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Heyyy guys! Today i’m here to show you all a little bit more of my main Telltown Ocs!

If you are new here and don’t know what i am talking about, i’ll show you!

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Good afternoon my sweeties~! Today i came here to present to you all another Oc of mine, Emilly!

Let’s start with the basics: Emilly, like Oliver, is an Telltown Oc. She’s 22 years old, although sometimes people always guess her age to

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Good night my dearies! (By the time i am writing this, it is night in my country)

How are y’all? Good? I hope so! :D So, you all may remember my Oc that i showed on my latest posts: Oliver! Today, i, Honey Mochi Bubble T

Here’s a redesigned Emilly and a drawing of Oliver!

They’re with their hands and arms behind them because i couldn’t think of any creative poses for them hahaha… (or perhaps it could represent something more…?👀)

Anyways, here’s some new updates about them:

They both hate the fact that they have autism, although i believe Emilly hates it more because she considers herself weird because of her autism and because of her self loathing… sometimes she daydreams what it would be like if she didn’t had autism… as for Oliver, even hating it, he tries to deal with it and tries to mask his autism in order to look “normal”.

Every time Phantasmo tries to charm Emilly (not because he likes her or anything, it’s because he wants to use her as another experiment haha!) she just rolls her eyes and keep doing her chores (whenever she’s working or simply going out for shopping groceries). But… she quite can’t resist him when he cross dresses as “Vanessa” (yes, i headcanon that Phantasmo likes to cross dress himself, why? Because i said so 💅😌💅) and just… sometimes let him take her on a veryyyy platonic date (but not because he likes her guys, nope. Totallyyyy not… he only finds her… “interesting”… although she doesn’t know how someone could find her “interesting”, she appreciates the… without second intentions compliment)

Phantasmo doesn’t even have to try to… “charm” Oliver too because he’s already head over heels for him, Oliver is like a little puppy who follows every order Phantasmo gives him… (and that may or may not have got him killed a few times now)

Howdy! Can we get more of the Charlie and the Chocolate Factory fic? Also, did you intend it to be this Charlie

If so that’s funny. (This is from jencil’s blog btw, I’m sure you know just wanna credit the artist)

Hi! Sorry for the late reply! 😅

As for your question: yes and not exactly, let me explain:

Since i’m going to make some changes on the fanfic to suit better the world of Telltown and the characters it would be basically be like this:

The main cast:

Cortney as Charlie (you know, the protagonist of the chocolate factory and not our dear hero Charlie)

Phantasmo as Willy wonka

Barron as Charlie’s grandpa (sorry, forgot his name. And also, Barron would still be an adult, not an elder person. Just wanted to clarify this, lol)

And as for the other children… let’s just say that… it’s going to be a “special guest” surprise~ ;) (they may or may not be from other fandoms, hehehe >:3)

Also as for the “yes”: when i was writing the fanfic, i only noticed in the middle of it that there was this coincidence. Yeah, it’s a funny coincidence that our Charlie has the same name as the protagonist from the film/book! Lmao

(Also, cool/sad “fun” fact: did you know that the original author of the book intended for Charlie to be a black kid? He only didn’t do that because he thought that not many people would buy his books if he placed a black protagonist… yeah… racism sucks… that’s the bummer part about it… But! Now there is going to have a black protagonist! :D (well, one of the protagonists, but a protagonist nonetheless!))

And don’t worry! The fanfic is 85% almost done! I promise to post it very soon! ;D

(And one more thing: if you want to send me requests to write, i’ll gladly accept them! (Really, i am accepting anything) be it one-shots, snippets, headcanons, anything at all!)

Hewwoooo~! >:3

Here’s part two:

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~)

And sadly this is all i could think of… 😔

Hope you liked this part two @cabasasa!

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)

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!

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Heyyyy Is the Charlie and the chocolate factory fix done?

