#arknights phantom x reader

[latimeria-fell-from-heaven]

Sex with phantom *Moans*

phantom is a man that puts heavy emphasis on intimacy in sex, spending extended periods just lavishing and worshiping your body with his kisses and touch. each trail of his lips and fingers leaves your skin feeling warm, a testament to his endless and overwhelming adoration for you. he chants your name repeatedly as he languidly sinks his shaft into you, unable to tear his gaze away from your slack-jawed expression. phantom cannot think of anyone but you, all of his senses are overwhelmed by you—it borders on obsession with how much he willingly lets himself be consumed by you.

rarely does he ever expect to be treated with the same affection and gentleness, preferring to drown you in pleasure until you're left breathless. but should you wish to be the one to bestow him with your love, then he will not deny you. he whines pitiably as you suck on his skin, leaving behind hickies you both know that he will wistfully trace his fingers over later. phantom moans so breathily whenever you take his length into your gummy walls or warm mouth, trying so hard to savor the tight heat and not burst right then and there.

either way, sex with phantom is very intimate and soft <33

[arknights-imagines]

hi it’s nice to see you back! i hope you’re enjoying is2 🐈‍⬛ can i request an imagine where phantom regains his self once he sees his beloved s/o coming to rescue him? they’re so worried and scared for him that he feels extremely guilty but i would like to see a little personal reunion between them!! 🥹

Hiya anon 💕!! Tysm for your request and for your kindness, I'm enjoying Integrated Strategies 2 a lot aaa 🥳 the theme is v awesome and it's super fun!

Phantom has definitely grown on me v much since I first encountered his character and first wrote for him 👉👈! I also happen to be a huge fan of the original 'Phantom of the Opera' musical which is probably also why I came to love him lots lolol 💞~

I absolutely loved your idea omg anon, v soft but also potential for lots of emotions 😭🥺 So ty for sending it in!!

(I also wanted to mention that - along with the soundtrack for 'Phantom of the Opera' - I listened to 'Two Slow Dancers' by Mitski on repeat while working on this as I think it fits the piece well sbdjsb~)

Anywho, I really hope you and everyone else enjoys 💕👉👈!!!

Taglist for Phantom + All Writing!:

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@zone10-8

@tiredstudents

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Rescue Him

Imagine format; mixed perspectives between the Operator and the reader, written in second person!

Contains: Phantom, gender-neutral Operator as the reader, spoliers regarding Phantom's past and events of Phantom and Crimson Solitaire, established relationship, Phantom addresses the reader by the nickname "little kitten", Shalem as a background character, fear, brief mentions of death, talk of self-loathing, lots and and lots of emotions from both Phantom and reader sbzjsb, hurt and comfort with a soft ending 🥺!!

Word count: 2.3k!

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Phantom - no, the Blood Diamond of the Crimson Troupe -, his body was a puppet on strings. The curtain parted as he entered the stage; dressed in an ostentatious outfit of red and black, face hidden by his distinctive white mask, and eyes glowing with indescribable malice.

A reverberating voice from overhead began its announcement, “The time has come. The red moon is here. The stringed puppets are all dancing. All for the most supreme art. Now go, my ‘Blood Diamond’, go. They are the audience you have eagerly awaited.” The spotlight fell upon the Feline, all the eyes in the room drew to him. His movements weren't his own as he slowly lifted his arm and began to summon his Arts. The stage and all surrounding it was ready, he was ready.

A commotion from his audience took the Blood Diamond’s attention. There, you stood far from the stage with your weapon in hand, surrounded by your squadmates all immobilized by shock, and Shalem’s hand holding your wrist tightly to prevent you from moving. For a moment - just a moment - you all simply stared at the Feline, wide-eyed and transfixed.

You had stepped into the Castle with not an ounce of hesitation. You had stood before its gates, posture firm like a commander, or the confident lead actor of a play, perhaps; when you had moved forward, the rest of the Squad had followed behind. You had persisted through a near-endless traverse through the Castle, ignoring your aching, worry-riven heart, with the only thought in your mind being to find him and return him to Rhodes Island safely.

Now, however; as the Blood Diamond stared directly into you, his irises darkened by malevolence, fear took hold of your entire being and shattered any semblance of bravery you had left with its claws.

Shalem opened his mouth and attempted to tell something to you, but he wasn’t able to say a word. In a flash of movement you tore your arm from his hand, let your weapon drop to the floor, and began sprinting towards the stage.

The Blood Diamond’s eyes remained on you as you quickly approached. Your hand outstretched to him and your lips moved, ‘Phantom’, however your voice failed you and only produced something just barely above a whisper. Before you could come any closer, Shalem rushed forward and hurried to wrap his arms around your form, preventing you from moving.

The Feline made no reaction at you - not even a slight furrow of his brow or miniscule twitch of his lynx ears - as a heart-wrenching dread fell upon your facial expression. He only tore his gaze away from yourself and Shalem; something deep within his chest couldn’t bear to look for any longer.

His Arts leaving flickers of crimson behind and the spotlight following after him, the Blood Diamond descended from the stage. As he neared you, his eyes squeezed shut; he prepared to finally strike, to sing.

It was only then that you finally found your voice again - “Phantom! Please, it’s me!!” You yelled suddenly, words leaving your throat shakily and breaking by the end of your sentence. The Feline before you froze; his lips fell agape, his eyes snapped open, then his gaze immediately fixed onto you.

You were struggling against Shalem and desperately trying to rush towards him instead, your face confused and twisted in affliction, as if seeing him like he was inflicted physical wounds on you. “Phantom!!” You tried again, louder this time, and your eyes began to fill with tears - when they spilt onto your cheeks, the Blood Diamond’s heart suddenly surged.

What was he doing? Why were you here?

With that, his mind rapidly became a scrambled cacophony, dissonance between his own thoughts and a voice in his head that wasn't his own causing pain to rush to his temples. His breathing became uneven and his heartbeat was now deafening in his ears.

This was not who he was, was it?

Though he made an effort to resist, whatever was possessing him forced him to step forward, to follow the script; the Feline’s motions were strained when he raised his hand to at last strike down with his Arts and prepared his voice to sing.

