Christine Daaé

“𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠...“ 𝑅𝑃/ 𝐴𝑠𝑘 𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑔 (𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛) | 𝑆𝑒𝑚𝑖- 𝑆𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 | 𝑆ℎ𝑒/𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 | 𝐹𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑠/𝐿𝑖𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 @𝑁𝑜𝑙𝑎-𝑆𝑐ℎ𝑢𝑦𝑙𝑒𝑟

[memoirsofamanager]

You’re back ! And you’re just in time to celebrate the anniversary of Raoul’s milkshakification !

@vicomte-raoul-de-chagny @sweetest-soprano

The fact that this is something that is still being remembered is absolutely hysterical to André.

Firmin, on the other hand, looks at you like you've grown a second head. "I...beg your pardon?"

"Oh, my God," André says, grabbing Firmin's shoulder. "Oh, you don't know, do you?"

Indeed, Firmin does NOT know, as the milkshake incident occurred before this was a multi-muse blog.

"What the hell are you two on about?? Is...Is this– Is there a joke I wasn't let in on???"

[vicomte-raoul-de-chagny]

[He covers his face with both hands and lets out a long drawn groan of despair]

Why?? Why must we continue to being this up?! There is absolutely no point! How is this still being spoken about??

[memoirsofamanager]

"It is your legacy, Monsieur le Vicomte!" André replies jovially. "A rather funny one, at that."

[vicomte-raoul-de-chagny]

"Oh, legacy, he says!" Raoul responds, even more sarcastically and despairingly. "Of all the things! Not my Naval education, nor my 'scandalous' marriage, but the one time I was turned into a milkshake!"

And he buries his face into his hands just as dramatically as before.

[lovely-lotte]

“It was very… memorable to say the least, love.”

[chandeliermaxxing]

What do you think Christine and Raoul would be like as parents?

It'd be just like Love Never Dies KIDDINGGG

I think Christine gives off a strong vibe of a woman who'd get a lil Postpartum depression tho. Sorry. Okay I know the people probably don't want depressing parenting headcanons.

Ok happier ones

Her baby/(babies?) would be the sleepiest most serenaded babies in all of France

Raoul would be doing comically absurd things to help Christine with whatever food cravings she may encounter

I think he'd be the dad you could turn to if mom said no. Like I don't think people often times would say no to a lil rich boy like Raoul and he'd pass on the torch 100% for better and for worse.

Sorry idk what else. that's all I got

[xphanlocked]

𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕤....𝕚𝕥❜𝕤 𝕤𝕠>>

[littleeliza-lotte]

Past the point of no return…

More art by the lovely @/ mameomal ! Kanisha Marie Felicano and Rhys Whitfield used as references.

[costumeloverz71]

Maternity or Laying-in Dress, 1888

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[littleeliza-lotte]

Let me be your shelter…

Commission done by @/ Mameomal on X! Kanisha Marie Feliciano and Hadley Fraser used as references

[badsalmonella]

Continuing my collection of Christine and Raoul vintage photograph pics. Plz understand that Emilie and Jordan are the Christine and Raoul on the one bootleg I got so ........... it's serious. 😶

QAlso I found a new way to render the art that feels a little more reminiscent of the fuzziness of old photos so……I hope all 30 of you can forgive the inconsistency lol😔😔✌🏼

[lovely-lotte]

@vicomte-raoul-de-chagny

[badsalmonella]

Not to like hetjoshi out on your dash like this but the post of the romantic vintage portraits got me going 🥺🥺🥺 anyways Raoul and Christine masquerade costume pic miiight make moreeee IF I'M FEELING CRAZY and GOADED IN THE CORNY SAUCE

[lovely-lotte]

@vicomte-raoul-de-chagny

(X)

Another few weeks had passed since Raoul and Christine broke the news of her pregnancy to his sisters. It certainly felt good to have told someone else, especially people that they knew would be ecstatic about it, Marguerite and Beatrice were some of the only people who had supported them throughout the years, unlike the rest of high society.