Sorry for taking so long to answer you… i wish you weren’t an anon so i could apologize personally to you…

It’s on hiatus…

Just a silly ship fanfic between two Ocs (Fluffpillow’s and mine):

It’s to nobody’s surprise that Oliver has a visible crush on Phantasmo: everything about the guy enchanted the younger man, not only his looks but also his brilliant brain and sarcastic humor~ Oliver is simply enamored with Phantasmo…

Buuuut… sometimes love can blind the younger man (which is ironic because he wears big glasses, lol) and make him do some questionable things to please his crush: what, you may ask? Simple: letting the mad doctor “borrow” some of Oliver’s clones that they create using other people’s nails, blood, hair locks, teeth and other DNA stuff the short enby uses to create clones of said people…

Or… taking advantage of his innocence:

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Phantasmo: Olie~ remember when you told me that you created a machine that could always bring you back to life if you died~?

The mad scientist asked in a fake sweetly tone, Oliver smiled innocently at him

Oliver: uh… yes? I do remember… why are you asking me about it all of the sudden…?

Phantasmo: oh, you know~ just so i can… test something out~ you wouldn’t mind telling me where your machinery is, would you Olie~?

Phantasmo said while grabbing Oliver’s cheeks and started squeezing them teasingly… Oliver always felt a shiver run through their spine every time Phantasmo called them Olie… they didn’t know that they needed to hear the mad scientist say their name like that more often…

Oliver: hmmm… if i didn’t knew you any better… i would say you want to deactivate or destroy my machine and start torturing me or experimenting on me… did i guess it right?

The shorter enby laughed when Phantasmo started grumbling annoyed that they had him cornered

Phantasmo: come on Olie… don’t you want to feel the excitement of being at my MERCY~? Of being tightly strapped down to a surgery table or a chair and… knowing what it is like dying for real~? We would be soul mates literally if you accepted my offer~ wouldn’t that be nice~?

Phantasmo said in a sensual tone, trying to get to the shorter man’s mind by “seducing” him… whispering into his ear and massaging his shoulders gently… but Oliver was persistent on keeping his machinery’s location a secret

Oliver: hehe, i know it would be nice for your sadistic nature but… nope~ i will naturally die with the location’s secret~ also, if you’re so interested in becoming my soulmate… why don’t you take me to dinner first~?

Phantasmo: ohoho~? My oh my~ guess my little lab mouse is getting bolder with me huh~? *traps Oliver against a wall and grins maliciously* why don’t we plan our evening then~? Hmm~?

Oliver: *blushes heavily and looks away shyly* h-hey… not fair…

Phantasmo: *chuckles mischievously* ah~ there it is~ you know, pink looks good on your pretty little face~

Phantasmo caressed Oliver’s face with his detached floating hand gently while kissing his neck lovingly

Phantasmo: you are sooo good Olie~

they. should. KISS.

Definitely

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(Also, could i see more art of these two in your style? It’s just because they look so nice and i wanted to see more of it. No pressure though! Take your time! :3)

Thanks! And if she happens to post more stuff about those two you could keep me updated? (If you want to of course) :3

Guys… Twitter here in Brazil is literally dead right now… so can any of you guys keep me updated on Fluffpillow’s posts about Phantasmo?

@malin5520

@cabasasa

I’m posting this because i know some Phantasmo posts are not posted here on Tumblr sooo…

So, basically someone sent me an ask and when i was going to respond them i accidentally deleted the ask😳😅😭

Sorryyy! But as an apology, i will write what you sent! (Whoever you are…)

They asked for a Dr. phantasmo with a party animal reader, buuuut… i’ll also write Dr. Phantasmo stuck in a children’s party! :D (why you ask? Well, it’s because i am STUCK in a children’s party. More precisely, my cousin’s party. And it’s HELL, i mean the noises and the other children, not my cousin: i love her greatly🥰 but as someone who’s autistic, being in a children’s party is a hellish nightmare😵‍💫 and i wanted to share my suffering with Phantasmo haha! >:D)

☆~Dr. Phantasmo with a party animal darling~☆:

You two have met when you were getting out of a club and you were drunk. You were staggering to one side to another until you fell against a certain mad scientist’s chest: the doctor himself, Phantasmo.

At first he was very irritated that you fell on top of his chest and you were now giggling and flirting with him. But then he soon saw this as an opportunity to take advantage of you: he would take you to his mansion and experiment on you!

And that’s pretty much what he did: he brought you over his shoulder and carried you without too much trouble.

Although… T-oby would not be very happy with his dad taking advantage of someone who’s intoxicated by alcohol and would try to convince him to take care of you until you were sober and better:

T-oby: Hi dad! How was your day? :D

Phantasmo: . . .it was very shitty but now i brought someone to run some tests on~ so let’s just say that it wasn’t a completely useless day~

T-oby: …Dad… is this person drunk?