Then - as his mouth parted to release the first note - in a last attempt, you cried out, “LUCIEN!!”

The name - his name - from your lips was a blade, finally cutting the Blood Diamond away from the strings controlling him. The hostility flickered from his eyes, he covered a hand over his mouth, the crimson Arts surrounding him dissipated; he returned to you, once again becoming himself. Phantom collapsed to his knees.

A silence rested upon the entire room, slowly. Your chest ached from the assault of your hammering heart, your face was wet with tears; you silently begged this to be truly over and not be another one of the Castle’s hallucinations. Shalem and yourself became utterly still, both your eyes fixed raptly to the Feline on the floor. He wearily lifted his head, then a raspy and quiet whisper came from his lips, “...little kitten?”

You were certain you had never moved so fast in your life.

Breaking out of Shalem’s hold, you rushed towards Phantom and fell to the ground right in front of him, “Lucien! I’m right here- I’m here!” You took his cheeks into your hands, unbelievably gentle. Hastily, you removed his white mask from his face and discarded it to the floor; the moment your gaze locked to his, your uneven heartbeat calmed and relief melted onto your facial expression then down your body. The Feline’s copper eyes were soft, tender - albeit slightly glazed over -, and most importantly, familiar and truly his. The hint of a smile came to your lips, “...You’re back.”

Phantom rested against your affectionate touch, placing one of his own hands over yours and answering quietly, “Yes…Yes, I’m with you…it is over-” His sentence was cut off by a rough cough, which quickly evolved into a fit of hacks and gasps that ripped through his body, “Ack- my…my throat, little kitten-” Pressing on the Originium crystal in his pharynx with one hand, he shakily attempted to grab at something attached to your belt with the other - an Oripathy Infection monitor.

You jolted, snapping into motion. After taking the Infection monitor off your belt and in your hand, you used a moment to remove the broken remnants of his previous one from his neck; you brought the device close, and Phantom’s hands guided your own and assisted you in clasping it around his throat. It locked shut with a ‘click’, firmly suppressing the Originium Crystal.

Intertwining both of his hands with your own, you waited for his coughing to cease. When it did, you piped up softly, “Is that better? A-Are you okay?” He nodded in response, “I’m fine, I thank you greatly.” With his composure regained enough, he focused his gaze on your face - a choice which he was quick to regret, as he felt his heart sink to the floor at the sight.

The relief on your expression had been immense, however it was merely ephemeral. Now, your facial features were trembling and your eyes were becoming tearful once more; though it was fading, the fear that had gripped you just moments before still clutched onto your body. The Feline felt the tremors in your hands - your hands that were so tightly squeezing onto his, as if he would vanish if you were to let go.

“L-Lucien…I-” When you couldn’t restrain your emotions any longer, small sobs racked through your body and tears quickly fell down your cheeks - Phantom’s heart shattered and he found himself choking on its pieces, unable to speak.

So you did instead, rambling through your crying, “I-I was so, so worried about you. When the Doctor told me y-you were suddenly gone and no one could find you anywhere, I was just- just terrified.” Sniffling, you hesitantly released one of his hands in order to wipe your face with your sleeve, “And when the Squad and I were sent out to Victoria to rescue you…I-I was scared that when we found you, you were going to- to be hurt, or y-you wouldn’t be able to regain your senses, o-or you were dead-” Just speaking that last statement aloud, just the prospect of it, broke any composure you were still straining to keep.

As he watched you collapse into plaintive cries, Phantom’s lynx ears flattened against his head and shame overtook his face expression; guilt weighed down on him, so heavy that he struggled to breathe. You deserved better than this, the Feline told himself, better than him; he’d never be able to atone for all the distress and heartache you had been forced through because of him.

Though strained, his voice returned to him, “Hush now, little kitten. You need not say anymore…come, come here.” Though he felt unfit to hold you, Phantom nevertheless brought his arms around your form and into his embrace; one of his hands placed itself on the back of your head in order to gently guide your face to the curve between his shoulder and neck, the other coming to rub up and down your spine in a soothing manner. The Feline’s movements were slow, uncertain; he waited for you to flinch away and refuse his touch, ‘justly so’, he believed.

And yet, you didn't. Instead, your body lost its posture once in his hold; you curled into him, nuzzling into his neck and bringing your hands to his chest where they clenched into fists, fingers closing tightly on the fabric of his clothing. Phantom’s eyes widened, your unexpected closeness prompting a small fission of shock to shoot through him. He was only stiff for but a second - under your warmth, his body involuntarily melted into your own. The Feline’s hands slid down your form and he wrapped his arms around your waist, then his head lowered to rest upon your shoulder. For a short while, the two of you simply remained like that.

When your sobbing quieted to small sniffles, the Feline went on speaking, “Though it is not enough, I deeply apologize to you. I…I believed I’d long since slain those of the troupe…but it seems that is not so, and I fear I was wrong. The fault…the fault is all mine.” Body suddenly stiffening and jaw now tight, Phantom began to recoil from you, “My little kitten, you…you should not be here. You need to take your leave quickly, there is nothing to be gained from staying alongside me. The shadows and the evil they hide, my sins…none of this is anything you ought to bear.”

However, you didn't allow him to move away. You shook your head against his shoulder, before pulling him closer by the cloth of his shirt and wrapping your arms around his neck. You replied, “N-No, Lucien, stop. I don’t care about any of that…I’m never leaving you, o-okay?” Worried he wouldn't believe your words unless you reinforced them somehow, with careful hands you trailed your fingers up past his nape. They combed through his hair and stroked over his lynx ears gently, as you went on, “…I’m just so happy you’re safe and you can come back home to Rhodes Island. I don’t know what I would’ve done if…if something happened to you...” The Feline’s reply didn't come right away, his mouth fell agape and his eyes widened slightly at your ever-so tender words.

He, whom the darkness constantly treaded behind and whom tragedy loomed over, was not deserving of you; Phantom had convinced himself so, his mind told him so. What made him worthy of the words that came from your heart? What made him worthy to hold you as he was, as if you were his?

