#erik headcanon

[early2000smovieimagines]

Meeting and Courting Erik

(Not my gif)(Requested by anonymous)

- The worst thing about being a female musician is that; unless you have a lineage to ride the coattails of, you’re oftentimes not taken seriously. The orchestra is reserved for lithe men with bushy moustaches and three piece suits and little girls are lucky to be ballerinas or background actresses; if anything at all. 

- But you always held onto the hope that you’d get your chance, and that hope payed off when the owner of the Opera Populaire stumbled across your playing and invited you out to the city of Paris so that you could work in his Orchestra. 

- You were over the moon once you’d heard the news and had to pinch yourself in order to ensure that you weren’t dreaming. It all seemed too good to be true …and oh how true that statement would wind up being....

- Once you arrived at the theater, it took all of three minutes for you to realize that you weren’t going to be anything there besides a glorified maid. But, thinking you could at least study under the greats and have a foot in the door; no matter how painful, you decided to bite the bullet and stay. 

- During the day, you ran around in circles like a chicken with it’s head cut off: meticulously tending to every wish and whim of the composer and his musical associates. But during the night, once all your chores were finished and forgotten, you were able to marvel at the beauty of the theater and practice your playing; whether in the pit or just in the privacy of the broom closet you called a bedroom. 

- That was where Erik first came across you. 

- About a month into your stay; once you’d finally managed to get settled in and form a routine in which you weren’t too exhausted to practice, you found yourself sat in one of the chairs in the orchestra pit, following along to the music you’d just about memorized from the sheer amount of times you’d listened to it being played. 

- The music carried faintly throughout the entire theater until it reached the phantoms ears, drawing him closer and closer until he’d finally reached you; his heart skipping a beat once his eyes landed on your figure amongst the sea of velvet seats. 

- Thus marked the beginning of his obsession; though it would still take a bit of time for him to make his physical approach....

- Though him not revealing himself to you didn’t mean that you didn't feel his presence nearby. You’d oftentimes see shadows or figures just out of view or feel the skin prickling sensation of someone's eyes on you while you went about your day; especially while you were alone. 

- Those sorts things were easy to dismiss, feeling things was always easy to dismiss, …but tangible proof was another thing entirely. Your broken strings being replaced in the night or your instrument being perfectly tuned every morning was not nearly as easy to ignore. And with talk of the opera ghost buzzing all around you, you had a funny feeling that you knew exactly who was doing it....

- Teaching someone how to play an instrument requires a certain level of physicality so you won’t have to wait very long for “Erik” to show up in your life. He can’t guide you with only his voice, especially if he wants you to excel, so he introduces himself; though he doesn’t let you know who he is. 

- There’s hundreds of eccentric faces in the opera house so while seeing him in the flesh is a bit jarring, you don’t immediately suspect that he’s the fabled phantom. He comes to you as a friend, a gentleman who compliments your playing yet offers you guidance, promising that you’ll “be great” if you’ll just allow him to be your teacher. …And you eagerly accept, trusting him blindly....

- At first, he coaches you with a delicate reserve: circling the room as he instructs you with his voice and restraining himself whenever he corrects you with his fingers. But after your manager walks in on your much more perfected playing; ignoring your attempts to tell him about your teacher who’s suddenly vanished and left you alone in the room you were practicing in, he becomes much more intimate with you; under the guise of needing to guide you more closely if you’re going to be in a real orchestra. 

- Your practice sessions move to his lair where he takes you up in his arms and presses himself close to you, his hands moving across your body as he instructs you to “feel the music” and other innocent things turned seductive by his tone. Somedays, after the song ends and you realize the state you’re in, you grow embarrassed and detangle yourself from him, wanting to save face after realizing how improper all of it had been; your heart still racing as you make an excuse to leave....

- It isn’t long before the “opera ghost” begins to take a liking to you, writing letters to the owners of the theater and making demands about how they should be treating you. 

- As the owners resist, your competition is sabotaged until they have no choice but to favor you, pushing you to stardom as you try your best to hide the black ribbon tied rose that’s found its way into your instrument case; the beating of your own heart drowning out the hushed “phantom” filled whispers that surround you. 

- Perhaps this is unnecessary to add in but there are definitely moments prior to you getting into a relationship with Erik that the opera ghost humiliates a man who’s dared to flirt with you; calling him a pervert and other things of the sort through one of his infamous notes. 

- There’s also probably a moment where his mask gets caught in your hair and is pulled from his face, causing him to lurch away from you as if he was burned. You’ll move to see what’s wrong and he’ll yell at you to stay where you are, prompting you to stiffen and whip your head back to the other side of the room; swiftly apologizing and feeling as though you’ve somehow done something terribly improper.

- He’ll snatch his mask back and quickly place it back onto his face before he turns to look at you again; seeing that you’ve obeyed his command and continued to stay still. His heart will swell at how respectful you are and he’ll quietly tell you that you can turn back around; apologizing himself as he swallows down his jumbled nerves. 

