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[insolentyouth]

𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑  𝐏𝐀𝐍  (𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟑)  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.

please feel free to edit these as necessary.

“  all this has happened before, and it will all happen again.  ”

“  do hurry.  we mustn’t be late for the party, you know.  ”

“  if we don’t go to the party, i can never show my face in the office again.  ”

“  must we always take that nasty tonic?  ”

“  less noise, please.  ”

“  oh, you look simply lovely!  ”

“  what have you done to your shirt?  ”

“  i don’t want to grow up.  ”

“  goodness gracious, whatever shall we do?  sound the alarm!  call scotland yard!  ”

“  how can we expect the children to grow up and be practical when you’re as bad as they are?  ”

“  you look exactly the way i thought you would.  a little taller, perhaps.  ”

“  one can’t leave his shadow lying about.  ”

“  girls talk too much.  ”

“  i came to listen to the stories.  ”

“  my stories?  but they’re all about you.  ”

“  i’m so glad you came back tonight.  i might never have seen you.  ”

“  what would mother say?  ”

“  she says you’re a big, ugly girl.  ”

“  we ought to be tending to the business of looting ships.  ”

“  why, i’ve almost forgotten how to slit a throat.  ”

“  i hereby banish you forever.  ”

“  i shall try to be worthy of my post.  ”

“  first, we must plan our strategy.  ”

“  just imagine.  real, live mermaids!  ”

“  we were only trying to drown her.  ”

“  you dog.  ”

“  just exactly what do you think you are doing?  ”

“  come down, boy, if you’ve a taste for cold steel!  ”

“  oh, how dreadful.  ”

“  our best hiding place is the spanish main, sir.  ”

“  tomorrow, i leave the island, never to return.  ”

“  a real mother is the most wonderful person in the world.  ”

“  i propose we leave for home at once.  ”

“  wouldn’t it be more humane-like to slit his throat?  ”

“  aren’t you ashamed of yourselves?  ”

“  a thousand pardons, my dear.  i don’t believe you are in on our little joke.  ”

“  don’t be ridiculous!  ”

“  you mean more to me than anything in this whole world!  ”

“  this time you’ve gone too far!  ”

“  i’ll show you this ghost has blood in his veins.  ”

“  coward?  me?  ”

“  insolent youth, prepare to die!  ”

“  i’ll go away forever.  i’ll do anything you say.  ”

“  at your service, madam.  ”

“  could you tell me, sir, where we’re sailing?  ”

“  it was such a wonderful adventure.  ”

“  we sailed away on a ship in the sky.  ”

“  i’m going to bed.  ”

“  he really is wonderful, isn’t he?  ”

“  you know, i have the strangest feeling that i’ve seen that ship before… a long time ago, when i was very young.  ”

[lightsaworld]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.

below are starters from the second book in julia quinn’s bridgerton series, the viscount who loved me. feel free to change pronouns/plurals/etc. however you’d like!

“i’m not in a snit.” “you are not to have anything to do with ___.” “i’m thinking about getting married.” “you’re not engaged for this dance, are you?” “allow me to prevent you from making a grievous mistake.” “does that mean your skin is not as thick as your boots?” “you are a menace.” “do you always talk to flowers?” “you do seem to have a knack for saying the exact wrong thing.” “i … am … going … to … KILL YOU!” “he will not make a good husband.” “i am not inclined for a dalliance.” “the only reason to give up one’s mistress is if one happens to love one’s wife.” “this is madness.” “don’t say anything. whatever you do, don’t say anything.” “you’re nothing but a rake.” “i do respect you in an odd, perverted sort of way.” “i owe you an apology for my behavior the other night. i treated you most rudely.” “i’m not such a terrible person, you know.” “don’t you have somewhere else to be?” “i can hardly countenance your impertinence.” “if you just look at me, you will know that you are safe.” “will you shut up?” “there is not going to be any gossip because no one is going to say a word.” “we will marry.” “there are certain things i cannot give you, and love, i’m afraid, is one of them.” “i thought you might like some hot milk.” “i don’t enjoy being condescended to.” “do i repulse you?” “i can’t sleep at night for wanting you.” “i hadn’t realized you felt a responsibility toward me.” “you look tired.” “everyone is talking about you today.” “i think i’m in love.” “why are you trying to put your leg into the arm-hole of your shirt?” “i can’t be with you right now.” “i think that he’s/she’s/they’re telling you you’re an ass.” “are you patronizing me?” “it was supposed to be me.” “i love you, you know.” “well, you’re wrong.” “i don’t know if i can get past this.” “i didn’t want to love you.” “i think the human heart must be stronger than we could ever imagine.” “i have some very important things to tell you.”