Though, even so, the Feline was unable to restrain himself from once again easing into your arms, a serene expression on his face. If you gave your love to him unconditionally, if you allowed him to rest in the safety of your embrace, then he would never ever refuse it and would be forever grateful.

Phantom lifted his head from your shoulder in order to leave a light, fleeting kiss on the crown of your head. His eyelids closed shut, and he lingered there for a moment, before speaking finally - a whisper and words honest, “No. It’s I who would find myself lost without you…many thanks, little kitten. ”

The sound of soft footfalls approaching reminded the Feline that you and him weren't alone; one of his lynx ears twitched, and his eyes opened. Shalem stood a short distance from the two of you, with Miss Christine - when had she gotten here? - trailing after him, “...Welcome back then, Phantom. Ah, beg pardon for disturbing you both…but shall we go now? Surely, by remaining in this Castle, we would only be inviting more disaster.”

Though reluctantly, pulled away from Phantom’s embrace. After taking a moment to wipe your face of any wetness and to gather yourself with a long, steady breath, you looked to Shalem and the rest of your squadmates. “You’re right. Please, let’s all get out of here. I want to leave Calais-Blason, go back home, and never see this Castle again...” You remarked with a sharp sigh, rising up from the floor. Phantom followed, moving to stand as well, “Yes, we oughtn’t tarry here…” - but you were at his side in an instant, before he could attempt to lift himself off the ground. You brought his arm around your shoulders, “Lucien, careful…here, I’ve got you.”, and assisted him up.

The Blood Diamond’s performance had been brought to an abrupt end. The curtain was closed, the script discarded, and the stage abandoned. It was time for Phantom to leave from under the spotlight of the Crimson Troupe, and return to Rhodes Island.

“...Little kitten, wait.”

You blinked, immediately turning your head to look to him. Phantom slowly inhaled, then his words left his lips, carrying with them every bit of adoration and gratitude he had, “I love you…endlessly, with all that I am.”

A sincere smile arose to your face, and you replied with not even the slightest delay, “And I love you more, Lucien.”

“The Blood Diamond”, “Phantom”; anyone could call him whatever they wanted, but he would always be Lucien to you.

[vanrougelia]

hi kiru !! is it okay for me to request an arknights phantom fluff fic with operator!reader ?? your layout is so cute i love it

hi anon! it's totally fine, and im glad you like my layout!!💗💗

notes: gender-neutral reader. you and phantom become cat parents.

im still confused whether his real name is spelled "Lucian" or "Lucien", but i picked the latter because i am a #cn player and the global version has his name spelled as "Lucian" so i had thoughts ueueue

cw: none. pure cuteness.

As you and PHANTOM finally take the day off thanks to Doctor, you plan on asking him if he wants to go outside and take a fresh breather. This is an opportunity to take him on a date, since you rarely have time together.

What you didn't expect that he is fast to say "yes" to you, so you take this chance and get closer with him gradually.

It was a cute date that you and Phantom had. You guys got to have coffee together, watch a theatre play that is showing right now, and even buy matching stuff like rings! What you didn't know that Phantom is actually a romantic guy, since he usually doesn't show these types of actions unless he's with his beloved. And that thought hit you; what if he is also interested in you the same way you are interested in him? You can't help but blush.

Of course, Phantom knew about your feelings for him, and he is more than elated that you share a mutual understanding. I mean, why else would you ask him out, right? So, he took his chances of making moves. Paying stuff for you, being in his gentleman manner, and every endearing actions you could think off whenever you are with him.

What you didn't expect is what happened on the way you guys are going back to the headquarters. You noticed that there are some cats tailing you both. Tugging Phantom's sleeve, you face him. "Say, Lucien, what if we take care of these cute babies that keep following us?" you smile, looking at the cats in awe as you pick one up. It seems to like you very much!

Phantom gives a thought about it for a second. Having cat children is nice, isn't it? He just smiles softly at you, as he responds, "Why not, my muse? It seems that these little guys make you happy." Satisfied with his reply, you just grin at him as you include him in your cat hug. "I guess you are now their dad." The feline leaves a satisfied hum, as he adds, "Well, try not to make Ms. Christine jealous, alright dear?"

[originium-archives]

Can I request Phantom x Reader scenario or headcanons where you're on a movie night with him? Or general dating headcanons 💜

Phantom X Reader

Movie night with Phantom

It was late evening already yet you were still out and about picking up things. It’s not everyday that the Landship is stationed at Lungmen after all.

Still having a few things to get to you hurry up since you promised your partner some of your time.

But he would be the one to find you first,

“May I steal you away, my love?”, he said in a theatrical tone, kissing your knuckles he looks up at you for your answer.

“Oh my, Phantom. You already know my answer to that question.”, you said dramatically.

“Hmm…do I?”, he said with a slight smile before taking your hand.

“Let us go.”, he pulled you along.

“Where are we going?”, you asked looking around in the small streets you were passing.

“All in due time.”, he said tightening the grasp on your hand.

“There you go again being overly mysterious.”, you said feigning annoyance.

“We are almost there. You’ll like it, trust me.”, Phantom said without looking at your reaction.

You were led through winding streets, down alleyways each looking more run down then the previous one.

You finally arrive at a rustic looking building, quite foreign in the modernised Lungmen.

You could make out washed out rusty letters that once said ‘Cinema’.

“Shall we go inside?”, he asked offering his arm to you.

“Of course.”, you answered with a smile taking his arm.

Heading inside you found the interior to be as old as the outside of the building, yet it had a strange charm to it.

Letting go of your arm Phantom headed to the counter to buy your tickets leaving you to admire the interior, but after looking around your eyes fall back onto him. His voice quiet he talked with the ticket vendor, feeling your eyes on him he glanced at you from the corner of his eye. Turning back to the vendor he takes your tickets and heads back to you.

“Can’t get enough of me?”, he said teasing smile on his lips and moved closer to you.

Slowly moving his hands onto your hips to pull you along he whispered in your ear,

“I don’t blame you, I can hardly take my eyes off you either.”

Oh what was this feline doing to you, with his charming voice and gentle hands you just couldn’t help yourself you pulled him down by the collar to kiss him, although he wasn’t a fan of PDA he kissed back smiling into the kiss.