- Regardless of these moments, Erik confesses his feelings to you during the night of your first shows final performance. 

- You don’t see him until late in the evening when you arrive at his lair: expecting to celebrate or at least be met with a bit of praise from your teacher. But that isn’t the case and you grow worried at his quiet demeanor and seemingly distracted mannerisms before you ask what’s wrong and get your answer. 

- He sits you down while he clutches something in his hand, telling you that before you begin again, he must ask you “this”. He extends his hand and shows you a diamond ring, his voice trembling faintly as he looks you in your eyes and asks if you’ll “be his”. 

- His proposal isn’t unexpected but it does surprise you. You’re aware of the romance between you but you hadn’t expected something so soon so you’re left to fumble for the right thing to say. Finally, you blink back your joyful tears and tell him “I’m yours”, smiling up at him while he processes what you’ve said. 

- For the first time since you’ve met him, you see him truly smile, his eyes misting as he slips the ring onto your finger. He gazes down at your newly bejeweled hand before placing his own gloved one on your cheek, leaning down to connect your lips in a delicate and loving kiss. 

- And thus begins your fate, an eternity of him before your eyes....

- Public displays of affection; for obvious reasons, aren’t very common in your relationship but if they were, he’d be prone to acting like a perfect gentleman: being polite but purposeful in his touches and mimicking the mannerisms of a man from high society. Jealousy may make him a bit touchier but your unwavering adoration would typically placate him; your obvious favoritism filling him with a smug sense of pleasure. 

- He oftentimes moves to hold your hand whenever you’re together; whether he’s leading you somewhere or just sitting down with you, but his touch is so delicate that you oftentimes feel the lingering sensation of his grasp even after he’s removed himself from you. 

- Gentle caresses. He treats you as if you’re vapor: in constant danger of fading away, should he touch you too quickly or too brashly. 

- Hugging you from behind is one of his favorite things to do; his hands stroking across your body as his face nuzzles into your hair. It doesn’t matter what the circumstance of his touch is, he’ll always find a reason to press himself against you. 

- Sometimes his kisses are rough: domineering and searing with passion; oftentimes from a bout of jealousy or far too much time spent away from each other. But other times they’re gentle and sweet: his movements featherlight and filled with a joyful sort of love that he reserves only for you. 

- Erik loves pet names; both giving and receiving. He loves the intimacy that they provide: knowing that he’s the only one calling you those things and that you love him enough to want to call him something so tender. Expect a lot of theater or art references and things like “my angel” or “my darling”; they’re his favorite terms of endearment. 

- It takes a while for Erik to grow accustomed to having you; though it’s in a positive and content sort of way. He cherishes the time he spends with you; as if it isn’t going to last, which is why he has a habit of watching you sleep; marveling at your beauty like you’re a priceless work of art. 

- Looking at you; in general, is a pretty common habit of his. He finally has the chance to study your features up close and he’s not going to waste a second of it. No matter how long you’ve been together, he never gets tired of seeing your face. 

- But, when he isn’t sitting up on his elbow and gazing at you, he’s cradling you in his arms: your face in his chest, his arm under your neck and his hand holding your hip/waist.

- Touch starved is the only way to describe him. Any affection you give him is received with the melting of his body and the fluttering of his eyes. He relaxes instantly at your touch and aches to have it whenever you’re near. 

- It’s why you should place his head in your lap, cushioning him with the frills of your dress and the plump flesh of your thighs as your hand strokes lovingly through his hair. It’s the least he deserves. 

- Speaking of the frills of your dress: he occasionally dresses you up the same way you would a doll, placing you in glamorous gowns and gently styling your hair. Once he’s done, your reflection gazes back at you in the form of an angel and his a man of god; ready to pray at your alter and worship you for as long as he lives. 

“You spoil me.”

“There’s no such thing.”

- He does everything in his power to ensure that you’re happy and provided for, and that oftentimes means that his monthly allowance is; at least partially, spent on gifts. You can try to insist that he doesn’t have to buy you things but the most effective thing you can do is combat his buying with buying of your very own. 

- Purchase him books to occupy himself with or food for the two of you to share and the expense he spends on you will feel at least somewhat repaid. And you’ll get to see his somewhat surprised yet fond smile whenever you hand them to him. 

- But, regardless of everything else he gives you, his music is his greatest gift of all and his sharing of it should not be underemphasized. His work is very personal to him so you being allowed to hear and see it proves just how much he trusts you and loves you. In giving you his music, he gives you his heart so treat it with the utmost care and respect. 

- Having him sing for you and being urged to sing for him as well. You don’t even have to be a good singer: he’ll either coach you himself or bask in the earnestness of your clumsy vocals; enjoying how sweet and intimate they sound. 

- Considering the fact that the entire beginning of your relationship revolved around you playing an instrument, one could imagine that he’d occasionally ask you to play: whether it’s just to listen to you perform or if it’s him enlisting your help while trying to come up with the different instrumental portions of a new musical. 