[rpmemes-galore]

bram stoker’s dracula … sentence starters

“No! Do not see me!“

“Do you believe in destiny?”

“Despair has its own calms.“

“I feel like a blundering novice.“

“Well, you’re a sick old buzzard!“

“This man belongs to me, I want him!“

“Once again… welcome to my house.“

“Enter freely and of your own free will!“

“Truly, there is no such thing as finality.”

“I feel myself quite wild with excitement.“

“I love you too much… to condemn you.“

“We learn from failure, not from success!“

“You shall be sorry, yet, each one of you!“

“They say you are a man of good… taste.“

“I have crossed oceans of time to find you.“

“You will, I trust, excuse me if I do not join you.“

“But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one.“

“To die, to be really dead, that must be glorious!“

“I have cried even when the laugh did choke me.“

“There is a reason why all things are as they are.“

“I want to cut off her head and take out her heart.“

“It’s not true. I, too, can love, and I will love, again.“

“I have offended you with my ignorance. Forgive me.”

“No, you don’t; you couldn’t with eyebrows like yours.“

“There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.“

“Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.“

“I want you to believe… to believe in things that you cannot.”

“Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.”

“You don’t know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself.”

“I want to be what you are, see what you see, love what you love.“

“My arms are hungry for you, my darling. Kiss me and caress me.”

“You reason well, and your wit is bold, but you are too prejudiced.“

“And so you, like the others, would play your brains against mine.“

“God pity me! Look down on a poor soul in worse than mortal peril!“

“It is really wonderful how much resilience there is in human nature.“

“The world seems full of good men… even if there are monsters in it.”

“Oh, the terrible struggle that I have had against sleep so often of late.”

“How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads.”

“You must not be alone; for to be alone is to be full of fears and alarms.“

“No one but a woman can help a man when he is in trouble of the heart.“

“I suppose a cry does us all good at times, clears the air as other rain does.”

“Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things.“

“But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together.“

“It is a strange world, a sad world, a world full of miseries, and woes, and troubles.“

“Though sympathy alone can’t alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.”

“Yes, there is someone I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.”

“I have learned not to think little of any one’s belief, no matter how strange it may be.“

“What manner of man is this, or what manner of creature is it in the semblance of man?“

“Do you not think that there are things which you cannot understand, and yet which are.”

“They are real, they are of our time, and they are here, close by, stalking us as we sleep.“

“Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us different ways.“

“I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.“

“There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.“

“Remember, my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker.”

“It is only when a man feels himself face to face with such horrors that he can understand their true import.“

“I have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.“

“I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.“

“Oh, my dear, if you only knew how strange is the matter regarding which I am here, it is you who would laugh.“

“From what you have told me of your experiences already, you know something of what strange things there may be.“

“Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?“

“But there are things old and new which must not be contemplate by men´s eyes, because they know -or think they know- some things which other men have told them.”

[consultingking-jim]

Send me "Ours" for a drabble of our muses raising a child

[musikensangel]

thinking about christine and her fear of mirrors post-canon… she covers every single one she finds with a sheet or whatever she has. she doesn’t like looking at herself, either. she knows she looks nothing like she used to, she doesn’t need to be reminded. though she knows its completely irrational, a small part of her can always be tricked by the light, by a shadow on the wall, by a wayward noise, and because of this she remains vigilant for her ghost. she hears and sees him everywhere, when he is always nowhere to be found.