Phantasmo: . . .

T-oby: . . .

Phantasmo: . . .

T-oby: …answer me.

Phantasmo: …They may be just a little itty bitty drun-

T-oby: Alright then, that’s all i need to know: YOU are NOT going to take advantage of this person like that.

Phantasmo: and how exactly are you going to stop me from doing so~?

T-oby: *smiles smugly* you won’t have energy for your experiments~ without me you are basically a mad scientist without experiments~

Phantasmo: ……I fucking hate you……

And so Phantasmo took care (much to his resistance and displeasure) of you: he gave you some hot soup and cookies; he forced you to drink a very disgusting medicine to make you feel better of your drunken state; he checked your temperature and did other things of what usually someone would do to take care of someone drunken.

At all times you were flirting a lot with him: you would call him handsome; big marshmallow and your “boo” (he would slap hard his face on that one, lol). Hell you were even politely trying to “steal” a kiss from him (of course, that wouldn’t happen: he would place a finger on your lips to stop you from doing something you would soon regret if you did that… of course, that didn’t stopped you from sucking his finger teasingly gfhgfhfghfgf his will was of slapping you for such insolence, but T-oby stopped him just in time hggfhfggfhgghfg)

After you have finally fallen asleep, he would admire you in your sleep:

Phantasmo: huh… even if they are a little TOO bold… they certainly are quite attractive… wonder if this will… wake them up…

And then he kissed your forehead and caressed your cheeks…

On the next morning (after you have woken up with a hangover), you worriedly looked around and wondered where you were until you saw Phantasmo floating closer towards you:

Phantasmo: gooood morning sleeping beauty~ did you sleep well~?

Y/n: …i… t-thank you for taking care of me… did i gave you any trouble…? I usually tend to be a little… bold when i’m drunk…

Phantasmo: ohoho yes, you were a headache to me… but also~ *lifts y/n’s chin with a finger* you were also really flirty with me~

Y/n: o-oh…! S-sorry about that… did i make you uncomfortable with my comments…?

Phantasmo: nah, at first i was annoyed but… then i started to enjoy it~… say: may i have your number~?

And after that you two exchanged a lot of messages and video calls. And slowly, were falling in love~ ;3

When you both started dating, you would always drag Phantasmo to the billion of parties you were always invited… and of course, Phantasmo always hated going to every single one of them…

He would soon notice that you could get easily high with the alcohol and that it was a very frequent occurrence too every time you went to a party. He was starting to grow worried about you and decided to set some boundaries to stop your alcoholic addiction:

Phantasmo: y/n… we need to talk.

Y/n: urgh, here it comes the alcohol specialist…

Phantasmo: hey, don’t act so stupid with me! I am only looking out for you! You should be grateful to have someone who cares about you! Unlike your so called frien-

Y/n: HEY, don’t you DARE shit-talk about MY friends! You don’t know what they have done to help me get through!

Phantasmo: oh yeah? Well, they surely don’t seem to give a shit about you when you go drunk mode: i’ve heard them every time you get drunk, they mock you and say horrible things about you! They also say horrible things about me and you don’t even try to defend me!

Y/n: ohoho here it comes the victim blaming! Of course they would say shit about you: you’re a VILLAIN buddy! They just don’t know you well enough! And you sure are controlling man! I am a damn adult, I do what i want; when i want and how i want!

Phantasmo: *visibly pissed* ohohoho! So is that how it is?! Fine! If you think you’re SOOOO mature and that i am a pain in your ass, you can leave my home and never EVER come back! T-oby, show this imbecile the door!

And so, you two haven’t seen each other for months… you were really starting to miss him and regret all the horrible things you’ve said to him… and you were starting to realize how fake are your so called “friends”

You were slowly losing one by one until you had no one anymore: either because you were starting to become poor or because they just were growing bored of you…

You desperately trying to drown your sorrows with alcohol, you weren’t going to parties anymore… after all, you didn’t have friends to invite you… you started to sob and cry over the counter of a pub until a certain ghost patted your back:

Phantasmo: looks like you have became the very thing you said you weren’t: a secluded person…

Y/n: *sniffing* why didn’t you responded my messages! I was missing you! I regretted what i have said!