Christine was now just around four months along, her belly had become more pronounced and was fairly impossible to hide now, though Raoul had ordered her new dresses and had some of her older ones let out so that they could be more comfortable.

Although she still wished to remain in bed all day, preferably with her husband, Christine was still expected to be out and about until she was even further along. It was very annoying, but she complied. For now.

Now, she sat in front of her vanity, adorned in her new gown, placing powder on her neck where bruises of love bites still lingered, preparing for an event she had been dreading.

“I know we must go, but could we please only stay for an hour or two?”

[vicomte-raoul-de-chagny]

Raoul looked up at Christine from adjusting his sleeves, a soft, apologetic smile on his face as he approached behind her. He placed his hands on her shoulders, pressing a kiss to the back of her shoulder. "I know, love. But it will only be for a few hours, I promise. We will be home before you know it."

He felt somewhat guilty, and it showed in his eyes. He felt responsible for dragging Christine to a party that she did not want to go to. But it was important that they try to integrate themselves back into society, and he knew this was one of the best ways to do it, despite his own distaste for these parties.

[lovely-lotte]

A few hours, Christine could handle a few hours. It would all be over before she knew it and they could return back to the comforts of their home, she just needed to last for a few hours.

Clearly Raoul didn’t enjoy this either, but he was used to this by now, his entire life he had grown up in society, even in the navy he was still around men who mostly came from higher ranking families. Regardless of what some thought of him, he still had respect to his name, while Christine didn’t have that luxury. Just because she had the title of Viscountess or shared his last name, didn’t mean people respected her as they did him. Even so, she could put on a brave face for a night.

Christine leaned back into Raoul as he kissed her shoulder, taking his hands into her own and placing them around her waist instead.

“I suppose at least now I have more of an excuse to feign exhaustion.” She joked.

[vicomte-raoul-de-chagny]

Raoul smiled sadly, attempting to hide his worry. But he was. He was worried for Christine. Would this put too much strain on her, or the baby? He did not want to do that to her. But they had avoided the public for too long already... he was the last living man in his family. He had to uphold their legacy somehow.

He kissed Christine's neck, melting a little into her as his hands made their way to her stomach, feeling it gently. He sighed.

"We won't have to bring it up. If you wish, I will do my best to steer conversation away from this as much as possible. I want you to be able to enjoy an evening out."

[lovely-lotte]

Raoul was never really able to hide his worry, his brow would crease, and his demeanor would wane. It was something she often saw, even more so nowadays. They could handle one night out though, as soon as it became too straining they could leave, it wasn’t like they’d never left early before.

“We can certainly try,” She smiled, giggling softly as he kissed her neck. It was very likely something would get brought up, she had been asked several times in the last few years when she would give Raoul an heir, of course they never thought of having a child like that, but now that she was expecting, she was sure the overly personal questions still wouldn’t cease.

“We could always sneak off like we used to, give them something else to talk about.”

[vicomte-raoul-de-chagny]

Raoul couldn't help smiling, almost naughtily, chuckling as he nuzzled the back of her neck.

"It's almost like you want to be as scandalous as they believe you are," he teased, kissing her neck again, then lower down her spine, in between her shoulder blades. He was blushing a little.

He was wanting less and less to leave.

[lovely-lotte]

“Almost? I think I’ve made it quite clear that if they’re going to say such things about us, we might as well make them true.” Christine shivered, ready to tell Raoul that they could just stay in, enjoy the night alone without all the stress. Alas, they were both fully dressed and prepared, she didn’t want to put that effort to waste, and they would have a lifetime of nights alone, she could restrain herself slightly for tonight.

“If you keep doing that to me, we’ll never leave,” That was probably his plan, one she didn’t exactly hate, but they’d have to at least try to make an appearance.

“Save it for the carriage, my love.”

[vicomte-raoul-de-chagny]

Raoul sighed, a bit dramatically, as he pulled away from her.

"You're right, you're right, as usual, darling," he sighed, heading over to the table by the door, pulling on his gloves. Ah, but the carriage. The time would pass anyway. No one could possibly tell them off for using their time however they wished.