[mvndrvke]

@musikensangel gets a starter! ft. meg

The opera house is a flurry of chaos preparing for the premiere of the new opera; they've got police running around too to aid in the insane mission of trying to catch the Phantom. Madame Giry has chased away the owners and Raoul and all the rest pestering Christine, and Meg herself has snuck downstairs to the little shrine kept to Christine's father where she knows she'll find her friend.

She sits beside her in silence for a long moment, looking at the portrait before she looks at Christine.

"They won't catch him," she whispers. "There's a labyrinth under this opera house; they could search down there forever and never find him." She glances at the ceiling, knowing there are police currently trying to set up a plan to ensnare their opera ghost. She knows they'll never succeed. She thinks Christine might know that too.

"You don't have to participate in this," she says. "In their plan. If you don't want to perform, then we'll disappear. The two of us. I have some money; we can go to England. Somewhere far away where none of them can find us."

[musikensangel]

⠀⠀it makes her sick. the opera house, the voice, the anniversary of her papa's death, the production of don juan triumphant — her stomach now turns constantly the moment she steps foot within the building, her greatest love now all she wishes to avoid. music was a blessing. it was a gift from god; gustave had told her that, some time when she was little and unknowing. now it inspires fear with each strike of the cord, a constant reminder of her teacher and of her folly.

⠀⠀christine makes no movement when meg enters. there is no acknowledgement of the ballerina's presence; her glassy eyes continue to stare forth, imploring the weathered photograph before her to give her her papa back. she winces when meg speaks.

⠀⠀yes, they would never find him. it was true. erik was too clever a magician, too much a trapdoor lover. it gives her no relief, though. empty, and devoid of emotion, christine turns her gaze.

⠀⠀she's grown paler these past few months. looking more dead than alive, her fingers curl against the silver cross at her throat, one of the few remainders of gustave left on earth. christine swallows heavily.

⠀⠀❝ disappear? ❞ she echoes faintly. ❝ I don't think... ❞ she drifts off. her lips press together in a tight seal, uncertainty clear on her tired face. oh, god. that would be an idea. they could run. christine would never have to think of erik, or raoul, or the viscount, or singing ever again — she could breathe. she swallows when she meets meg's honest eyes.

⠀⠀❝ oh, min älskade vän... ❞ she whispers, her heart giving a thud of hope within her breast. her eyes shine, suddenly wet with unshed tears.

⠀⠀❝ there is so much I cannot leave behind... I am terrified. terrified, meg... ❞ she says, then stifles a quiet sob. ❝ I miss — ❞ it sits on the tip of her tongue. christine hesitates, then speaks. ❝ I miss the way things used to be. ❞

[replaceableme]

bridgerton 2x01 “capital r rake” sentence starters pt. 2

feel free to change pronouns as you see fit!

stop fussing with your dress.

after all, this is the season ________ intends to find a wife.

if only every family could be as respectful as ours.

darkness has been our candle in recent months.

he may very well be our most eligible bachelor, indeed.

would you honor me with a dance?

she told me that it is of the upmost importance for a lady’s dance card to be filled with all of the right names.

enjoy your freedom while it lasts.

do not tell us you are hoping for a love match.

love is the last thing i desire.

i take issue with any man who views women merely as chattels are breeding stock.

are the young ladies of london truly so easily won by a pleasing smile and absolutely nothing more?

so you find my smile pleasing.

i find your opinion of yourself entirely too high.

your character is as deficient as your horsemanship.

i shall bid you good night.

i have you to run off with, we shall never have to be alone.

there are a few guests whose absence i might not have regretted.

people are watching, my dear, you are clearly upset.

what is clear is we are woefully unprepared to navigate this lion’s den.

i am sure her absence will only make her that much more desirable.

as you very well know, i always have something to say.

there is nothing quite like the sweet-scented smell of success.

i cannot be the only one wondering if this capital r of a rake is, indeed, ready to flourish.

might i go and read now?

i thought you ladies were taught to dance.