Phantasmo: because i asked T-oby to block you… i wanted to see how “well” you would be without me.

Y/n: then how did you find me…? And how did you know that i was at the bottom of the pit?

Phantasmo: your so called “friends” posted about how much of a loser you are and how stupid you were trusting them with your money… say: do you have anywhere to go now?

Y/n: *starts sniffing and sobbing* n-no… i am completely poor man… and my parents have expelled me from home… they called me many horrible things… i… i’m stupid… i’m an idiot… i’m useless…

Phantasmo: …alright, alright… let’s stop this self pitying and sulking… let’s go, i have forgave you.

You hugged Phantasmo really hard and apologized many times… he basically took you under his wings and now you felt even worse about everything that happened between you two…

It sure took a lot of time to heal: both your relationship with him and your alcoholism… but eventually, you two fell in love again!

Phantasmo discovered the reason why you had alcoholism in the first place: basically your life was a living nightmare when you were outside of the parties… your parents hated you; you were failing college because of your bad influences of “friends” and the cherry on top: your family had a history of alcoholic addiction… of course, none of that justified what you said to the scientist… but… it sure explained a lot…

T-oby and Viola were still a little angry at you because of what you said to their father… with time T-ob forgave you but Viola? She definitely rubs in your face every time you and Phantasmo have a fight. Not that you two fight that frequently anymore but…

After you have sworn that you would never drink anything alcoholic again, Phantasmo allowed you to go to parties again… now responsibly: it wasn’t a unhealthy coping mechanism anymore, you could really have true fun.

Phantasmo… he would accompany you because one: he’s jealous as fuck and two: he fears someone could drug you and take you away from him… but he STILL hates parties… (my guy is the type of ghost that prefers to stay at home, you know?)

Now here’s some headcanons about Phantasmo stuck in a children’s party, because i said so muahahaha! >:3

He would be only stuck in a children’s party because of one reason: he’s at the birthday of Cortney’s baby brother

And why would he be there if he hates being in parties? Very well, i shall give you the answer: he’s trying to earn Cortney’s trust so that way he can extract Charlie’s weakness out of her

But oh boy, he sure is regretting his life choices: to the infernal children’s loudly, obnoxiously and annoyingly screaming and crying and chewing food and laughing and- to the fact that he wasn’t feeling very welcomed there. All the parents were looking at him with suspicion and judgment and always warned their kids to not get too close to the “creepy old ghost man”.

Until he was starting to have a panic attack in the middle of the “happy birthday to you”: he was breathing rapidly and steadily and no one was giving a fuck about him… except Charlie, who noticed and quickly tried to take him out of the crowd:

Charlie: hey there buddy… you… surely don’t look so good… you want me to-

Phantasmo: *almost on the verge of tears* y-yes please… take me anywhere but this hellish nightmare!

After Charlie and Phantasmo were out of the building where the party was happening:

Charlie: so? How are you feeling now? Do you need anything?

Phantasmo: ……Why are you caring about me…?

Charlie: uh because you were having a full panic attack over there? Duh. You were scaring the children.

Phantasmo: oh? So i was being a nuisance to you all? Is that it? Was my panic attack a nuisance to you?!

Charlie: hey, hey, hey! Easy there! That’s not what i meant! The children were scared because they thought you were feeling ill! Cortney was probably the most worried about you! Jesus… you really take everything to the extreme and personal level, huh?

Phantasmo: …oh, I’m soooorry okay? I’m not used to people worrying about me!

Charlie: *sighs* alright then, i’ll head back there and-

Phantasmo: No! Please! Can’t you… stay with me for a while longer…?

And so, Charlie stayed with Phantasmo: these two would lay on each other’s shoulders and fall asleep after chitchatting with each other with a beautiful sunset warming them🥰🥹

Phantasmo isn’t the type of guy who likes parties, especially with children… he hates children… (except his own)

He probably has social anxiety and phobia but will never admit it

Every time Charlie notices that Phantasmo is having a panic attack, she brings him to a more calmer and secluded place. Without too much noise and people.

But if he’s all by himself in a party, he calls Charlie and asks her if he can stay at her place…

He feels drained out whenever he’s in a party… he hates interacting with people… unless if he’s asking them questions…