He pulled on his coat, and draped his scarf around his neck. He put his hat on before approaching Christine again, bowing slightly and offering a gloved hand.

"Shall we get going, Madame de Chagny?" He said, with a smile.

[lovely-lotte]

The night would end eventually, and they would be back here, even if everything went horribly wrong, there was something to look forward to.

Christine grabbed her shaw and placed it around her shoulders before taking her husband’s hand, giving him a little curtsy as he bowed to her. Three years of marriage and they still hadn’t lost that spark, she hoped they never would.

“We shall, Monsieur de Chagny.”

The carriage ride wasn’t too eventful, though the couple had trouble keeping their hands off of each other, they had some restraint. At the very least, they made sure their hair stayed intact and didn’t look as mused as it usually did. They had to have some excitement before dealing with everyone.

Once they neared their destination, Christine felt herself tense, she reminded herself they wouldn’t stay too long and that if any issues arose they could leave immediately. There was nothing to truly worry about, not right now at least.

[vicomte-raoul-de-chagny]

Raoul looked over to his wife, as the carriage came to a stop outside the venue. Despite the fact that they hadn't been in a while, it was still familiar to him. He still remembered going to many parties with his father and siblings. With varying levels of enjoyment.

Raoul gave her a small smile, squeezing her hand. "It'll be alright, my love."

Soon, they were exiting the carriage. Raoul stepped out first, holding his hand out towards his wife. Once they stepped outside together, his demeanor seemed to shift. A more refined, polite version of his usual self, a careful smile on his face as they began to head inside. But his arm stayed around Christine's, keeping her protectively close. He did not look at any lingering eyes that came their way, his head held high. Because he was proud of his wife. Nothing would ever change that.

[lovely-lotte]

She didn’t really believe his words, but Christine trusted him completely, as long as they were together it would all be okay. Tonight could be fun, even.

Though Christine hadn’t performed professionally in years, each time she went out, she put on an act, one that had varying levels of success and believability. She had to hold herself high, make sure no one knew how hard some of their comments hit her, show them she was worthy of being a viscountess and that she wasn’t a gold digging whore that Raoul married just to spite his family. She deserved this life, she fought for it, more than anyone else here had.

The start of the night seemed tame enough, there was a few glares, but when wasn’t there? Raoul held her close, keeping his arm around hers and constantly asking if she was okay. For now, all was fine, maybe they could get through this evening unscathed.

Or maybe not.

[lovely-lotte]

@vicomte-raoul-de-chagny

(X)

Another few weeks had passed since Raoul and Christine broke the news of her pregnancy to his sisters. It certainly felt good to have told someone else, especially people that they knew would be ecstatic about it, Marguerite and Beatrice were some of the only people who had supported them throughout the years, unlike the rest of high society.

Christine was now just around four months along, her belly had become more pronounced and was fairly impossible to hide now, though Raoul had ordered her new dresses and had some of her older ones let out so that they could be more comfortable.

Although she still wished to remain in bed all day, preferably with her husband, Christine was still expected to be out and about until she was even further along. It was very annoying, but she complied. For now.

Now, she sat in front of her vanity, adorned in her new gown, placing powder on her neck where bruises of love bites still lingered, preparing for an event she had been dreading.

“I know we must go, but could we please only stay for an hour or two?”

[vicomte-raoul-de-chagny]

Raoul looked up at Christine from adjusting his sleeves, a soft, apologetic smile on his face as he approached behind her. He placed his hands on her shoulders, pressing a kiss to the back of her shoulder. "I know, love. But it will only be for a few hours, I promise. We will be home before you know it."

He felt somewhat guilty, and it showed in his eyes. He felt responsible for dragging Christine to a party that she did not want to go to. But it was important that they try to integrate themselves back into society, and he knew this was one of the best ways to do it, despite his own distaste for these parties.

[lovely-lotte]

A few hours, Christine could handle a few hours. It would all be over before she knew it and they could return back to the comforts of their home, she just needed to last for a few hours.