- He’s; obviously, more of an organ man himself, and you’ll oftentimes get the chance to listen to him play: though he’ll sometimes play in order to let off a little steam so try and gauge whether he’s hitting those keys a little too hard. You might need to give him a hug or implore him to vent to you. 

- But, if you’re not someone who’s musically inclined, you’d still have a seat beside him in box 5 and the ability to appreciate his art through the theater troupes impressive performance of it. 

- It wouldn’t take you long to pick up on little pieces of theater lingo and the first time he heard you nonchalantly show your knowledge, he couldn’t help but smile. He thought it was adorable; regardless of whether or not you actually knew precisely what you were talking about. 

- Marveling at his miniatures and the other creations he has hidden away in his lair.

- Exploring the ins and outs of his domain, oftentimes; if not always, with him as your attentive guide. 

- You always feel as though you’re in a dream when you’re with him and it’s one that you pray you’ll never wake up from. It’s wonderful and overwhelming all at the same time and there’s not a single thing inside it that you’d ever wish to change. 

- Though he’ll always have a flair for the dramatics, he’ll also begin to let his guard down and act more like himself the longer you’re together. He’ll feel less of a need to appear over the top and mysterious in order to draw you in and make you love him; allowing you to see the real him.

- Although, even when he’s dropped his act, he’ll still find it difficult to let you see him without his mask. He’ll hurriedly cover his face whenever it manages to come off and he’ll insist that he’s a monster and that you won’t want to see him no matter how much you try to assure him that you’ll still love him: so you just try your best to be patient and wait until he’s comfortable enough to show you himself. 

- Comforting him and letting him know that there’s nothing he can do that would ever make you abandon him. Sometimes he’ll dream that you’ve left him for good and you’ll wake to find him pacing or clutching you as close to him as possible, and you’ll just give him a quiet “I love you” to ease his nerves and let him know how much you care. 

- There’s going to be a lot of working through trauma but he’s definitely someone who’s worth it. He’s not a perfect person but he’s willing to get better in order to make you happy and that’s all that really matters. 

- Quiet companionship. He likes being in the same room as you even when he’s busy with his own work so you’ll oftentimes find your own thing to do while you stay down there with him. 

- Sitting in forgotten corners and up in the rafters with him: watching as the sun sets or the people around you go about their day. 

- Dancing together. You’ve probably taken him to a masquerade ball and it’s a memory he holds very close to his heart. 

- Imagining him cooped up in the theater day in and day out tends to upset you so you try your best to sneak him out from time to time; even if it’s just for a measly little picnic in the cemetery or forest. 

- Him appearing out of nowhere because he knows all the little ways to get in and out of the rooms you’re in without being caught. You’ve grown so accustomed to his sudden invasions that you’re probably one of the easiest individuals to kidnap; considering the fact that you merely sigh contentedly every time someone touches you whenever you think you’re alone. 

- Always sensing that he’s near, even when you can’t see him. He’s almost always watching you and it’s sort of comforting in a way: knowing that you’re not alone; even when you’re as nervous or scared as can be. 

- But him watching you also means that you can never hide something from him; even if it’s just an innocent surprise. He’ll pretend to be shocked for your sake but you’ll never actually manage to do so organically. At least he’ll always know when he needs to comfort you without you having to explain what happened. 

- Him always being there for and taking care of you. He enjoys looking after you and making sure that you’re healthy and happy so expect him to do whatever he can to have you stay that way. 

- Please give him praise. He’s used to insults and mockery and being known as a menace or a freak so compliments coming from you; the person he loves the most, will mean the world to him. 

- You’re the only one who’s capable of calming him down with just a single word or touch. He’s a sucker for you and his anger fades the moment you go soft on him. 

- This is arguably stupid but I think Erik deserves to have a pet cat and I think you should be the one to give it to him. They can keep him company whenever you’re not around and they can also help with the rat infestation: they’re a multipurpose friend! 

- Madame Giry routing for your relationship to work out and doing everything in her power to help the two of you whenever it was necessary. She’s your biggest ally in the garish light of day.

- I feel like he would occasionally disappear for days at a time; particularly before the two of you started courting each other, and then suddenly speak to you from his usual hiding place; taking you by surprise. You’d ask who was there and he’d somewhat teasingly ask if you’ve forgotten your angel; bringing a smile to your face as he shows himself to you once more. 

- It’s probably fairly obvious by now but Erik is definitely a possessive lover; especially since your relationship is so secretive and hidden away from the outside world. He relishes in you “belonging” to him but it’s only because he belongs to you just as much, if not more. 

- He’ll oftentimes sabotage situations in order to keep you all to himself: though they’re oftentimes things you aren’t necessarily excited for or replaced with such a wonderful scenarios that you don’t even mind nor notice that you’ve missed them until it’s too late. 