i thought you gentlemen capable of worthwhile conversation.

are you and the modiste still making a stitch?

have you found a wife yet? or are you planning to offend every young girl until there are none left?

this is the duty i must fulfill.

you will end up alone with such expectations.

as if he would ever waste his ink on someone like you.

you should stop wasting your time on such pointless pursuits.

i know all that goes on in my home.

you would be wise to reconsider resorting to more forgeries and half-truths.

you are living under my roof, under my care, relying on my good name, my connections, my money.

i have no interest being used as a pawn in someone else’s game.

if i could marry for the sake of my family, i would.

your sister has a right to know.

that is precisely why i shield her, because i know her.

she deserves a chance to find love without such a burden.

please, you must not tell a soul.

why do i sense my strings being pulled?

you said you wanted to shake up the season, now is your chance.

anyone here you’ve not yet rejected?

you’re the artist, do you see anyone remotely inspiring?

i somehow managed to charm her.

perhaps now you might stop spending time with insipid wallflowers all evening.

she is only incensed that even her new dress cannot hide her character.

i know who the best dancers are just from looking.

you’ve been keeping it from me.

you do not have to pretend any longer.

just another reminder of how trapped i am.

every time i walk into a ballroom, i know they are comparing me to her.

she was so good at being the diamond and it made my mother so happy.

i can never live up to that. i do not want to live up to that, but it does not make it any easier to know you are constantly disappointing people just by walking into a room.

no one truly notices me.

is that why she is so cruel?

no, i think she just wears her hair too tight.

you look at her the way i look at a finished painting.

every man needs a muse, does he not?

you must know the real work begins now.

i do love to read.

you do not seem discomposed by my questioning.

a man who knows what he wants is most admirable.

it is her blessing we shall need if we are…

you are not to go near that man, do you understand?

[mcflymemes]

GONE GIRL (2014) PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

what are you thinking? how are you feeling? what have we done to each other?

i felt i needed to shoot something.

we've never fucked in a bookstore.

you know i have to kiss you now.

sometimes i want to punch us in the face, we're so cute.

when you're upset, you bottle up.

brought you a present.

i need you. now. touch me.

that's very sweet of you and very unnecessary.

pour me a bourbon, would you?

it's a bad day.

i'm so crazy, stupid happy.

i met a boy. a great, gorgeous, sweet, cool-ass guy.

things could get ugly.

whose beer am i drinking?

i prefer men who are funny, not "funny."

i'm the guy to save you from all this awesomeness.

it's hard to believe you. i think it's your chin.

you are way too into that cat.

tell me how it ends.

i'm not someone who hits the panic button, but... it's weird, right?

you mind if we look around?

so what do you do now? for work.

perfect, time for a quick tour of my failings.

i love your parents, but they can be assholes.

people want to hear from you.

i thought that'd be embarrassing.

i am here on a strictly journalistic capacity.

[name], you are beyond amazing. you are incredibly smart but entirely unsnobby. you are kind, but never a martyr.

you surprise me. you challenge me.

isn't it time we fixed that?

we're going to take this very, very seriously.

i go there for the quiet.

we're still not sure what we're dealing with.

please don't take that tone with me.

everyone told us... and told us and told us... marriage is hard work.

technically we're supposed to fuck at the next stop.

books, sex, bourbon... life is good.

i knew you shouldn't have moved back here.

maybe i'll teach you a thing or two.

i'm a little drunk.

let's swear we will never be like them.

everything else is background noise.

why are you throwing that in my face again?

it's like you're daring me to be someone i don't want to be.

i'm not that person. i'm your wife.

suddenly i knew everything was about to get worse.

i'm asking you nicely.

everyone is projecting their shit onto me.

i feel like i could disappear.

i've been so worried about you.

i don't want to fight. i just want to be with you. that's all i want.

you fucking lied to my fucking face.

for valentine's day, i thought i'd buy a gun.

you have to fucking talk to me!

i'm not going to be scared anymore.

this man of mine may kill me.

men always use that as the defining compliment, don't they? she's a cool girl.

