#phantom of the opera headcanons

[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

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ೃ༄ 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

[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. 

[ablatheringblatherskite]

Headcanon that Raoul never grows taller than Philippe, who teases him about it til the day he dies. Additionally: Raoul isn't that much taller than Christine, either. You just can't tell because he wears boots with heels.

[writingstuffs12345]

Headcanons Master List

~Sally Face~

SF Gang

Hobbies

Trans HCs

Finding Out You Struggle With SH <-Tw Self-Harm

Transmasc S/O

Sal Fisher

General HCs

Caregiver HCs

Larry Johnson

General HCs

Caregiver HCs

Ashley Campbell

General HCs

Caregiver HCs

Todd Morrison

General HCs

Caregiver HCs

Travis Phelps

General HCs

~Phantom of the Opera~

Eriraoustine

[bookshop-phantom]

Domestic fluff headcanons (Married!Christine/Erik)

Some of these are from a modern day AU and some might be a bit OoC.

Christine doing the most mundane stuff at home and Erik just watching her, completely in love. Imagine Christine reading/combing her hair/etc. and Erik looking at her, then she notices it and playfully asks "What's wrong?" and he pretends not to know what she's talking about.

Erik being worried about not wearing a mask at home because he thinks it will make Christine uncomfortable. Of course, she is used to her husband's face by now, but he insists on keeping his mask on.

Them dancing or singing a duet in the kitchen while cooking.

Erik knowing how to cook and Christine being super amazed about it. Also, Erik is used to do all the chores by himself, so he has no problem helping her with the house chores.

Christine with her hair in a 💕messy bun💕

Christine arriving home after a very long day of rehearsals, plopping into the couch completely exhausted and falling asleep with her head on Erik's shoulder. Erik was asking her how her day was and then realised Christine was already asleep.

Erik giving her lots of forehead kisses. Everytime Christine leaves for work, Erik gives her a forehead kiss. Same thing when he leaves the house or when they wake up.

Erik waking up earlier than Christine and then spending a couple of minutes playing with her hair before getting out of bed and making coffee for the both of them.

Erik proudly being Erik Daaé.

Christine running up to Erik to give him a kiss on the cheek everytime he lifts up his mask.

Christine speaking Swedish when she's asleep and Erik being very confused about it but also amused.

Erik having these really sentimental, vulnerable moments in which he hugs Christine tightly - as if he was afraid that she might leave - and thanks her for being his wife.

[hollywoods-golden-age-imagines]

Meeting and Courting Erique Claudin 

(Not my gif)(Requested by anonymous)

(He was a bit difficult to write for but I hope I did him justice! Sorry if the meeting portion is somewhat disappointing but I thought it was a nice way to end it.)

- Being a backstage tailor for a world renowned opera house oftentimes left you feeling slightly insignificant. When you spend your days doing small tasks for big people who sell out seats and who find themselves published in newspapers every other morning, it’s easy to feel as though you’re somewhat see-through; a machine or an object that no one thinks twice about rather than an actual person who lives an actual life. 

- It’s the reason why you’re so surprised when you suddenly find yourself on the receiving end of a secret admirer; especially one who appears to be particularly elegant and effortlessly refined: a perfect gentleman instead of a leering creep....

- The whole ordeal began with a bouquet of flowers: an expensive looking vase that sat atop your messy, button and thread covered desk; filled with long stemmed roses and dainty sprouts of babies breath. The only thing accompanying it was a small note which informed you that they were given to you by someone who had developed a longing for you; instead of a thank you from your bosses or a presumed case of “wrong room”. 

- Immediately, your mind went to the multitude of stage hands that were employed at the opera house: the only group of individuals who’d realistically admire you as opposed to the numerous dazzling starlets that quite literally danced circles around you. And though you were flattered, you couldn’t think of a single one of them that you’d want the flowers to be from.

- Besides, an observation of them during your work day left you none the wiser, leading to you forgetting about the situation entirely; only remembering once you were sat directly in front of the slowly wilting bouquet. 

- Though your admirers identity remained a secret, his attempts to woo you never ceased and the longer your one sided correspondence went on, the more he seemed to notice and learn about you. 

- If you came to work with a book, the sequel was sitting on your desk the next week. If the chain on your necklace broke, a shining new one was in your coat pocket the next day. Soon, inciting actions became irrelevant and your weekly gifts seemed to be naturally tuned to your tastes; as though he knew what you liked or needed like the back of his hand. 

- The gifts were a subtle reminder that you were noticed: a glimpse into the lives of the stars around you and a taste of what was probably all too common for them. Any loneliness you felt was quelled by the existence of this kind stranger and a part of you began to feel as though it didn’t even matter who it was, you’d love them all the same once they’d revealed themselves to you. 

- And as the collection of letters and gifts mounted, you began to suspect the person responsible....

- Enrique Claudin was never someone who you worked very closely with: most orchestra members only needed a quick seam fix or a new button on one of their coats; if anything at all, so it was really no surprise that the two of you rarely interacted.

