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is it really that bad that i just want someone to like me? i've been miserable all my fucking life, and now, when things could be happening, you come along with my greatest fears and tell me all the things that i don't want to hear, but i know that you're right and i hate that. he gives me the attention i crave of you, and he's sweet and funny and kinda stupid but these are all things i could work with. if he wasn't in love with me this would be so much better. i want something fun, with no strings attached, i just want a distraction from you and all the things you make me feel. i want to know what it's like to be happy with someone to feel loved and wanted, not dying all the time cause you held my hand once, to help me get off the ground. i want to be able to look someone in the eyes and think "i could love this person" instead of "he has this flaw that you don't". and here i am, thinking that i finally could be having fun, and you come around like you're the voice of fucking reason and tell me exactly what's wrong with me. that i am selfish, that i'm breaking his heart, that i shouldn't be so focused in myself (but no one ever has, is it a crime if i want it now?). and you're a fucking hypocrite in some things you've said. you told me he thinks about every walk in the park and every little touch, as if i don't die every day just by looking at you. as if i don't scroll through your texts and re-read them a million times. as if i don't talk to my friends about you twenty-four-seven. as if i don't try to spend every moment with you. as if i don't always make myself avaliable. as if you don't know what you're doing and you just see me as a friend. i love you and i hate you and i don't know if i should cry or shout or kiss you or never speak to you again. and the worst part of it all? i'll never stop loving you.
why won't you text me back? christ, tell me, is it really that hard? it won't take long, i promise. just one short text. that'll do. i'll be fine. just "one sec", just "wait a bit", just "hang on", just "text you soon", anything, anything at all. i'll take anything. i'm used to it. it's you, after all. i'll do anything for you. i'll forgive each and every one of your sins. the last text you sent me was thirty eight minutes past midnight. it is now ten minutes to one. where are you? where did you go? are you asleep already? you would tell me if you had gone to sleep, right? you always do. every night i get a text from you saying "go to sleep, goodnight, till tomorrow". nine minutes until one. i'm starting to become paranoid. why did you leave me like this? i need you like oxygen. it's getting hard to breathe. you still haven't texted me back.
Uhhh… Are you alright? Do you care about your life and wellbeing…?
Well, you would probably met for the first time when he kidnapped you to turn into an experiment, but since you were so “annoying” by his standards, like asking him way too many questions or how handsome and beautiful he was or how much you would like to have a date with him. He would eventually let you go, of course, that was all an act to try to scape his clutches… but… it probably worked a little TOO well: when not even 1 second you were out of his lab, he pulled a lever and brought you back without any problem back into his lair. He was more intrigued than anything by you: he wanted to know why and who on their right mind would want to date him. He was… invested in you, and being also a very, VERY curious “person” himself, he wanted to know everything about you. But don’t get him wrong, he wants to know everything about you only to “break” you more deeply and better~ (yes, don’t act all surprised, the beginning of this “relationship” wouldn’t be a sea of roses)
And if you’re actually a fan of him and was not pretending? At first he would not believe you: I mean, who would want to be a fan of a villain? But eventually he “warms up” (translating to: his ego spoke more louder) to the idea of having someone who would do everything he asks of them and would worship him.
He would 100% take advantage of you in all ways possible, especially if you are a naive person. He would exploit your kindness and love for him. Yeah, at first you would say it would be a very, very toxic relationship because of how one-sided it would be. (Not to mention he’s a psychopath)
But eventually, slowly but eventually: he would… still not completely warm up to you but also not completely pretend to love you anymore: he would always feel… “weird”? “funny”? Inside whenever he was around you… no matter how much he was mean or rude to you, no matter how much he was fake with you… you always had a spare smile: just for him…
He would definitely hate physical touch at first… but when eventually he finally starts really loving you? I hope you like clingy people, because ohoho boy: he WILL be clingy as hell with you.
Your nickname you gave him was: big marshmallow (afhghfghfghfbhbh)
Just like Charlie, Phantasmo is also very easily flustered when you give him genuine compliments, caress his face gently, kiss sweetly his cheeks, play with his goatee or his ghost tail or simply call him big marshmallow ahahahaha!