- Erik is, at his core, a very jealous person, but how he reacts to his jealousy will oftentimes depend on the situation at hand and how you behave in response to it. If you show no interest in the man, the phantom will react in a much more civilized manner: writing a pointed note or making an anonymous threat; focusing more on how annoying it must be for you to deal with as opposed to the way it makes him feel. But, if you appear to actually like the person, things won’t end nearly as neatly....

- It’s honestly best not to mention it whenever someone insults or otherwise makes you feel uncomfortable because; before you know it, your lover will have taken it to the extreme and dealt with the situation in an oftentimes less than desirable way. 

- He’s willing to do everything in his power to ensure that you’re safe and killing someone in order to achieve that tranquility will not be out of the ordinary for him. Be sure to insist that you don’t want someone dead whenever something winds up happening to you; though I can’t guarantee that that clarification will stop him from at least imposing some sort of damage onto them. 

- Erik has a bit of a temper so; even though he genuinely hates getting into arguments with you, fights still break out between you every now and again; usually prompted by some sort of outside force or his own insecurities. He has a tendency to snap whenever he’s upset so don’t be surprised if he lashes out at you: raising his voice and/or saying something cruel in the heat of the moment. 

- You’ll resign yourself to giving him space; or storm out in your own fit of anger, and you’ll keep away from him for a while: going about your business like usual and ignoring how awful you feel. 

- Typically, if you want to make up with him, you’ll have to seek him out yourself: journeying back into his domain and finding him in varying states of agony. He’ll be taken aback by your sudden appearance; thinking that you staying away from him meant that you hated him or that your pride was too strong. But his momentary surprise won’t stop him from almost immediately latching onto you and apologizing as he whispers about how he thought you’d left him forever; effectively breaking down any resolve you had left in you.

- Erik’s love for you drips from his every pore so even if he didn’t say the words everyday, you’d still know exactly how much he cared for you just from his actions alone. 

- No matter how much time passes nor how long you’ve been apart, his love for you remains just as strong as it was the first time he saw you and he’ll prove that to you everyday that you spend together for the rest of your lives. 

[leaentries]

Red | jack hughes

backstory - next

summary: when jack meets a bombshell of a girl, his life is bound to change.

warnings: swearing, lil bit of arrogant jack

wc: 2k+

a/n: welcome to my new series! this will follow jack and red as they navigate through the ins and outs of new love. if you have any requests or thoughts regarding jack and red, please send them in!

His world was flipped the second he met her. His Red.

Live chattering filled the dimly lit bar, as a certain chill settled in the cracks of the wooden walls. Winter did not come to play this time of year. The howling wind could still be heard over the loud voices in the room. With every creak of the front door, more frigid air rushed in, gripping whoever was near. 

Bright noses and ears scattered about the patrons, who eagerly down their alcohol in an attempt to warm up the frosted bones beneath. The old dinky clock on the back wall lamely rang as the time hit the hour. It was officially the next day, yet Jack and his team still swarmed the back left corner of the room. 

Joy was very evident to whoever gazed upon the mass of hockey players, or anyone who paid any attention to the TVs in the room. The New Jersey Devils had just won their best game thus far, winning by a complete shutout against their rivals. To say they were pumped would be an understatement. 

Strong bodies and their accompanied ladies made their way to the dance floor, leaving behind the select bachelors of the bunch. Although adrenaline still coursed through his veins and he was still riding the high of winning, Jack couldn’t help but watch as his teammates celebrated with their partners. 

The lowly sound of Nico and Dawson’s conversation echoed in and out of Jack’s ears. Now, Jack knew, regardless of how shallow it seemed, that he could easily have his choice of bunny to dance with. Truth be told, he had begun to grow tired of hooking up with random girls every weekend. 

Jack craved something deeper. He craved something real. So, there he sat, in the back booth with a beer in his hand, secretly wishing he had his own girl by his side. 

❥.

Another hour or so had passed, the clock now reading 1:15 a.m., yet the team seemed to have every intention of shutting the place down. Another round of shots was brought to the table, courtesy of Erik, causing a new rise of cheers to be heard. Jack jumped slightly, as Dawson shoved a small glass of brown liquid into his hand. 

“C’mon, man! What’s up with you?” Dawson questioned as he noticed Jack staring into the glass. Jack was quick to plaster a small, but convincing smile on his face. 

“Nothing. I’m all good, just a bit tired after the game, that’s all.” Dawson looked skeptical and opened his mouth to say something, but was quickly cut off as Jack swiftly drank the potent liquid. 

“Atta boy, JackJack!” Dawson’s attention moved away from Jack as Luke showed him something on his phone. 

A deep sigh left Jack’s throat, easing the burning sensation. His eyes traveled around the bar, this time noting that they seemed to be the last ones left. He wanted to go home, but he couldn’t bring himself to leave as he saw how happy his team looked. 

