you could give him emotional support and the best hugs

He stayed in silence for 10 minutes until he burst out laughing at you: that was all you could offer him? He thought that was pathetic, amusingly pathetic~ buuuuut… he supposed that YOU needed his support instead and so he “”humbly”” offered to take care of you

And so, the more you started to spend time with him, the more he would grow worried about your sleepiness. He would ask T-oby to run some tests to see if your sleepiness was because of lack of vitamins, depression or low blood pressure. Turns out that it’s just you who are a very, VERY sleepy person: no depression, no lack of vitamins, no low blood pressure. Just you being a sleepyhead :p

He was relieved, you see, under all this “big talk” of his and how he’s only doing this because he was only bored, you could see through distances that he actually cares about you and he started to grow more fond of you :’3

He would always demand to snuggle with you, he just loves your warmth. Since he’s a ghost, he always feels cold. And he HATES feeling cold. So, he loves to snuggle and wrap his ghost tail around your body to warm himself 🤭

Would buy you the most expensive and comfortable pillows, blankets, body pillows and big plushies just so you can sleep even better and comfortably

Usually he wasn’t the type of guy who would get too much sleep (hell, he would barely get any because of his stubbornness of “sleep is for the weak” mindset), but, after meeting you, he would literally invent any excuse just so he could sleep with his darling~

Although he would also try to motivate you to practice exercises so you wouldn’t sleep too much

When he doesn’t feel like sleeping, he just admires you while you’re sleeping. Even caressing your face gently while smiling warmly at you~

He would give you a sermon though if you slept close to somewhere dangerous or fall asleep in the middle of a train track, you need to be more careful! >:T

Aaaaand that’s all folks… i’m getting tired myself here hehehe… (it’s freaking 3 am bro)

quick skesh b4 bed :3

You sir or ma’am or whatever pleases you (i don’t know your pronouns), have gained my seal of approval! Aaaaand, because of that, i shall reward you with some headcanons~♪ ;D

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)

Secret Hideout, Secret Kiss

Synopsis: You discover a hidden spot in the mansion where Quicksilver goes to think. He shows it to you, and as you share secrets, the tension builds, leading to a soft, stolen kiss.

Warnings: Maybe some cursing, besides that, just fluff! ☁️🩷

You wandered through the surprisingly quiet halls of the X-Mansion, trying to find something to do on this slow day. You were about to walk past a small hallway but stopped, seeing a light under a door. Peter's door. It's not unusual for him to be up at this time, but something was off. You pressed your ear to the door, hearing some light curses and shuffling.

"Peter?" You knocked on the door, it creaking open. You saw Peter half-way out of his window with the all-too familiar silver jacket basically glowing in the moonlight. "Hey, baby- What do you need?" Peter cocked a smile on his face, now sitting on his windowsill. "What are you doing? Are you trying to kill yourself or something?" You walked in and shut the door, crossing your arms. "Just uh- looking at the moon. Mhm. Yep." Peter didn't even believe his own lie. How could he lie when you were standing right in front of him in your cute pajamas and the sleepy look on your face. "Mhm. Tell me the truth, Peter." He sighed and stood up, taking your hand. "Why use words when I can show you?" You were about to respond before he held the back of your head and speed through the house.

Before you knew it, you were outside.

"Peter, what are you-" He sped you into a small clubhouse. It was a cozy room filled with music players and dirty clothes. "I'd hope no one would find this place, but since I'm showing it to you, you're not finding it." Peter laid down into the beanbag chair, you sitting in the small chair in front of him. "Why keep this place hidden? Too small for anyone else?" You smiled, leaning back a bit. "That and I come here to be alone sometimes. I like having a big-mutant family and all but... It's a bit much with everyone. Sometimes a guy just needs-"

"A place too think."

"Mm... Yeah. You get it?" Peter cocked his neck to the side, his silver hair moving and settling into place. Damn, why did it take you this long to realize he was cute? Well- You've had thoughts before. But never so... vivid. "Yeah, sometimes it's a bit much. The talking, the fighting, the crowed hallways. Why do you think my headphones are basically attached to me?"

You chuckled, the tension easing as you exchanged glances, both of you sharing that unspoken understanding. Peter’s presence was oddly comforting in this hidden sanctuary, a stark contrast to the chaos of the mansion.

“Right?” he replied, a smirk playing on his lips. “It’s nice to have a little escape now and then. Like our own little secret.” He leaned forward slightly, eyes sparkling with mischief. “And now you’re in on it.”

You nodded, feeling a warmth bloom in your chest. “I guess that makes me special, huh?”

“Special indeed,” he said, his tone shifting to something softer. The playful air around him faded, replaced by a sincerity that made your heart race. “I don’t show this place to just anyone.”

The moment hung between you like a delicate thread, pulling you closer together. You watched as he shifted in the beanbag, looking slightly vulnerable but still that charming, cocky guy you knew. “So, what else do you do in your secret hideout?” you asked, trying to keep the mood light, even as the tension crackled in the air.

“Sometimes I think about life, or I just play music and pretend I’m a rockstar,” he said with a chuckle, but his eyes were serious. “But mostly, I just think about… stuff.”

“Stuff?” You raised an eyebrow, leaning forward, intrigued. “What kind of stuff?”

He hesitated for a moment, a flicker of uncertainty crossing his face. “You know, like… what it all means. Being a mutant, having powers, all that. But lately, I’ve been thinking about people too.” His gaze locked onto yours, and you felt your breath hitch slightly.

“People?” you echoed, heart pounding. “Like…?”

“I dunno. Maybe people like... you.” The words hung in the air, heavy and electric. His expression was earnest, searching yours for a reaction.

You felt a rush of warmth spread across your cheeks. “Me?”

“Yeah,” he said, voice low. “You’ve always been there for me. And I’ve been wanting to tell you… well, I think you’re incredible.”

The sincerity in his eyes made your pulse quicken. It was that moment—the one that seemed to stretch and expand, where everything else faded away. You could hear your heart beating in your ears. “Peter, I—”

Before you could finish, he closed the distance between you, his hand brushing against your cheek. “Can I show you? How incredible I think you are.” he asked softly, and you nodded, breathless as your throat felt dry.

In an instant, his lips were on yours, tentative at first but quickly growing more confident, as if he were testing the waters of this uncharted territory. You melted into the kiss, feeling the warmth radiate between you, a rush of electricity that made everything else fade away. You reached up and felt his silver strands go through your fingers. This felt like a dream. He was kissing you, and not out of pity or a dare- Because he liked you. He really liked you...

When he pulled back, both of you were breathless, foreheads resting against each other. “Wow,” he whispered, a boyish grin spreading across his face. “So, do you think I could ever be a rockstar?”

You laughed, the moment lightening but the intensity still there. “You definitely have the charm for it,” you replied, heart still racing. “But let’s focus on this secret hideout first.” He chuckled, that easy, familiar laugh you loved. “Deal.” The night stretched out before you, filled with possibilities, the quiet of the clubhouse now brimming with newfound connection.

Do not copy or translate plz! -CallMe_Bunni