Clearly Raoul didn’t enjoy this either, but he was used to this by now, his entire life he had grown up in society, even in the navy he was still around men who mostly came from higher ranking families. Regardless of what some thought of him, he still had respect to his name, while Christine didn’t have that luxury. Just because she had the title of Viscountess or shared his last name, didn’t mean people respected her as they did him. Even so, she could put on a brave face for a night.

Christine leaned back into Raoul as he kissed her shoulder, taking his hands into her own and placing them around her waist instead.

“I suppose at least now I have more of an excuse to feign exhaustion.” She joked.

[vicomte-raoul-de-chagny]

Raoul smiled sadly, attempting to hide his worry. But he was. He was worried for Christine. Would this put too much strain on her, or the baby? He did not want to do that to her. But they had avoided the public for too long already... he was the last living man in his family. He had to uphold their legacy somehow.

He kissed Christine's neck, melting a little into her as his hands made their way to her stomach, feeling it gently. He sighed.

"We won't have to bring it up. If you wish, I will do my best to steer conversation away from this as much as possible. I want you to be able to enjoy an evening out."

[lovely-lotte]

Raoul was never really able to hide his worry, his brow would crease, and his demeanor would wane. It was something she often saw, even more so nowadays. They could handle one night out though, as soon as it became too straining they could leave, it wasn’t like they’d never left early before.

“We can certainly try,” She smiled, giggling softly as he kissed her neck. It was very likely something would get brought up, she had been asked several times in the last few years when she would give Raoul an heir, of course they never thought of having a child like that, but now that she was expecting, she was sure the overly personal questions still wouldn’t cease.

“We could always sneak off like we used to, give them something else to talk about.”

[vicomte-raoul-de-chagny]

Raoul couldn't help smiling, almost naughtily, chuckling as he nuzzled the back of her neck.

"It's almost like you want to be as scandalous as they believe you are," he teased, kissing her neck again, then lower down her spine, in between her shoulder blades. He was blushing a little.

He was wanting less and less to leave.

[lovely-lotte]

“Almost? I think I’ve made it quite clear that if they’re going to say such things about us, we might as well make them true.” Christine shivered, ready to tell Raoul that they could just stay in, enjoy the night alone without all the stress. Alas, they were both fully dressed and prepared, she didn’t want to put that effort to waste, and they would have a lifetime of nights alone, she could restrain herself slightly for tonight.

“If you keep doing that to me, we’ll never leave,” That was probably his plan, one she didn’t exactly hate, but they’d have to at least try to make an appearance.

“Save it for the carriage, my love.”

[vicomte-raoul-de-chagny]

Raoul sighed, a bit dramatically, as he pulled away from her.

"You're right, you're right, as usual, darling," he sighed, heading over to the table by the door, pulling on his gloves. Ah, but the carriage. The time would pass anyway. No one could possibly tell them off for using their time however they wished.

He pulled on his coat, and draped his scarf around his neck. He put his hat on before approaching Christine again, bowing slightly and offering a gloved hand.

"Shall we get going, Madame de Chagny?" He said, with a smile.

[lovely-lotte]

The night would end eventually, and they would be back here, even if everything went horribly wrong, there was something to look forward to.

Christine grabbed her shaw and placed it around her shoulders before taking her husband’s hand, giving him a little curtsy as he bowed to her. Three years of marriage and they still hadn’t lost that spark, she hoped they never would.

“We shall, Monsieur de Chagny.”

The carriage ride wasn’t too eventful, though the couple had trouble keeping their hands off of each other, they had some restraint. At the very least, they made sure their hair stayed intact and didn’t look as mused as it usually did. They had to have some excitement before dealing with everyone.

Once they neared their destination, Christine felt herself tense, she reminded herself they wouldn’t stay too long and that if any issues arose they could leave immediately. There was nothing to truly worry about, not right now at least.

