do I dream again?

la petite lotte pensait à tout et ne pensait à rien⠀⸺

[ver0sha]

Elphaba's hands went to fiddle with one another, hidden underneath her long cloak. The other's curiosity made her stomach churn in nervousness. Elphaba was used to disappointment from people. She's used to the stares and whispers and disgust. Can't she have this one thing where she feels... normal. Going to the opera, enjoying media like others. In the semi-open, at least through private seats hidden in the shadows with Nessa or from backstage.

"No." the woman in the shadows hummed. The other's smile was radiant. The familiar feeling of envy bubbled up like liquid in a cauldron. Beauty always had it easy. She glanced at the hand, outstretched to her. Elphaba's fingernails dig into the palm of of one of her hands - as if to stop her from reaching out. It will lead to disappointment. She feared. "No... you wouldn't." she said steadily after a moment before pausing, shifting a bit in the darkness. She shifted back into the darkness as she said. "My name is Elphaba," she does concede that. "You were... amazing." she admitted.

[swede]

⠀the silence hangs for several moments. in it christine soon realizes the rejection she will face ⸺ the simple ‘ no, ’ comes as no surprise to her, but even still she can't help the visible disappointment. her face falls, & dejectedly, her hand closes into a loose fist, dropping back to her side. christine glances away from the shadows & swallows. ‘ no... you wouldn't. ’ the woman says.

⠀she almost thinks to turn & go in embarrassment, meaning to instead leave her alone, but the moment the voice speaks again, her attention is redirected.

⠀it was a name christine had never heard before ⸺ she has to process this, brows drawn together in slight confusion, before at last she awkwardly moves to repeat it. ❝ elphaba, ❞ she tries, though it catches on her tongue. she says it once more. ❝ elphaba... ❞ there, that sounded better... ❝ how pretty! ❞ christine exclaims. ❝ a name I would imagine belongs to a faerie... ❞

⠀at once it seemed as if nothing had happened at all, for she is back to her smiling self at the presence of this new information. she continues, laughing, ❝ thank you! oh, I was so worried... playing juliette is new to me. I consider it a miracle I even made it on the stage... ❞

[candycandymemes]

Send "What if they kissed?"

and I'll write a scene where our muses kiss, even if they aren't shipped together. it is it's own thing and doesn't have to lead to an official ship. a "what if scenario"

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑩𝑨𝑹𝑩𝑰𝑬 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑫𝑰𝑨𝑴𝑶𝑵𝑫 𝑪𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑳𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  wherever you go in this world i'll come along.  ❜ ❛  i never wanna see her again. she's so not my friend anymore:  ❜ ❛  you're best friends. can't you two work it out?  ❜ ❛  don't you think it'll be over soon?  ❜ ❛  now what would you like for lunch? looks like we have bread and jam or jam and bread.  ❜ ❛  oh, i'm nobody. nobody at all. just pretend you never saw me.  ❜ ❛  why? what does he want with you?  ❜ ❛  you want me to say no, don't you?  ❜ ❛  okay, okay, i was only trying to protect you.  ❜ ❛  don't even talk about food, my stomach has been rumbling for miles.  ❜ ❛  sorry, that was meant for me.  ❜ ❛  so, you know my name. i wonder who could have told you.  ❜ ❛  is that how you say thank you?  ❜ ❛  we're finally having some good luck, why can't we enjoy it?  ❜ ❛  i can't go any farther. i can't.  ❜ ❛  please, don't argue. you've done enough.  ❜ ❛  why us? why can't somebody else do it?  ❜ ❛  miss her? why would i miss her? we've only been friends for as long as i can remember.  ❜ ❛  i feel like a part of me is gone.  ❜ ❛  i have nothing to say to you.  ❜ ❛  why do i have a bad feeling?  ❜ ❛  i'm sorry, [name]. why did i ever leave? i'm so sorry.  ❜ ❛  we have to stop them, but how?  ❜ ❛  look at that. again you show up just when we need you.  ❜ ❛  you actually think this mad plan will work?  ❜ ❛  you've been playing with me!  ❜ ❛  do you believe in magic?  ❜ ❛  how can you believe what you don't see?  ❜ ❛  not a word about this to anyone.  ❜ ❛  will you stay with us? we can have rooms near each other.  ❜ ❛  i'm sorry for what i said.  ❜

[classsymemes]

starter call 2.0   feel free to combine prompts !