i will admit. for someone who likes to win, it's tempting to be the girl every guy wants.

we were happy pretending to be other people.

i need to show you something.

see we have the same taste in men.

you're reading it again? you know how it ends.

whatever the hell they found, we have to assume it's very bad.

everyone would hate me.

why are you so good to me?

my defense is the truth.

i've never seen it in my life.

i feel myself fading.

i just said what you wanted to hear.

take off your clothes.

i'm a fighter. i fought my way back to you.

kiss my cheek.

you're not at risk anymore.

you know you can sleep with me, right?

we should hold hands.

you called me a murderer.

i haven't touched you.

i've killed for you.

[rpmemes-galore]

The Hunchback of Notre Dame  {Sentence Starters}

“Who is this creature?“

“My conscience is clear.“

“How dare you defy me?“

“Be mine or you will burn.”

“The only fool I see is you!“

“You sure? Good day to try.“

“I ask for nothing. I can get by.”

“You do what you think is right.“

“You there, what are you hiding?”

“It’s not my fault! I’m not to blame!”

“You make your point quite vividly.”

“What? What am I supposed to do?“

“A lesson needs to be learned here.“

“But, she will be mine or she will burn.”

“Did you make all these things, yourself?”

“Just as soon as I free this poor creature.“

“Who is the monster and who is the man?”

“I’m sending it back to hell, where it belongs.“

“Will today be the day? Are you ready to fly?“

“You’ve got a funny way of showing gratitude.“

“I’m tired of trying to be something that I’m not.“

“You idiot! That wasn’t kindness, it was cunning!“

“Why is it, whenever we meet, I end up bleeding?“

“Are you always this charming, or am I just lucky?“

“You’re lucky. That arrow almost pierced your heart.“

“Go on. Nobody wants to be cooped up here forever.“

“I don’t know if you can hear me… or if you’re even there.”

“Shh. You’ll hide here until you’re strong enough to move.“

“Speaking of trouble, we should have run into some by now.“

“All my life, you have told me that the world is a dark, cruel place.“

“Alright, alright, just calm down. Just give me a chance to apologize.”

“You leave town for a couple of decades and they change everything.“

“You speak of justice, yet you are cruel to those most in need of your help!“

“But, now I see that the only thing dark and cruel about it is people like you!“

“You know I’m so much purer than the common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd!”

“Candlelight, privacy, music. Can’t think of a better place for hand-to-hand combat.”

“Life’s not a spectator sport. If watching is all you’re gonna do, then you’re gonna watch your life go by without you.”

[killin-krillin]

send me  ‘ hc ‘  + a word and i’ll write a headcanon about it regarding my character.

[musikensangel]

ooooooo thinking about christine hitting her head against the wall in the book

[mvndrvke]

"Do you believe in ghosts?"

OPEN STARTER ft. meg giry / MUTUALS ONLY

[musikensangel]

⠀⠀she gives a curious tilt of her head to the side, the suggestion of a smile already beginning to form. oh, meg giry! how christine wishes she could see inside her mind! it must surely be a gruesome affair, with her horrors and her spirits and the dressing rooms running with blood...

⠀⠀❝ I think... ❞ a pause. she presses her lips together, wetting them, then she makes to speak again. ❝ I think there are many things happening here that cannot be explained. ❞ that was putting it lightly. her toes flex in her pointe slipper as she stretches, then she swaps to the other leg.

⠀⠀christine glances back up at meg expectantly. ❝ why do you ask? ❞

[goodnightmemes]

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE (1994) SENTENCE STARTERS

❛ So you want me to tell you the story of my life. ❜

❛ What were you going to do? Kill me, drink my blood? ❜

❛ I'm flesh and blood, but not human. I haven't been human for 200 years. ❜

❛ I couldn't bear the pain of their loss. I longed to be released from it. ❜

❛ You lack the courage of your convictions. Do it! ❜

❛ Don't be afraid. I'm going to give you the choice l never had. ❜

❛ Your body's dying. Pay no attention. It happens to us all. ❜

❛ No words can describe it. Might as well ask Heaven what it sees. No human can know. ❜