Jack excused himself from the table, opting to go recoup in the bathroom for a few peaceful moments. Making his way towards the other side of the bar proved to be more difficult when he had drunk hockey players flinging themselves as he passed. Jack continued his way through, ignoring all of the concerned looks he got as he pushed his friends off.

He picked up his pace, practically slamming the bathroom door closed once he was inside. He let his hands rest on the sink as he attempted to even out his breathing. Jack wasn’t even completely sure why he was freaking out in the first place. It’s not like he has to be single, he has lines of women at his beck and call. 

But, there is something different about the emptiness in his chest that he just can’t seem to shake tonight. Jack turned on the faucet, gently patting his face with some cool water to help dissipate the redness covering his cheeks and neck. 

He reached over to grab a paper towel when the door slammed open. Jack turned around abruptly, clearly startled by the sudden intrusion. But what caught him off guard the most was, not the interruption, but the fact that it was a girl. In the men's bathroom. 

“Excuse me?” Jack exclaimed, visibly irritated by the girl. The girl's eyes widened, before stepping back to look at the sign on the door.

“Oh shit!” She met Jack’s eyes with an awkward laugh, “Apparently this isn’t the women's bathroom.” 

Jack rolled his eyes, “Great observation there, genius.” 

The girl raised her eyebrows in surprise at his snappy tone. She understood her mistake, but that did not give him a reason to be rude. Before saying anything, she took into account who he was. Not that it mattered, but she did not want to start beef with Jack Hughes. 

She remained silent, her lack of response egging Jack on. 

“Look, I get it. You’re a fan, but I’m trying to have some privacy. The least you could do is respect that. You didn’t have to barge into the bathroom just to see me.” 

Oh hell no. 

It occurred in that moment, that she no longer cared who he was. The arrogance melted in waves off of him and she needed to snuff that out real fast.

“I don’t know who the hell you think you’re talking to, but it sure ain’t me.”

Jack was taken aback by her rebuttal, not failing to note the southern twang in her voice. He then realized how insanely attractive the fuming girl was. Her flaming ginger hair fell in waves down her back, which provided a stark contrast to her bright green eyes. They were big and round, yet held so much fire. Her nose was small, yet curved up slightly, creating a slope. Jack found himself wanting to trace his fingers down it. 

He was snapped back into reality as her vibrant red lips opened once more. 

“Don’t get me wrong, I know who you are, Jack Hughes,” She mimicked, “But If I wanted to see your dick that bad, I’d have no problem getting you in my bed.” 

Jack scoffed, “Oh is that so?”

She took a few steps forward.

“It’s no secret you get around Jack,” She brought her hands around his shoulders, “Your dick is more famous than you at this point.” 

Jack would be lying if he denied the jolt that his cock made at her comment.

“You know, Red, you shouldn’t talk about my dick if you don’t plan on giving it attention.” Jack wasn’t sure what changed his mood, possibly the most sexy woman he had ever seen talking about his cock. Maybe a hookup wouldn’t be the worst thing to come of the night.

A wicked grin found its way to her full lips as she brought them to his right ear. Her body pressed against his deliciously. With a low whisper, she replied, “Like hell.” 

She pulled away quickly stepping back. Jack frowned at the loss of her warm body. His eyes gleamed longingly at the door as she made her way out without a second glance at him. 

Jack was left by himself once more, this time with a painful hard-on and thoughts of his mystery girl. 

❥.

Once he calmed himself down, Jack left the bathroom and began to make his way back to his team. He was about halfway through the building when a streak of red hair caught the corner of his eye. He turned to see her sitting at a bartop, engrossed in her laptop that sat in front of her. 

Jack acted on a whim and decided he wanted, no needed, to figure this girl out. He walked up to the bartop, sliding into the seat beside her. 

She didn’t even bother to look up, “Look Bubba, go find somewhere else to sit. I am very clearly busy.” She barked. Jack chuckled at her response. 

“Wow, Red, you’re very feisty this evening.” The girl snapped her head up, meeting Jack’s icy blue ones. She let out a huff, shaking her head slightly. 

“What? You decided to grace the common folk with your godly presence, Jacky?” She gave him a pointed look before continuing, “Also, don’t call me Red. I have a name, you know.”

“You haven’t given it.”

“You haven’t asked.”

Jack smiled. The way she manages to challenge everything he says is addicting and he wants more.

“Alright then, what’s your name?” Jack questioned, quirking his head to the side. Boy, was he more than happy to play her game. 

“Y/n.” 

“Nah, I still prefer Red.” 

Y/n rolled her eyes, opting to turn her focus back to her computer. Jack’s eyebrows furrowed at the lack of attention she gave. 

“Am I not entertaining enough for you, Red?” 

She looked back up from her project, turning to him. “Look, Jacky, I already told you in the bathroom, I’m not looking to hook up with you. Nor do I want to,” She sucked in a breath, “Now if you don’t mind, I’m trying to focus on my article.”