“Although I enjoyed this moment we really need to go, we’ll miss the movie otherwise.”,

he purred as he started walking pulling you along.

You entered the old fashioned cinema room, the slight smell of dust and the red plush seats giving this place character. You took your seats next to each other, Phantom making sure to hold your hand as the lights dimmed and the movie screen lit up.

Melodramatic music started playing and you looked at the screen intently, not knowing what movie he picked made you excited to watch.

But you were oblivious of him watching you, seeing you so thrilled about something so small made him smile despite himself.

~skip to the movie ending~

As you walked out of the room finally getting to stretch your legs felt heavenly, Phantom trailing behind you.

“The movie you chose was so good! I can’t believe they-“, you glanced at Phantom and became at a loss for words, his fond smile and eyes full of adoration made your heart skip a beat,

“Wha-what?”, you asked suddenly shy.

“Oh nothing at all, I just enjoy hearing you talk.”, he said, gently patting your head.

“I-I see…well then I’ll talk your ear off.”, you said trying to keep your composure.

“Of course, the night is still young after all.”, Phantom said taking you by your hand and pulling you out of the cinema, the cool night air sent a shiver down your spine but you because of the hand holding your own you couldn’t help but feel warm.

Thank you very much for the request Anon! Sorry it took so long to finally get to it, I hope you’ll like it!<3

[deepdrownlamentt]

gaspard de la nuit.

content warnings: mentions of oripathy-related death, brief mentions of injuries (just a bit at the start)

note: PHANTOM BIRTHDAAAAAAYYYYYYY!!!! it's january 19th in my timezone and i wanted to do something for him since i wasn't able to finish what i started drawing last year...!!! here's to another two? three? years on my homescreen honey darling sweetheart love of my life ........ also looking at it now the content warnings seem a little too serious for a birthday drabble... but we ball. here we go. i hope you enjoy <3

PHANTOM watches the way your lips shape his name — his real name — each syllable carefully pronounced, lovingly enunciated. lu-ci-an.

your hands ghost over his skin, cotton balls soaked in antiseptics brushing against open skin, and you call his name again, gently, sweetly, "lucian."

his eyes flutter upwards to meet yours. his fingertips trace over the shape of your jawline, the black crystals dotting your flesh turning your skin iridescent. together you were doomed, you had said once, tracing over long-healed scars on his skin while he cradled the back of your head — the feeling of your delicate pulse beneath his fingertips seemed, to him, to be more compelling a melody than anything he had once sang upon his crimson stage.

"...yes, love? i'm here." phantom watches how the furrow of your brow eases as your attention shifts to him, and he feels a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. your hand pulls away from the angry, red gash on his arm — he watches the movement, all but enraptured by you.

you smile, beginning to wrap his forearm in bandages. "lost in the clouds again? you looked deep in thought."

he hums in reply, but that note doesn't become melody, and the hold of your hand on his arm remains firm and steady. "perhaps i was," he says. "did i worry you?"

the bandages are sealed neat and snug. your hand trails up his arm to cup his cheek, leaving his skin prickly and warm in your wake. "not at all," you reply. "what were you thinking about, lucian?"

lucian. his name falls from your lips again — ever so slightly, he leans into your touch like a sunflower to the sun, closes his eyes to savour the sound. he contemplates telling you it's nothing. he contemplates telling you, i think i was not born to be an artist or a killer but to be held in your arms like this. he contemplates —

"...you," he says simply, softly, candidly.

— but no level of contemplation could ever come close to the way you say his name, lu-ci-an, so carefully pronounced and lovingly enunciated.

[merakime]

slides into ur inbox. im back with my catboy.

earl grey tea or chamomile tea w/ phantom purrhaps?

───── a / n: hey hey heeeey! this has been rotting in my inbox for a while, sorry for that vani :( but why not both? hehehe … these are such cute prompts for him :< i hope i did him justice!! unf i only found phantom in rewinding breeze and his IS so i hope this is ok

PHANTOM + chamomile & earl grey tea | tea prompts

✦ ───── chamomile tea: what is their sleep schedule like? does it change around their s/o?

difficult. extremely difficult. sleep is a luxury to him – result of a combination of his job, his feline nature and.. severe psychological damage. eventually his body reaches its limits and allows him to rest. there’ve been some betterments since you came around, though.

he would stay awake and watch over you while you slept. it’s.. a bit disconcerting. he’s extremely quiet, and that’s not the problem – but lucian stares. he stares at you when you sleep, and it’s adorable that he loves you so much that he’d stare at you all night – but sleeping becomes difficult when his gaze is so.. intense. ridiculously intense. and being awake all night doesn’t do him well either. so you eventually invite him to sleep with you, for your sake and his.. and he can’t say no. while his sleep is a bit more fruitful in your arms, he still wakes up in a cold sweat frequently, and doesn’t sleep well – so you’ll still have to deal with the stare (now even closer), but you can appreciate that he tries, no? 

(since lucian started sleeping in your place more often, you frequently get another visitor to accompany you in sleep. lucky you, the refined lady christine seems to have taken a liking to you! she likes to curl up between you, where it’s warm.)

✦ ───── earl grey tea; how did they court their s/o?

he’s struggling. he has been exposed to traditional ideas of love, relationships and marriage through theater pieces, and while he does wish to put a ring on you one day, as he’s come to love you dearly.. there’s a question bothering him: do you deserve it? not that he thinks of himself highly, no, he thinks of himself the opposite. do you deserve to be shackled in a promise of love to someone like him? a shadow, a phantom, a murderer?

nevertheless, in spite of his issues, his methods are somewhat kitschy, but endearing. he’s hesitating, but he truly wants you. it’s kind of a first in everything for him – soon you find that lucian is still quite shy. you may find bouquets of red roses at your doorstep, and you know it’s him, but he doesn’t show up for the remainder of the day. poems between the stacks of paper on your table, and a letter addressed to you in miss christine’s maw. he’s very much a gift-giver – as often he’s still afraid to touch you or speak to you, afraid to taint you by his sins. distant, but loving nonetheless.