[lovely-lotte]

@vicomte-raoul-de-chagny

(X)

Another few weeks had passed since Raoul and Christine broke the news of her pregnancy to his sisters. It certainly felt good to have told someone else, especially people that they knew would be ecstatic about it, Marguerite and Beatrice were some of the only people who had supported them throughout the years, unlike the rest of high society.

Christine was now just around four months along, her belly had become more pronounced and was fairly impossible to hide now, though Raoul had ordered her new dresses and had some of her older ones let out so that they could be more comfortable.

Although she still wished to remain in bed all day, preferably with her husband, Christine was still expected to be out and about until she was even further along. It was very annoying, but she complied. For now.

Now, she sat in front of her vanity, adorned in her new gown, placing powder on her neck where bruises of love bites still lingered, preparing for an event she had been dreading.

“I know we must go, but could we please only stay for an hour or two?”

[vicomte-raoul-de-chagny]

Raoul looked up at Christine from adjusting his sleeves, a soft, apologetic smile on his face as he approached behind her. He placed his hands on her shoulders, pressing a kiss to the back of her shoulder. "I know, love. But it will only be for a few hours, I promise. We will be home before you know it."

He felt somewhat guilty, and it showed in his eyes. He felt responsible for dragging Christine to a party that she did not want to go to. But it was important that they try to integrate themselves back into society, and he knew this was one of the best ways to do it, despite his own distaste for these parties.

[lovely-lotte]

A few hours, Christine could handle a few hours. It would all be over before she knew it and they could return back to the comforts of their home, she just needed to last for a few hours.

Clearly Raoul didn’t enjoy this either, but he was used to this by now, his entire life he had grown up in society, even in the navy he was still around men who mostly came from higher ranking families. Regardless of what some thought of him, he still had respect to his name, while Christine didn’t have that luxury. Just because she had the title of Viscountess or shared his last name, didn’t mean people respected her as they did him. Even so, she could put on a brave face for a night.

Christine leaned back into Raoul as he kissed her shoulder, taking his hands into her own and placing them around her waist instead.

“I suppose at least now I have more of an excuse to feign exhaustion.” She joked.

[vicomte-raoul-de-chagny]

Raoul smiled sadly, attempting to hide his worry. But he was. He was worried for Christine. Would this put too much strain on her, or the baby? He did not want to do that to her. But they had avoided the public for too long already... he was the last living man in his family. He had to uphold their legacy somehow.

He kissed Christine's neck, melting a little into her as his hands made their way to her stomach, feeling it gently. He sighed.

"We won't have to bring it up. If you wish, I will do my best to steer conversation away from this as much as possible. I want you to be able to enjoy an evening out."

[lovely-lotte]

Raoul was never really able to hide his worry, his brow would crease, and his demeanor would wane. It was something she often saw, even more so nowadays. They could handle one night out though, as soon as it became too straining they could leave, it wasn’t like they’d never left early before.

“We can certainly try,” She smiled, giggling softly as he kissed her neck. It was very likely something would get brought up, she had been asked several times in the last few years when she would give Raoul an heir, of course they never thought of having a child like that, but now that she was expecting, she was sure the overly personal questions still wouldn’t cease.

“We could always sneak off like we used to, give them something else to talk about.”

[vicomte-raoul-de-chagny]

Raoul couldn't help smiling, almost naughtily, chuckling as he nuzzled the back of her neck.

"It's almost like you want to be as scandalous as they believe you are," he teased, kissing her neck again, then lower down her spine, in between her shoulder blades. He was blushing a little.

He was wanting less and less to leave.

[lovely-lotte]

“Almost? I think I’ve made it quite clear that if they’re going to say such things about us, we might as well make them true.” Christine shivered, ready to tell Raoul that they could just stay in, enjoy the night alone without all the stress. Alas, they were both fully dressed and prepared, she didn’t want to put that effort to waste, and they would have a lifetime of nights alone, she could restrain herself slightly for tonight.

“If you keep doing that to me, we’ll never leave,” That was probably his plan, one she didn’t exactly hate, but they’d have to at least try to make an appearance.

“Save it for the carriage, my love.”