Jack did not like the idea of giving up, so he let his curiosity get the better of him. He turned her laptop towards him, provoking protest from the red-haired girl. He was taken by surprise at the title:

A backtrack on the Devil's season: Did Jack Hughes save the team?

Jack couldn’t help but smirk, his ego rising a few notches. 

“Writing articles about me, huh? I gotta be honest with ya, Red. With the way you’ve been arguing all night, I never would have guessed you were my biggest fan.”

Y/n scoffed, a bewildered look on her face. “Ha! That’s rich.” She tugged her laptop back, “I was given this assignment, I would never write about you willingly. You’re a good player Jacky, but some of your other teammates deserve the hype too. All the major networks are too busy fawning over you, that they miss what contributions are being made by the other players. Last time I checked, it’s not just Jack Hughes on the ice.” 

Even though she was complaining about him, he couldn’t help but cling to her every word. It was captivating, how passionate she got. Especially over something that Jack’s life revolved around. 

She continued, but was cut off by Jack, “I agree with you.” 

Y/n cocked her head, “You…agree with me?” Baffled would be an understatement. She assumed Jack would be flying, boasting about being the number one topic in the NHL right now. 

“Yes, I agree. My team is just as important, we wouldn’t be winning with just me. It’s a team effort and I think more people should be writing about that. Everyone on that ice is crucial to the game, so I appreciate you seeing that.”

Everything he said was true. He truly did believe that he would be nowhere without his team, they were his family. Y/n could see the tenderness in his eyes. Against her better wishes, she found it attractive how he cared for his team.

She shook away those thoughts, “Anyways, Jacky, I am super busy finishing this article, so…” She trailed off, hoping he would get the subtle hint. She would never let on that she was enjoying their conversation. 

Jack wasn’t blind to her attempts to get him to leave but refused to go without assuring him he’d see her again. 

“I could help you,” He offered. She gave him a questioning look.

“I mean, you seem to be struggling to come up with what to write about me. So, I can help you. You can ask me any questions you want…” 

She raised an eyebrow, sensing his wanting tone, “What’s the catch?” 

“Go on a date with me.” 

She almost immediately said no, but considered what this article could do for her career. Everyone in her network wanted to write about Jack Hughes, yet somehow she was the one who managed to get stuck with the assignment. Was she willing to put up with an entire date just for the chance to get new intel no one else had? 

Y/n had hoped not, but alas, she knew what she needed to do. 

“Fine,” Jack’s eyes lit up at her compliance, “Only one date, after that we split and never talk again.”

“You got it, Red.”

[cocoathekoala]

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[all-0f-the-above]

we shouldn't agree with erik or charles at the start. they are both pushed to extremes in their ideologies: charles looks for "cures" and only shows off "pretty" mutants, while erik believes in Homo superior and that humans are inherently evil

it is only after fighting with one another that they realize the problems with their own ideologies. charles stops looking to cure all mutants, erik realizes that humans are not a monolith. every time they compromise, their ideologies become closer and closer

eventually, as old men, they finally agree. they create genosha, a haven for mutants, but reach out to other countries and push for progress

both of them are cautionary tales: a world without compromise, without exceptions, is not realistic or kind. only time can teach this, which is why they reconcile late in their lives- the path to a safer, kinder future always lies somewhere in between extremes

[doodlesdreaming]

Bad brain demons trying to get the best of me. So more of the dragon boyfriends.

[thebookbutterfly]

Sam Collins is constantly pushing himself to the brink of burnout using his healing magic. Surely it’s only a matter of time before he accidentally pushes himself too hard?

I don’t know about the rest of y’all but if I don’t receive this audio soon, in which Darlin give him the comfort he deserves I might have to stage a formal protest.

Like, please Erik 🙏🏻🙏🏻 I’m begging on my knees for this 😫🦋

[xmcu-fietro]

headcanon: Erik making Peter metal fidget toys to help him focus more during xmen meetings since he knows it’s really hard for Peter not to use his powers during them

[spaceagebachelormann]

Hello! If you’re taking headcanon requests, may I please request headcanons for what Count Dracula & Erik the Phantom would be like as husbands?

dracula and erik as husbands !

✧ warnings — some mentions of death and possible spoilers for dracula and phantom of the opera. also like 2 sexual jokes i think

✧ additional info — i got so so excited by this request omg <3 if u wanna id rlly appreciate it if u sent me more requests for phantom of the opera and classic monsters!! also not really specific versions of them but i mainly had the book versions in mind

✧ m.list — nav.