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[swede]

i love writing such a fun innocent character and then like, my mutuals and friends have just

indie interpretation of the devil

magical to some degree

incarnations of biblical themes/characters

supernatural/vampire/werewolf/or COMPLETELY non-human

bloody and/or bloodthirsty

chaotic in every way shape and form

typically morally grey or straight up villainous

for their muses. NOT A DRAG. SHE CAN FIX THEM. ALSDFKGJHJKLDFGHGFDSZ

[swede]

hey important character note that's going in my carrd! gustave was NOT a world-famous violinist so jot that the heck down!!! christine and her father were absolutely dirt-poor and they originally lived on a farm before he had to travel for work with christine after anneli passed, so!!!!!!

[gifshistorical]

Felicity Jones as Catherine Morland | Northanger Abbey (2007)

[oceansprompts]

i'm okay with:

starting over - are you a little overwhelmed with where our thread is going? let me know, and i'd be happy to start a new one with you!

pausing - if you're feeling one thread more than another we have going on, that's perfectly fine! you're welcome to let me know if you'd like, but it's not a necessity.

multiples - if we have a ship that you love and you have many ideas for them, always feel welcome to throw them at me no matter what! while it may affect my reply speed due to having more, it doesn't affect my interest at all!

regrouping - maybe we initially had an idea that didn't pan out but you don't know how to say it? just shoot me a message and let me know you'd like to plot further/something else.

anything else - have we not talked and you want to? shoot me a message! send in a meme if you don't know where to start! ask for my discord! i may not initiate too often myself, but i love being able to love our threads together!

[ver0sha]

@swede liked for a starter.

"Trust me - you do not want to see me out of the shadows," her voice was low as she warned the other. Elphaba's emerald eyes glinted in the darkness, catching the warm light of the opera house. "I mean, no harm I promise. I just came to see the show."

She hadnt been a fan of theatre or music growing up - it was seen as devilish to her father. Galinda loved the theatre and opera though - maybe it was a rich kid thing. Elphaba grew to like it too.

[swede]

her eyes study the mass of darkness with increasing interest; there in it was the bulk of a person, one who finally speaks ⸺ christine's mouth opens, meaning to object at the initial statement, but the words falter upon her tongue. confusion has clouded the rush of performance.

she can hardly make out any identifying features. she knows it is the form of a woman, perhaps even one close to her own age... there is a glint of verdant eyes as they catch the light, but in an instant what christine is able to see is gone. how she wished she had her spectacles!

recovering as quickly as she can from the surprise, the soprano shakes her head gently.

❝ of course I would want to see you, ❞ she says, her fine lips upturning into a beautiful smile. hesitantly, she holds out a hand in offering ⸺ palm face-up & empty, she looks expectantly at the shadows. all-too familiar was this sensation, of bargaining with the dark.

❝ I would love to thank you face-to-face... after all, we would have no show without someone to watch! may I at least ask for your name, if I may not see you...? ❞

[swede]

why make christine a victim when you can acknowledge instead that she's the heroine of her own story...?