❛ You'll get used to killing. Just forget about that mortal coil. You'll become accustomed to it, all too quickly. ❜

❛ There's nothing in the world now that doesn't hold some...Fascination. ❜

❛ The dark gift is different for each of us. But one thing is true of everyone. We grow stronger as we go along. ❜

❛ That's more like it! Anger! Fury! ❜

❛ Remember: Life without me would be even more unbearable. ❜

❛ You must know something about the meaning of it all. ❜

❛ They know about us. They watch us dine on empty plates and drink from empty glasses. ❜

❛ Forgive me if I have a lingering respect for life. ❜

❛ Perfect! Just burn the place! Burn everything we own! Have us living in a field, like cattle! ❜

❛ What if there is no Hell? Or they don't want us there? Ever think of that? ❜

❛ You're in love with your mortal nature. You resist what can bring you peace. ❜

❛ We're predators, whose all-seeing eyes give them detachment! ❜

❛ It's your coffin, enjoy it. Most of us never get to know what it feels like. ❜

❛ Kill them swiftly if you will, but do it! For do not doubt you are a killer! ❜

❛ My philosopher. My martyr. "Never take a human life.” ❜

❛ Pain is terrible for you. You feel it like no other creature, because you're a vampire. ❜

❛ Evil is a point of view. God kills indiscriminately, and so shall we. ❜

❛ A little child, she was. But also a fierce killer, now capable of the ruthless pursuit of blood with all a child's demanding. ❜

❛ Remember, never in our home! ❜

❛ Time can pass quickly for mortals when they're happy. With us, it was the same. The years flew by like minutes. ❜

❛ More melancholy nonsense. You grow more like [name] daily! ❜

❛ Do you want me to be a doll forever? ❜

❛ Can't I change like everyone else? ❜

❛ Be glad I made you what you are. You'd be dead now if I hadn't. ❜

❛ You will never grow old. And you will never die. ❜

❛ I thought of all the things I'd done and couldn't undo. And I longed for one second's peace. ❜

❛ He will never let us go. ❜

❛ What is it now? You irritate me. Your very presence irritates me! ❜

❛ Is that supposed to frighten me? ❜

❛ I came to make peace with you. Even though you're the father of lies. I want things to be as they were. ❜

❛ Why do you say such things? ❜

❛ I promise I'll get rid of the bodies. ❜

❛ We forgive each other then? ❜

❛ Good night, sweet prince. May flights of devils wing you to your rest. ❜

❛ Should we burn him? Bury him? What would he have liked? ❜

❛ You've been a very, very naughty little girl. ❜

❛ We deserve your vengeance. ❜

❛ For what could the damned really have to say to the damned? ❜

❛ There are no vampires in Transylvania? No Count Dracula? ❜

❛ I've searched the world for an immortal and this is what I find! ❜

❛ No one will harm you. I won't allow it. ❜

❛ Vampires who pretend to be humans pretending to be vampires. How avant-garde. ❜

❛ Do you know what it means to be loved by Death? ❜

❛ You die when you kill. You feel you deserve to die and you stint on nothing. ❜

❛ But perhaps...this is the only real evil left. ❜

❛ I know nothing of God. Or the Devil. I have never seen a vision, nor learned a secret that would damn or save my soul. ❜

❛ You fear too much. So much you make me fear. ❜

❛ There is but one crime among us vampires here. It is the crime that means death to any vampire: To kill your own kind. ❜