ೃ༄ erik destler

he wouldn’t wait to marry you

like at all

the second you show him you’re willing to be in a relationship with him and he’s sure you won’t leave him he’s already planning your wedding

of course if you wanted to take it more slowly he might be a little impatient but he’d try his best for you :)

but he’d be so happy if u were ready to get married as soon as possible

the sad thing is he’d get so stressed while trying to plan it because he’d want it to be absolutely perfect because that’s what he didn’t get with christine

and he’d try to convince you not to worry about it or help plan the wedding becaus he wants it to be a surprise for you

however he’d talk to you about what you want <3

so unfortunately he doesn’t know a lot of people 😭 so your wedding audience consists of daroga, mme giry, and maybe christine and raoul if ur lucky and manage to convince them (but they’ll be a little on edge)

and u can invite ur family if they’d be accepting of erik!

once y’all are married it’s so sweet and romantic ohmygod

he’d make u breakfast and dinner every single day, even if he’s had a particularly bad day

he just loves doing things for you

he’d also love writing even more songs and sometimes even entire operas for you or about you, you’re his muse

before he was able to take breaks from bis work to focus on you for awhile

but now you’re married he just can’t be away from you for two minutes

will sit on the floor and talk to u while u shower

or he showers with u

his love language is spontaneously twirling u around and redoing ur wedding dance in the most random places

also carrying u to ur bed if u fall asleep on him or somewhere else, before marriage he’d just let u sleep there and make sure he doesn’t wake u up

such a sweetheart <3

ೃ༄ count dracula

takes his time to marry you

but that’s only because he takes a lot of time working out when and where to propose and shit

and then probably has the wedding planned before you even say yes

which obviously you do

he’d be a little cocky abt u saying yes ngl cause he already knew u would

but the wedding itself obviously takes place at night and mainly other vampires will show up, but he won’t let them remotely near you assuming he hasn’t turned you yet

if he has then go talk to them!! there’s no risk of u dying or getting turned by someone else!!

he’d also rlly like cooking for u and shit since he canonically had to sprint around his castle to make it seem like he had butlers or whatever 😭😭

how good is fucking amazing btw

like god damn

and obviously he has a comfortable ass vampire bed that he’d let u put 60 pillows on if u want

he’d also like have a thing for ur hair no matter how short or long it is

he likes standing behind u and running his hands through it when u do literally anything for funsies

and his fingers are really pretty and long and cold so they feel nice

he also brushes it a lot esp in the mornings

he also doesn’t even look another persons way when he’s with u

ever.

and his brides are now just. draculas sisters or wtv 😭

unless u want them to be ur wives too he won’t complain

as much as he loves you there’s time where he js like. wants personal time to go kill people think

id also imagine ur very close with renfield

like draculas kinda mean to him but ur rlly nice to him <3

like for example waving at him when u see him or just going “hi renfield!!��

renfields probably the one who found u ngl

i can’t think of anything else for him mb pookie 😔 i’ll add to this later

[ravenexy]

andrew to neil:

[mrsmiagreer]

why the hell haven’t we gotten a milo cooking audio yet?????

[persnicketypomelo]

what do you think would happen if, say, book!Erik was in one of his breakdowns and instead of just dealing with all his self loathing and sobbing, reader just… picks him up? I don’t think he would weigh that much, with him being so skeletal and all, and so the only thing would be his height making it kind of physically awkward. I dunno, I think that he might have one of those reactions like when people throw cheese on babies heads when they’re crying, but also I think he would be like “is this???? Affection????!!” hah!

I felt like this was fitting for Valentine's

mentions of kidnap, obsessive tendencies, mentions of murder

Carrying the Phantom

To say he would be caught off-guard would be an understatement

Not only that you are lifting him, but the bold display of your affection as well

I feel like this would be his one moment of true shock--where he's truly doesn't know what to do

Only when you lay him down on the loveseat to rest his head on your lap does he regain his senses

Clutching the fabric of your clothing to his face, relaxing completely around you for the first time

While you stroke his head, he will murmur in words half rambling and half meant to be heard of how much he loves you, how you are his muse

His love for you was no lesser before, but I think this might be the first time he ever truly lowers his guard around you

If he kidnapped you and forced you into living with him, then he would have obvious reservations at all moments that you might be vying for escape

But even if not, he holds an overarching belief that he is not worthy or capable of being loved and having a normal relationship, that you don't truly want to be with him

Be warned though, the first time he experiences the utter bliss of being defenceless and being cared for, he will vie for your attention and admirations very frequently

Hoping to receive your praise and affections, but too guarded or shy to openly express it

I think his behaviour would be similar to seeking validation for his appearance: trying to catch your eye and trying to impress you with his musical capabilities

For his part, he would definitely enjoy singing gentle melodies as you drift off to sleep

And his music would be the primary way he communicates his love for you, since he is both isn't accustomed to expressing his love in more direct manners

Even if he appears averse to physical affection (though this is not truly the case) know that you are the inspiration for all his compositions

Erik despite his soft vulnerability in these moments, still has a possessive streak within him that will take significantly more time to undo

He is, after all, an experienced murderer

That is to say, perhaps no twisted act is out of the picture when it comes to love

[animebookworm16]

Random Headcanons I Have for the Various Dragonslayers Part 2

Part 1

Laxus has a permanent state of bedhead and no amount of hair gel can fix it

Sometimes Rogue gets 'nightmares' from the bad future but he only remembers vague bits and pieces when he wakes up