───── final notes: oh he's a silly guy isn't he. i see the crimson troupe guys are very beloved here... also don't lynx eyes glow in the dark. wouldn't it be funny to wake up at night and just see two yellow dots staring straight at you.

[aaksees]

Meeting Silverash, Phantom, Chongyue and Młynar for the first time

Hello sorry but there can only be a maximum of 3 persons per request but do enjoy Chongyue, Phantom, and Młynar!

⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ How you met them - Chongyue, Młynar, Phantom ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆

Chongyue

Chongyue met you for the first time during one of the missions he was sent on.

He was slowly being swarmed by enemies and he wasn’t sure how long he would last till the ground shook in front of him.

A figure with a big shield stood in front taking the and blocking the hits and wave of enemies giving him a chance to strike back.

After the wave of enemies cleared, Chongyue finally took a good look at the figure as he finally saw your face, smiling at him brightly.

He felt his heart pounding as he stared at you, smiling at him. He was out of his daze when you walked towards him introducing yourself to him with your codename.

Needless to say he was certainly infatuated with your courage to stand and defend him.

Phantom

Phantom met you when he was called in for a physical exam, needless to say he was a bit amused when he was greeted with a cat-like grin from a medic operator.

During the physical exam he kept staring at you as you blabbered on about other operators that came for the physical exam today.

Although you were quite the blabbermouth, he still found it endearing.

After the physical exam you gave him a lollipop and not forgetting Miss Christine as well, giving her a treat of her own.

Seeing you give Miss Christine a treat he couldn’t help but give a small soft smile as he slowly walked out of the medical area, Miss Christine in tow.

He’d be sure to visit you just to listen to you talk.

Młynar

How you both met was quite the comedic story. Młynar was deployed in Columbia to check on one of the Rhodes Island’s branch there, but by the time he arrived it was already almost midnight.

He was about to go to another place to spend the night till his reflexes moved , blocking an incoming attack.

It was then he met your eyes staring at him with intensity as your weapon was blocked by his own

You had accused him of a thief and that you were about to steal from the Rhodes Island branch.

Młynar tried to explain himself but your stubbornness didn’t even bother listening as you kept going on about how it was bad to steal.

It wasn’t until a Rhodes Island staff that was with Młynar came up to the both of you explaining that they were there to check on this branch.

You kept apologizing as Młynar dawned a small smile on his face.

[penandlandship]

Phantom Kissing /Cuddling session

You would feel Phantom’s hands around your waist. It was not strange for you two to embrace each other. Ever since he confessed to you one day, the two of you have been nearly inseparable. With the exception of missions, it was clear there was an attachment here and Phantom seemed to notice it as he leaned in to whisper into your ear. 

“Doctor, today you make my heart flutter like always~.”

As you blush at his soft, deep, voice. You feel him lightly nibbling your ear. A stammered reply would begin to form on your lips. Phantom was an attractive Operator to be sure, and he treated you well enough. Yet there were times when you might have felt like you didn’t give him much back. Though the Assassin would claim otherwise, you needed to show him how much you cared! So as he pulled away, you would break the hug and take his hand. Leading him into your room for some snuggling, nothing else would do!

Confusion spread across his face as he followed you faithfully. As soon as the doors were closed, he would sit on the bed and you on his lap. Once again those warm hands found their home around your waist. Then as you faced him it would happen!

His warm lips pressed themselves against yours. So inviting and full of affection, as you kissed back you would also feel the pure passion behind it. Sure Phantom was an assassin but also a performer. He knew a lot about passion as he did about singing. Showing it to you in a private way that really he would never be able to show another person. Yet with you…with you he felt like he could allow his troubles to melt away as if they were blown by wind. His past would seem so much more distant now. This feeling, one he might not be overly familiar with, was what he would show you now.

He pulled away and layered a kiss on your forehead then a few more on your cheek. 

“I have never felt so complete until I met you..”

These were words spoken from the heart, his low almost whispery voice echoed louder then it really should have been. Yet the pure quietness of the room would have helped with that. 

“You are the best thing to happen to me Doctor Y/N….I want to be with you forever…”

With that confession out of the way, he would lean into your flustered face and give you another kiss.

[marahuyos]

tw: silverash's real name, mountain's real name

There's so many Feline Operators in Rhodes Island that would love to stake claim on you.

And not in the sexual way, they would rather have their scent etched onto your being whether you were part of the Feline race or not. You are the Doctor after all. Despite the contracts putting you at a respectable distance, they can't help but break that contract sometimes (especially when the likes of Gravel seem to pay no heed to the contract).

Like imagine SilverAsh, your first guy, the one who eagerly awaited your awakening only to be disappointed at the fact that you don't remember him. But that doesn't deter the CEO. He pulls you to the side after a mission briefing, slowly peeling off your hood and jacket as your shoulders were exposed. He'd rather not crumple the jacket as he respects your position but he'll only give you a soft little smirk before rubbing his scent onto you. Enciodas's ears were right there, flattened and almost begging to be felt so you acted accordingly. The purr that soon followed was music to your ears as Enciodas continued to scent you. His white hair tickled the side of your neck as he pushes you gently against the table. As you continued to rub his ears, you gelt his sandpaper-y tongue lick a small patch of skin before kissing the area softly.

"Keep this scent to yourself, my friend." He chuckled, his tail swooshing from side to side. "Unless, you want to ask for more soon?"

Also coming along the idea of Phantom being too shy to scent you because he clearly has his life cut short with his Oripathy. Why would he ever want to have you smell like a man waiting for Death to come knocking at his door? Believe it or not, it was Ms. Christine who quickly turned Phantom's head around and like hell would Phantom want you to smell like any other feline. He'd be too shy to even lick you, opting to rub his face against your clothes because he feels as though he doesn't deserve to touch your skin. After all, you were always wearing this thick jacket, it would carry out his scent for a while. The only brave thing that he would do is lay a soft kiss on the junction of your neck and shoulder as his tail swooshed happily behind him.

"I do not deserve your kindness, Doctor. But for a moment like this... I shall make an exception."