[swede]

if you think phantom is about fucking stockholm syndrome please fucking block me PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE TAKE THE GARBAGE OUT

[swede]

i just think christine is stronger than most people give her credit for and i think its time to acknowledge that…

(i ranted so hard in the tags i ran out of tags)

[swede]

finally retracting my statement that christine has a dog in modern… this girl is cats and birds and small creature material instead

[swede]

bc i am in desperate need of fluff, a GENTLE reminder that christine takes care of all the younger ballet rats... she watches out for them and if any one of them has a bad day or gets reprimanded by madame too harshly she makes sure to try to sneak them something sweet from her pocket

[swede]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀3-5 things your muse can easily be identified by.

emotions. ♰ - melancholy ♰ - hopelessness ♰ + excitement ♰ + joy

colors. ♰ pink ♰ white ♰ blue ♰ black

scents. ♰ roses ♰ lavender ♰ parchment

fashion. ♰ corsets & stockings ( as per the time period ) ♰ cloaks, hoods, & scarves ♰ cotton & lace

objects. ♰ rosary ♰ thimble ♰ hairbrush ♰ bird cage

body language. ♰ avoids eye contact ♰ too much eye contact ♰ stimming/moving near-constantly ♰ chewing on lower lip

aesthetics. ♰ cracked mirrors ♰ porcelain dolls ♰ gilded statues ♰ oil paintings

[nvr-pass]

"frankenstein's monster"? um. uh actually. he's not- *holding back tears* please say 'the creature' he's not actually a monster!! he's just a little very tall guy who didn't ask to be born!!! *sniff* he's literally just- why are you calling him a monster???!? it's people like you who made him turn to violence! he's not .... he's not a monster!! *breaks down crying*

[gh0stsee]

@swede 𝖈𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖆𝖊́ : ❛ ʷʰʸ ᶜᵃᶰ’ᵗ ᶤ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ʷᶤᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘˀ ❜

the blood matted in hair that must've been beautifully kept once upon a time is what startles sawyer back to the world outside his head ; the one that doesn't exist to please , the one that is 𝖈𝖗𝖚𝖊𝖑 & unrelenting to ghosts that want to move on & the living that want to help them do just that . a deep breath pulled through nostrils , forcing lungs that feel on ᵇʳᶤᶰᵏ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵒˡˡᵃᵖˢᵉ to expand & reassess their stance on panicking for now . this news had been broken so many times through sawyer's own teeth ; 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 of it sits uncomfortably upon his chest & it only ʷᵒʳˢᵉᶰˢ with each second he refrains .

( couldn't just walk away , could you ? you have nothing to blame for this besides 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 ; standing opposite a soul that needs help while you hold no power but to listen . but what did 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 ever do for anyone , what did it do for you ? thoughts s̶p̶i̶r̶a̶l̶ so easily , all taking the 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 of a father you once knew . )

❝ because ... ❞ & he really tries . the truth sits there upon his tongue , ready to jump out . ❝ it's too dangerous . ❞ the door sawyer almost escaped this conversation from is closed & he presses 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗽𝗮𝗹𝗺𝘀 against it , taking the moment turned away from christine's gaze to lament his own stupidly & lack of self control . ❝ i mean , right now it's ... it's not safe , y'know ? ❞

[swede]

she studies him with the widest, most searching eyes, hanging onto every word he says. the opera house remains the same as it ever did. relatively untouched by the ages, it gives the image to christine that no time had passed at all.

therein lies the crux of the matter ⸺ for her, time indeed had stopped. she is unaware of this; of how her heart no longer beats, how she cannot leave, how she is bound to this wretched place until she finds peace... instead it feels a strange dream to her, an illusion from which she will wake.

the girl frowns, still in her bloodied wedding dress, unable to accept his answer.

❝ ...no, I do not 'know', ❞ she responds flatly, temper threatening to rise. she has so many questions, & none of them were being answered by this strange boy. her eyes narrow, & her arms come to cross over her chest.

❝ I do not believe you. you have not told me the reason why it is not safe! why can I not come with you? ❞

dangerous, he says. it was dangerous. but how? christine takes a steadying breath, though it was not needed.

❝ do not leave me here alone. every time I have tried to leave by myself, I ⸺ ❞

there was no explaining it. she'd make it to the foyer, she'd be at the base of the grand staircase, heading towards the door... & then suddenly she turns & finds herself backstage. the palais garnier had turned a labyrinthine hell, one that christine seemingly cannot escape.

she shakes her head, looking on the verge of tears. ❝ I want to go with you. please, let me come with you... ❞