Natsu has full on accidentally set no less than seven wooden pieces of furniture on fire in the guildhall due to his body temperature

When Wendy wants to think she finds the highest building/mountain to sit on top of and listens to the wind

Laxus is endlessly annoyed that Natsu has the ability to use lightning (sure it only happens in dire circumstances and Natsu gets violently sick afterward but still)

Natsu and Gajeel have fought over who gets to eat the last Twinkie and they will do it again

The first time Erik really hated his enhanced hearing after he reformed was when he had to hear everyone constantly talk about how much they wanted Jellal and Erza to get together already

Despite never having trained with actual dragons Laxus and Erik when they first got their powers had dreams where dragon-like figures explained things. Neither have ever told anyone about it.

[tinfairies]

I have an x men request, (separate) headcanons for Charles, Eric and Logan with an fem s/o who is a virgin?

Charles

Is more excited than he let's on.

Charles likes to be people's first, there's something about making a virgin cum within minutes.

His mutation comes in handy. He knows everything they want, what they like and if they're in pain.

He's known his lover was a virgin since they first got together, and he's waited for them to be ready ever since.

Charles can't wait to make them cum again and again. It's a fetish at this point.

Erik

He never pushed his lovers limits. He always waited for them to initiate things, being completely unaware of the fact they were a virgin.

When they do finally take things further and Erik hears that confession, he suddenly becomes more soft and loving.

He wants to make their very first time memorable and special.

He won't lie, taking someones virginity is exciting to him.

Logan

Fuck, really? He feels bad that they're going to lose their virginity to him.

Yes, he's a bit excited to be someone's first time. He is still self critical and thinks his lover deserves better.

Logan tries his best to be romantic and soft. He tries to remember back to when he lost his virginity, just to get an idea of what he should do

He will try his best, but will tell them not to expect anything spectacular.

[angelltheninth]

OMG YOU WRITE FOR ERIK KILLMONGER!?!? Can I PLEASEEE request Erik Killmonger marking reader or like how he would mark reader (hickeys, Biting etc)

I actually haven't written just for him before but I do have another request for him.

Pairing: Erik Killmonger x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, slightly suggestive, marking, kissing, biting, teasing, licking

A/N: Erik is one of my favorite MCU antagonists, I was really surprised and happy to see him back in Wakanda Forever.

Erik won't mark you unless you ask to be marked, and to tease you even more he asks you where you want him to mark you

Oh believe him, he wants to mark you, every inch of you in fact

But he holds back until he hears you ask properly

He knows your weak spots and knows you like him to focus on those a lot, however sometimes he avoids them deliberately to hear you grunting and moaning against him

A bit of a selfish streak on him, he doesn't want to leave too many marks where others can see

He's classy like that but you bet that everywhere that's covered is fair game from him

Loves to trace his fingers on your marks when he's done, seeing how you reach, hearing you sigh and moan and spread your legs in longing

What's wrong, do you want something else too?

[cocoathekoala]

Okay guys. When is submissive and breedable David coming out cause when he’s comes on screen so will I.

[hotpinkboots]

erik destler with a reader that likes to write really romantic poems for him? she's not good with words but when she writes it's super heart felt so she gives those to him rather than saying it, because she doesn't know how to speak her love for him out loud

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~𝕰𝖗𝖎𝖐 𝕯𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖑𝖊𝖗 w/a Darling That Writes Him Poems~

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OH MY GOSH 😭 I'VE BEEN WAITING AND WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO REQUEST WITH OUR BEAUTIFUL OPERA GHOST THANK YOU

~Enjoy~

★★★★

𝕰𝖗𝖎𝖐 𝕯𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖑𝖊𝖗

★★★★

~Oh. It is a shame- despite your sweet letters, he wishes to hear those words from your delectable lips.

~But he cherishes every single letter, and pins them all to a special wall in his lair. Reads them all constantly and just stands there for so long reading them, again and again and again.

~Sometimes he even wishes you'd read them out loud to him so he can hear you say the words from your heart.

~But if you're too shy to do it, he understands.

~kind of

~He might ask you during a make-out session or something if you love him.

~Then he asks how much you love him, trying to coax you into telling him like you do in your poems.

~When his temper is rising for whatever reason, he may snap at you and claim that you don't even love him, he's never heard you go on about him in your voice like you do in your written words.

~It's just very hard for him to read your words on paper but never hear them in your own voice.

~When he's getting a bit too emotional and lonely, he'll hold one of the poems you wrote to his lips or chest to feel close to you, and he gets frustrated when his eyes are blurry from tears so he can't read the things you wrote to make him feel better.

~Even though you struggle with telling him out loud, he adores every poem and every letter- especially if you kiss the letter beside your signature and leave a lipstick mark. He'll kiss the mark you left.

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HSIFKRHFJD I LOVE HIM STOP 😭

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