Anthony Simon, or Mountain as his codename, doesn't even need to do much to scent you. Man's hulking and hairy enough as it is to just scent you with just his arm. But that wouldn't be fair to you, he thinks. After all, it was through your company that made him a free man (but a convict on the run unfortunately) so he should at least show his appreciation for your help, right? With you situated on his lap and practically one arm keeping you from falling, he bends down to lick a long, sandpaper-y strip of your skin before rubbing his muzzle into your neck. His whiskers and fur tickled you as you let out soft giggles before feeling his ears up.

"Thank you for allowing me to stay here, Doctor." He would say before licking another strip on the other side of your neck. "And thank you for allowing me to do this.

Operator Blaze is still someone you have a hard time catching up to because she just burns so brightly and quickly. Not even alluding to her arts, she would always come and go and light up the room with her infectious energy that sometimes you just get overwhelmed with the energy. That same energy goes when she's scenting you also. While not common for female Felines to scent, she would still pin you against a flat surface as she rubs her face on your neck. Her body temperature was always abnormally high because of her arts but this time it was near boiling as she hummed at the feeling of your skin before letting out small kitten licks in an area of your neck. Not letting up, she continues to make licks, even going so far as to tug the collar of your shirt down to scent your collarbone.

"Sorry, Doctor." She said with mirth. "You're just so damn cute that I can't resist ya!"

[latimeria-fell-from-heaven]

#𝗩𝗘!𝗟 𝗢𝗙 𝗡!𝗚𝗛𝗧.

nonnie asked ↺ phantom would be a soft dom...

cw. soft dom!phantom, doctor!reader, praise kink, fingering, missionary position, cumming inside (use condoms irl!), servitude & overstimulation.

>> NAVIGATION <<

Someday, you want to run away with him. Somewhere far, far away, where not even the bloodied thorns of his past can follow you. Somewhere where not even the raging winds and hellscape of the Catastrophes can touch down near you.

But that's a foolish dream, even for you. But if your dreams can't come true, then why not pretend, at least?

Soft kisses are spread across your face with no direction, as if the one doling them out is drunk on love. He might as well be, given how red his cheeks are and how heavy his breaths are. Streaks of pale brown locks flit across your vision, his silky hair now a mess from when your fingers had entangled themselves within them. Another kiss is pressed to your cheek, and you lose whatever train of thought you have held.

Phantom's fingers curled up deep inside of you, rotating around in half circles that stretch you out despite the previous few orgasms that had loosened you plenty. He's always done this, always delaying his own pleasure in favor of watching you reach your climax over and over, whispering sweet nothings that echo around your mind.

His fingers stop, then grind up into a spot that makes you squeak and your leg muscles tense up. "Phaー o-ohーntom.. I.." Your words come out strange and garbled as if your very voice had been corrupted, but it was so hard to think with the overwhelming good you were feeling.

When the slender digits suddenly tug themselves from your spasming walls, you whine in protest, though you stop when you finally look at the man who's been sending you into bliss this whole time. His cheeks as red as tomatoes, chest deeply sinking up and down for oxygen as he drinks up the sight of you. He looks gorgeous.

Phantom lets out a shaky breath. "Doctor... I'm sorry, but.." He whimpered, a voice so soft that you could mistake it for a breeze. "Can I put it in..? Please?"

The sound of his voice pleading so gently tugs on your heartstrings, though the usage of your title rather irks you. "You don't need to ask, y'know. Besides, didn't I say that you don't have to call me Doctor? It's just the two of us. You can say my name, sweetie."

"I'm sorry.."

"Don't apologize. There's nothing to be sorry for." You smile gently at him before beckoning him forward. He complies with shaky eagerness, pushing his torso forward until his hips nearly slot with yours, pulsating erection rubbing up against you with shivers of anticipation. Dipping his body down till your noses are touching, you're not sure if he wants to kiss you or simply bask in your presence.

With his forehead against yours, you stared into his hazy eyes as he slowly sunk into you, filling you so deep. He shakily moans, pushing even further into you until his hips fit against yours and you whimper aloud. He's nicely snug inside your walls, cock brushing up against each quivering little spot that makes you twitch.

You take notice of how his chest heavily heaves, mouth hung open with soft moans and pants escaping. He looks pretty like this, and you wish that you could take a picture of him like this. Though you're sure that the sight will forever engrave itself into your mind.

"You're so pretty Phantom. Have I ever told you that?" Of course you have, you've told him countless times before, but it's not like you'll ever tire of saying so. When you go to cup his cheek, he jumps a bit as your skin slides against his, but he makes no effort to pull away. His cheek is soft, is warm enough to feel like a small flame against your touch.

He halts his movements, eyes wide, with a multitude of emotions coming to life and swirling about within them. "I.." He's at a loss for words, before he reaches a hand to cusp your own, his touch so light that you'd think you were being embraced by a ghost. "I do not deserve you (name).."

You throw him a playful smile, one that quivers when he rolls his hips again and your touch on his face loosens. "Hm? What are you sayin', of course you deserve me. Don't say stuff like that." A moan erupts from your mouth as soon as you finish your sentence when he rubs against that spot deep inside you — he pauses for a sliver of a second but tries it again, and if you were anymore lucid, you'd have been embarrassed by the string of moans wavering from your throat. "Good boy, good bo — o-oh god, yes, there.."

Following your moans and incoherent words as instructions, Phantom keeps the same pace, angling his hips to press up against that one sweet spot that makes you squeeze and spasm around him. When he sinks his head to the side of your neck and starts kissing, you wrap your arms around his back, keeping him in that position for as long as you possibly can.

You can feel yourself being pushed closer and closer to the edge, and after a couple of particularly sharp thrusts, it finally sends you reeling into your long awaited orgasm. Perhaps because of how overworked Phantom's fingers had gotten you earlier, but your entire body feels so hot and sensitive that you feel ready to fall apart. But in his embrace, you know that won't happen.

His pace slows down, until he locks his hips against yours as deep as he can, and hot warmth floods into your lower belly. The brunette shakily moans against you, hips stuttering as his own orgasm wracks his lithe body. And yet he still had it in him to continue nibbling and sucking on your neck, albeit rather weakly. The warmth shared between your bodies is something that you never want to ever be apart from, not even in death.