❛ Danger holds you to me. ❜

❛ Love holds you to me. ❜

❛ You would leave me for [name] if he beckoned you. ❜

❛ Is that what I should do? Let you go? ❜

❛ If you want to save her, send her away! ❜

❛ The world changes. We do not. Therein lies the irony that finally kills us. ❜

❛ I need you to make contact with this age. ❜

❛ A vampire with a human soul. An immortal with a mortal's passion. ❜

❛ You are beautiful, my friend. [name] must have wept when he made you. ❜

❛ I knew him. Knew him well enough not to mourn his passing. ❜

❛ Your evil is that you cannot be evil! And I shall suffer for it no longer! ❜

❛ I haven't tears enough for what you've done to me! ❜

❛ Oh, God! I love you still! That's the torment of it! ❜

❛ Who'll care for me, my love, my dark angel, when you are gone? ❜

❛ Bear me no ill will, my love. We are now even. ❜

❛ What has died is the last breath in me that was human. ❜

❛ Your only company will be your screams. ❜

❛ Maybe it was to quench those tears forever that I took such revenge. ❜

❛ You can teach me this? To be without regret? ❜

❛ What if all I have is my suffering? My regret? ❜

❛ I know you regret nothing. You feel nothing. If that's all I have left to learn, I can do that on my own. ❜

❛ You've come home to me then? ❜

❛ I'm a spirit of preternatural flesh. Detached. Unchangeable. Empty. ❜

❛ That's it? No, it can't end like that. ❜

❛ What I wouldn't give to be like you, to have your power, to have seen the things you have seen. ❜

❛ You want a companion. You want a link to the outside world. That's me. Take me.❜

❛ Do you like this? Do you like being food for the immortals? Do you like dying? ❜

❛ I assume I need no introduction. ❜

❛ Still whining. Heard enough? I've had to listen to that for centuries. ❜

[musikensangel]

that being said, if anyone were to teach her the violin now, it would still inspire tears. resentment at herself, anger, fear of not being able to master it, desperately wanting and trying and very easily slipping back into that mindset she had back then… it wouldn’t happen instantly, but with every little mistake she’d crumble, every little imperfection carving away at her heart. this was what her father dedicated his life to. she feels she owes it to him, because she loves him and misses him dearly and has no other way to contextualize her relationship with the instrument other than hearing her father in it and knowing that she (in her mind) ultimately failed to live up to what he left behind.

[musikensangel]

sometimes i think about the fact that child christine had no patience to learn the violin when gustave tried to teach her. she’d get extremely frustrated and it would always end with her crying, so he stopped. she regrets it every day now. that legacy is gone, she can’t even continue what he started. and it hurts her. she feels like it’s a betrayal. she feels she wasn’t a grateful enough daughter. and that’s why she spends so much time being sad!

[toysoldeir]

— 𝐑𝐀𝐎𝐔𝐋, 𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐘. from le fantôme de l'opéra. private, exclusive, crossover encouraged. as steered by doll.

[hiraethpariah]

╰❂╮The fact that the story was hard to explain only served to make the already curious creature even further interested in hearing more about it.

❝If it is being hard to explain, then maybe could you..❞ the beast paused half a moment, furred fingers fidgeting self-consciously with his request, ❝I'm mean, if you wanting to, perhaps.. reading it to me sometime?❞

[musikensangel]

⠀⠀and that was all it took, that simple request — she immediately brightens back to her original enthusiasm, a grin already forming on her lips.

⠀⠀❝ you would like me to read? ❞ christine asks, a genuine touch of surprise at the edge of her voice. the only persons in the palais garnier hungry for a story were les petits rats, and as starving as they were, they preferred ghosts and horrors to the worlds of magic and majesty. already her hand is reaching for the book's worn surface again. it made sense to christine, after all: zee still did not know so many things about paris, about the world, and all too happy is she to give him the experiences of which he has been deprived.

⠀⠀smile now broad, reaching from ear to ear, she rocks a little on her feet as she bodily plucks up the fairytale from the shelf in one smooth motion. ❝ of course I want to, ❞ the young woman says very matter-of-factly, as if it were the simplest, most wonderful notion in the whole world to be spending more time with him. she gives a thoughtful tap to the cover, which displays a depiction of cendrillon's little glass slipper. she glances back to zee.

⠀⠀❝ I would love to — I could... I could read for you right now, if you would like? maman can sleep through all the noise in the world. she wouldn't mind. ❞ a little laugh. ❝ I could make us tea, too. would you like that? ❞