He will always, and i mean ALWAYS want to have control over the relationship: he sees love as a competition, as a tool for power… so don’t expect him going all soft and trusting of you anytime soon.
His love language would be at first: words of affirmation and receiving gifts. Later when he finally falls in love with you: physical touch, words of affirmation and acts of service! :D
The biggest reason he was so in denial and apprehensive of falling in love with you was because he already had someone before… even if he doesn’t remember…
Every time he has a stressful day, was beaten up by Charlie or is having a panic attack, he immediately calls out for you to aid him 🥺 (i imagine him gently scratching your arms and/or biting into your neck to calm down)
I honestly don’t know if he’s British or French… uhhh… i dunno, maybe he would call you his “Cheri” or his… tea bag? His “little biscuit”? I don’t know, I’m neither British nor French lol
He loves kissing your arms and your neck, and no, i am not going to take criticism on that one, i rest my case.
Public affection? No, thank you: after all, it’s nothing personal, it’s just he has an image to maintain.
She’s a very chill person most of the time, so she would never force you to do anything if you don’t want to… buuuuuuut… she may use her charm and persistent nature sometimes to convince you to do something with her, like, maybe go fishing or exercise with her. Because, let’s be honest: she may not say that much but… she loves your company. She just can’t do these activities alone anymore when she has you by her side. :3
When you two met for the first time, it was in the middle of a fight against Phantasmo: he was ready to shoot you with his gun when she got on the way and protected you from him. After she beaten him up, you decided to make the first move and ask for her number: of course, at first she laughed respectfully and said you were a little too forward but gave you her number.
Obviously it took some time for you two to know each other better and, eventually, fall in love: it took a lot of messages, letters and talking for that to happen.
At first she was honestly surprised at herself failing in love with someone, and even worrying about you because… well, now she has a weakness, one that Phantasmo could very well take advantage of. But after Carter and Squirt motivated her to go for it, she shyly (but tried to play of as “cool”) asked you on a date! :D
Her favorite things to do with you are: exercising together, fishing and taking a nap together.
I dunno about y’all but… she would definitely love to show off her strength and muscles to you. (Hahaha)
She kind of became a little too protective of you because of Phantasmo, she just loves you so, so much… she really wouldn’t know what to do if… Phantasmo took you away from her…
And speaking of which: eventually that happens, what she feared most became reality: Phantasmo had you on his arms, you had tape over your mouth and were tightly bound, you were crying and desperately trying to cry out Charlie’s name… and the mad scientist mocking you and your lover:
Phantasmo: ohohoho~ look who came to save you, y/n~ your precious hero, Charlie~
Charlie: Let them go you bastard!
Phantasmo: oh my, oh my~ why the rush~? Do you really not care about their… SAFETY~?
And with that, Phantasmo pressed his scalpel closer towards your neck and Charlie shouted at him to stop: that she would do anything to make him let you go… and that is going to continue in a future fanfic that i am writing muahahahaha! >:)
You two wouldn’t fight so much: even if Charlie is a strong head sometimes, she can be very mature when she needs to. You two would only fight because of her overprotectiveness of you.
She’s easily flustered when you can rizz her up or call her cute names like: teddy bear or strong otter. (By the way, when Phantasmo takes knowledge of this, he definitely starts calling her your cute names you gave to her only to annoy her… and having his ass beaten by her in the process hahaha!)
She also loves when SHE can make you feel all funny inside: she teases you by calling you her cute little crab~ ;)
I have the light impression that Charlie would like kisses either on her forehead or her cheeks, there’s no in between. And no, i don’t take criticism, i rest my case.
Also you two would love tickling each other as a form of affection! :D
If i had to guess Charlie’s love language, i guess it would be: quality time, words of affirmation and physical touch!
And that’s it! If you guys liked my silly headcanons, you can send me through my inbox your asks if you would like to see more of these stuff! ;3 (and also some ideas for reader x Phantasmo/ reader x Charlie!)