Yeah, you want to run far away with him.

© latimeriafellfromheaven

[arknights-imagines]

Exe's Update + Important News 🥳📰!!

(news is regarding what I've been up to, commissions, and what I have planned for the blog!!)

*most important bits are in BOLD!*

Hiya everyone 🥳!! I hope you guys are well 💕~

This'll just be a small update post, also including some news and a sneak peek on what I'm working on for the blog 👉👈!!

Firstly, please excuse me for the low activity as of recently svshs 😔...!! I've been rather busy between writing the second raffle prize and also a private commission for someone I know irl aaa 😭 I'll keep working hard on both of those so I can resume working on my usual pieces for the blog sbsjs 👍

Also, regarding the gifts from the blog Anniversary event: as I've said before, I will eventually get to them all sbjss!! However I will admit, there's just so many of them and I'd also like to write different things, not just responses to the gifts all the time 👉👈 So, I hope you guys can understand if I may take longer to deliver everyone's gifts aaa

As always your patience means v v much shhss, ty 🥺!!

In terms of what I've been working on for you guys and the blog, my current wip is for a request for a Phantom + reader piece, centered around the new Phantom and Crimson Solitaire season of Integrated Strategies 🥳🥳 (I loved the concept of the request v v much, so I pushed it up to the top of my queue sbsjs 😶)!!

Here's a small sneak peek:

A commotion from his audience took the Blood Diamond’s attention. There, you stood far from the stage with your weapon in hand, surrounded by your squadmates all immobilized by shock, and Shalem’s hand held your wrist tightly to prevent you from moving. For a moment - just a moment - you all simply stared at the Feline, wide-eyed and transfixed.

I'm eager to keep working on it and complete it, and I hope you guys will look forward to it too aaa 👉👈

Lastly, I have been considering opening writing commissions for some time now (the reason being that money has been a little tight for me as of recently svshs), however I'm a little uncertain on the level of interest sgshs 🤔...!!

If any of you guys would consider commissioning me if I did open them, please do send me a DM or let me know through a reblog or the replies of this post sgsus 👉👈!! I would appreciate it v v much and will most likely decide based on whatever responses I receive, if any!

Either way, I will still be answering requests and writing stuff for the blog like I always have 💞!

Anywho sbsjs that's all 👍!!

I appreciate everyone's patience during times where I'm unable to be super active on the blog svshs 😭 and as I always say, I'm not going anywhere so please dw 💕!!

My asks and DMs are always open if any of you guys want to come chat with me sbsjs ✨ I love chatting with you guys about Arknights especially~ I know that there's lots of hype regarding stuff being released to the CN server of Arknights aaa 😮??

I'll get back to work now then! Ty for your time and please have a good day 🥰 I hope you'll stick around 🌸~

Yours truly,

- A busy Exe, who's sincerely thankful for you guys supporting the blog 😭💕!!!

('Rico/Executor sends his own thanks to everyone as well sbsjs 🥺~)

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Taglist for News 📰!:

@zone10-8

@originium-tears

@tiredstudents

@yoonielien

[vanrougelia]

Hi hi hi :) cuddling with Phantom

that’s all of my brain juice :)

this is so cute anon hh thank u for this idea!!

notes: no utc. gn!operator!reader. short scenario. pure fluff with phantom bcs he deserves the world. (used his real name like twice)

PHANTOM usually does not show affection that much, but when it's with you and him only in a room, his romantic side will eventually come out.

you miss the feline dearly, and you can't wait to be with him again once the annihilation operation the doctor assigned to you is finally finished. maybe give him lots of hugs and kisses when you return, alright?

he's definitely the type to hug you from behind as you are preoccupied with other stuff. what are you thinking at this hour? take some time to relax with LUCIEN, dear. he wants your attention, but he will not admit it.

you two would even cuddle during rainy days or movie nights! there is something about LUCIEN that keeps you warm and crave more cuddles from him, and of course he knows. sometimes when you two are even hugging, ms. christine will suddenly show up near your feet too.

[originium-archives]

Phantom X Reader

Nerves riding high you began to get ready, this was the first time Rhodes Island is hosting a ball after all.

Not that this bothered you in any way, but Dr.Kal’tsits words did.

“You must take the lead in the opening with Operator Phantom. He should have enough experience in dancing, make sure it looks proper so everything runs smoothly. We don’t want Rhodes painted in a bad light, especially since we will have Nobles in attendance.”

Quite disgruntled by your thoughts you kept fixing your clothes, with your attention elsewhere you failed to notice him entering your room.

Finally stepping close enough that you could spot him from your mirror you called out,

“Lucien! Don’t scare me like that!”

“It wasn’t my intention to scare you, you were just preoccupied.”, he said.

“What’s the matter?”, he continued, placing his hand on your cheek.

“It’s a big responsibility, I’m afraid of making a mistake.”, you confessed.

“I see, yet you didn’t consider the fact that I’ll be sharing that responsibility with you. I’ll catch you if you make mistakes.”, he said with infectious confidence.

“Even if you end up stepping on my feet.”, he added jokingly.

These words alone lightened your anxiety, he will be there, you won’t face this challenge alone.

“Thank you my love. I don’t know what I would do without you.”, you said with a smile.

He let out a soft hum and leaned down to kiss the corner of your lips.

“I’d much rather continue this conversation but shouldn’t you get ready? I also need to find Ms. Christine, she has been gone for a while.”, he said inspecting your ball attire.

“Ah! You always end up distracting me, not that I mind, but still!”, you said in a panic.

“Before I forget!”, you started rummaging in your desk, looking for a small gift you prepared for Ms. Christine.

“It’s a bow! It’ll match our ensemble.”, you hand it to him to inspect.

“Thank you.”, a small smile gracing his lips at your thoughtfulness.

“Alright now go before you distract me more!”, you said pushing him out of the door.

But not before you steal a kiss,

“The revenge for scaring me before.”, you said with a sly smile before shutting the door.

He stood in the corridor perplexed before shaking himself out of his stupor.