[lovely-lotte]

@vicomte-raoul-de-chagny

(X)

Another few weeks had passed since Raoul and Christine broke the news of her pregnancy to his sisters. It certainly felt good to have told someone else, especially people that they knew would be ecstatic about it, Marguerite and Beatrice were some of the only people who had supported them throughout the years, unlike the rest of high society.

Christine was now just around four months along, her belly had become more pronounced and was fairly impossible to hide now, though Raoul had ordered her new dresses and had some of her older ones let out so that they could be more comfortable.

Although she still wished to remain in bed all day, preferably with her husband, Christine was still expected to be out and about until she was even further along. It was very annoying, but she complied. For now.

Now, she sat in front of her vanity, adorned in her new gown, placing powder on her neck where bruises of love bites still lingered, preparing for an event she had been dreading.

“I know we must go, but could we please only stay for an hour or two?”

[vicomte-raoul-de-chagny]

Raoul looked up at Christine from adjusting his sleeves, a soft, apologetic smile on his face as he approached behind her. He placed his hands on her shoulders, pressing a kiss to the back of her shoulder. "I know, love. But it will only be for a few hours, I promise. We will be home before you know it."

He felt somewhat guilty, and it showed in his eyes. He felt responsible for dragging Christine to a party that she did not want to go to. But it was important that they try to integrate themselves back into society, and he knew this was one of the best ways to do it, despite his own distaste for these parties.

[lovely-lotte]

A few hours, Christine could handle a few hours. It would all be over before she knew it and they could return back to the comforts of their home, she just needed to last for a few hours.

Clearly Raoul didn’t enjoy this either, but he was used to this by now, his entire life he had grown up in society, even in the navy he was still around men who mostly came from higher ranking families. Regardless of what some thought of him, he still had respect to his name, while Christine didn’t have that luxury. Just because she had the title of Viscountess or shared his last name, didn’t mean people respected her as they did him. Even so, she could put on a brave face for a night.

Christine leaned back into Raoul as he kissed her shoulder, taking his hands into her own and placing them around her waist instead.

“I suppose at least now I have more of an excuse to feign exhaustion.” She joked.

[vicomte-raoul-de-chagny]

Raoul smiled sadly, attempting to hide his worry. But he was. He was worried for Christine. Would this put too much strain on her, or the baby? He did not want to do that to her. But they had avoided the public for too long already... he was the last living man in his family. He had to uphold their legacy somehow.

He kissed Christine's neck, melting a little into her as his hands made their way to her stomach, feeling it gently. He sighed.

"We won't have to bring it up. If you wish, I will do my best to steer conversation away from this as much as possible. I want you to be able to enjoy an evening out."

[lovely-lotte]

Raoul was never really able to hide his worry, his brow would crease, and his demeanor would wane. It was something she often saw, even more so nowadays. They could handle one night out though, as soon as it became too straining they could leave, it wasn’t like they’d never left early before.

“We can certainly try,” She smiled, giggling softly as he kissed her neck. It was very likely something would get brought up, she had been asked several times in the last few years when she would give Raoul an heir, of course they never thought of having a child like that, but now that she was expecting, she was sure the overly personal questions still wouldn’t cease.

“We could always sneak off like we used to, give them something else to talk about.”

[lonlonranching]

r/fiveletterhorror: give me the gun meg

[crownprincesses]

Sissi & Franz with their children (from ‘Sissi’ Miniserie, 2009)

As requested by Anonymous

[lovely-lotte]

(( would like to make it clear that LND isn’t the canon I use for my main rps. If Christine’s pregnancy is mentioned in most cases, it’s Raoul’s, the rp we are doing is set three years after the events of phantom, so he is most certainly not the father.))

[lovely-lotte]

baby name ideas

“Names have been discussed between Raoul and I, I have a feeling we are going to have a girl so we decided on Charlotte, after my nickname from childhood. Though if we have a boy, there’s quite a few names we have thought of but can’t decide just yet. I suppose when the baby is here, I’ll find a name that sounds right.”