Smiling to himself he headed out to find the elusive Ms. Christine.

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I hope I did him justice, Part 2 coming soon!

[deepdrownlamentt]

Hi hi! I love your writing so much so far, I’m always glad to see more Arknights love <3 is it possible to request a similar thing to your Elysium and Tequila date plans with Phantom?

Thank you so much and have a lovely day~

↬ phantom's date plans

content warnings: very very brief reference to death (the crimson troupe incident(tm))

note: hi anon, thanks so much you're so sweet!!! also I LOVEEEEE PHANTOM YES OFC!!!! he's been my assistant since i got him ........ thank you for giving me a valid excuse to scream over him ^_^ i hope you enjoy !!

↬ much like the rest of PHANTOM's subtle affections towards you — the lightest brush of his fingers against your cheek, or utterances of my love, my heart, spoken only into the short distance between his lips and yours — his ideal dates are simple, private affairs as well.

↬ if you ever want something more ostentatious, though, he's more than happy to indulge you; his role is your gallant suitor, so of course he has to play the part. he'll do whatever you want, take you wherever you like. perhaps you've been missing your hometown, or you've been wanting to visit some scenic countryside? he's at your beck and call, even outside of the battlefield; any trouble he goes through for you is worth it if he gets to see you smile, after all.

↬ that being said, while he might have a bit of a habit of letting you decide what you want to do (i'm never opposed to anything that will make you smile, he says), he often thinks about preparing you a candlelit dinner, or taking you somewhere quiet and dancing with you in silence. he'll spend some time making tea for you both, or coffee if you prefer, like the kind he used to order at that corner shop back in victoria. he'll pour you a cup, let his fingers linger over yours as he passes it to you, and then allow himself a smile reserved only for you — small, gentle, reverent.

↬ sometimes he laments how he can't do more for you, sometimes — that he doesn't deserve you after all he's done. his words can only stay words and never form melodies, and his eyes always flicker up to meet yours before his fingertips ever even graze your skin. but still, he loves moments like this with you the most, where he can be with you with no interruptions and press kisses against your knuckles, your cheeks, your forehead, your jaw.

↬ his song ended all of their lives, but there are stories where even murderers can seek redemption, aren't there? you speak his name like a prayer, and he thinks that maybe you were his salvation, all along.

[kahidlaws]

Sing for me, Doctor

READ: This is a repost of the original ask from my sfw blog.

Phantom is as elusive as his little Miss. But one thing is for certain, he holds you in high regard. Higher regard than you may think.

*:･ﾟ✧this is prolly karma for not writing a phantom piece when he was rate up before and now im reaping my clownery when i had 2 off banner 6*s in the surtr banner

phantom x female!doctor!reader

tw: sexual content, phantom lore, slight dubious content, asphyxiation

A stage. The curtains drawn up. Lights pouring on the two people. The light refracted against his partner’s jewelry (he knew it was tacky plastic fakes, varnished to a shine) but the real jewels were her eyes. The Feline slinked like the shadows, a gloved hand grabbing her waist and bringing her closer to his body. He feels the warmth despite the coldness of the stage. Despite the cold stares that his travelling troupe had bared.

Phantom’s lips traveled from your collar bone across the expanse of your neck. His tongue lathed along your jaw before settling his lips on your parted ones. Your chest heaved up and down as he watched in keen interest as your tongue darted out and licked the blood away from your lips.

His fangs nicked your bottom lip, reveling in the taste of iron as he smirked at your widened face. “You are divine, Doctor.”

A beat, before he dipped her down. The faux ball was as glitzy and glamorous as ever but the one main attraction was the person in his arms. His hands eased her up again, this time his fingers caressing your sides as he felt her shiver.

Popping a nipple into his mouth, his eyes looked up to gauge your face. Your mouth was still parted, yours and his spit dribbling down your face as you mewled from his ministrations.

“Ph-Phantom…” You panted out, eyes hazy as you looked down at him. “What are you…”

He sees the uncertainty in your eyes and he finds it both disgusting and euphoric that his cock strained against his pants even harder. With his fangs, he nicked one more bite mark on your left breast. He felt your heart beat faster, more erratic, and he finds himself wanting more.

“Let me take care of you, my Doctor.” He hummed. “But as payment, I want you to sing for me.”

Alas, like the curtains, even this secret rendezvous has to come to an end. He senses the apprehension that was coming, not from the script, but the sudden rise in tension in the theater itself. He can’t stay here any longer but one last meeting wouldn’t hurt anyone…

“Now stay still, my doctor.” He says, breathing in the scent of your sopping cunt. Your hips bucked uselessly against the grip of his hands.

“Phantom…!” You gasped out, whether from want or for him to stop. This wasn’t standard protocol. This wasn’t even protocol. The mysterious Phantom drew you in like a moth to a flame and you were none the wiser to heed the warning signs.

“Ease, my Doctor.” He breathed out, smoothing your thighs as his tongue poked out. He took a small kitten lick on your throbbing clit and he reveled at how melodious your moan is. “I promise you, it will feel good.”

“Now please… I want you to sing for me…!”

[aaksees]

Hai hai is it okay for me request boyfriend head cannons for Phantom?

⋆⋅☆⋅⋆Phantom boyfriend hcs ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆

Phantom saw you as the moon that warmly lit up the world for him in the night.

Lucien always knows when you’re feeling down and he would always find ways to cheer you up. Like by hugging you, watching shows together, anything just to make you feel better again.

He enjoys the sight of seeing you play and groom Miss Christine, he would even give you a special pass just for you and you only to play and take care of Miss Christine. 

He doesn’t like to use his voice often in fear of his arts but he will always give you sticky notes of how much he loves you. Sometimes Lucien would even sneak it in your work without you noticing.

Although he’s afraid of using his voice, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t use it. In fact he would always whisper or mumble things to you like how much he cares about you and how much he adores you. It even feels like sharing secrets just between the two of you without anyone knowing.

He will always find solace within your arms whenever he finishes operations tasked to him, like the moon, your light will be the one to bring him back to reality. You’re his home and other half and he will always be there for you, either in the spotlight with you or in your shadow that was cast by the spotlight.