- But along came the day when he did need your help and with it came a healthy bout of suspicion....

- For a large portion of your interaction, you were completely distracted by the task at hand; busying yourself with sewing a tear in his sleeve. But once you’d asked a question and received no answer, you’d glanced up and found him gazing at you with a dazed expression on his face.

- A repeat of your question; and your eyes meeting his, snapped him out of his trance and you’d offered him a small smile as you finished; watching him excuse himself shyly and deciding that you’ve either earned yourself another admirer or found the man that you’d been looking for. 

- The only problem with that being that he disappeared no more than a few weeks later; accusations of murder hot on his missing heels....

- But the gifts never stopped and though you wanted to believe that they were from somebody who hadn’t dropped off the face of the earth due to crimes of the highest and most threatening degree, you couldn’t shake the unnerving feeling that your admirer might have also been a murderer and that he’d managed to evade the police all while being holed up in the same area that you were all but trapped in. 

- And yet, you never mention it to the police. 

- At times you’ll reason with yourself that it’s just because there’s so little evidence that you don’t want to feel silly by mentioning it, but you know that that’s not entirely true. You don’t have a logical reason as to why you hide it, you just do: thumbing the most recent card in your pocket as they walk away from your interrogation. 

- Maybe you should have said something, who knows? 

- What you do know is that a few months later, you’re alone in one of the wings of the theater, finishing your work in the darkening room you’ve made into your office as one of the many productions rages on on the other side of the opera. 

- You’re just about to blow your candles out and leave when you hear a knock at your door, turning to see one of the performers in your doorway who bows and states that he’s been sent to get you so that you could fix up a small accident on one of the dresses. 

- Obediently and naively, you follow him, allowing him to take your arm and lead you to where you’re meant to go but as he begins to pull you away from where you assume you’re supposed to be, you begin to feel uneasy. 

- He answers none of your questions and as you come across an unfamiliar door, your anxiety rises and you begin to stammer, threatening to scream before you open your mouth and shout for help, your cries drowned out by the opera before his hand stifles the sound.

- Soon enough, you’re being dragged through the maze of tunnels and staircases that make up the Paris sewer system, the mans grip on you never breaking; even as you struggle against him. He rambles on about how he won’t harm you, that he’ll watch over you and that you’ll be safe, and though his voice is gentle and kind, you can’t help but be frightened; especially when he begins to speak about you staying down there with him. 

- You panic even more then, your heart racing as your fate begins to dawn on you, your head swimming until you hear him say a very particular phrase. It shakes the fog from your brain immediately and you search your mind for where you’ve heard it before, suddenly realizing that it was in one of the letters written to you by your secret admirer.

- Instinctively, your heels plant themselves into the ground, the action stopping the two of you in your spots as you gaze at him in a different kind of shock than before. 

“You’re him. …The man from the letters.” You say, no other words able to come out as the two of you lock eyes. 

He doesn’t seem the least bit surprised by your sudden statement while he replies. “Well of course I am. Who else would I be?”

“Who are you.” You ask but his answer isn’t nearly as instantaneous as before. 

- He seems to mull over the decision before relenting, softly admitting to you that he is Enrique as you take in the revelation, listening carefully to his words, his voice suddenly sounding familiar. He explains himself rather clearly then, his previously delusional rambles morphing into confessions of love, shyly recounting the lovestruck actions that took place right under your nose. 

- And though you know just how dangerous he can be, you have the sudden impression that he wouldn’t be able to hurt a fly, and right now you are a fly: a fly caught in a spiders web, unsure of how to feel and blind to what may or could be coming. 

- Wordlessly, you allow him to move you once again, following him as he leads you further, glancing back at you every now and again as though he doesn’t want to take his eyes off of you; for seemingly various reasons. 

- You aren’t sure why you do it; perhaps because you know there’s no winning right then and there or because you want to see what this is going to lead to, but you do it all the same and soon enough, he’s leading you into a quaint room, furnished with old tables and chairs and instruments. In the back of the room there’s a sewing machine and stacks of fabric and thread and it hits you now more than ever that he’s been waiting for you for quite some time. 

- He assures you somewhat nervously that this new home of yours isn’t finished as he sits you down at the table next to the piano but you aren’t really listening. 

“I can’t stay here.” You say in a bit of a daze, so overwhelmed that you’re feeling lightheaded. 

“Don’t be silly, of course you can.” He replies, busying himself with tidying up things you don’t care to really pay attention to. 

“No ...no I have my work, and my-”

“You don’t have to worry about work anymore. And there’s the machine in the corner for anything you want to create for yourself.” He assures you kindly, as though this situation is much more normal than it actually is. 

“But I hardly even know you.”

“You know me,” he insists. “I’ve always been with you, watching you, taking care of you. Haven’t I taken care of you? I love you and I will for the rest of my life, and once you open your heart to me, once you give me a chance, I’m sure that you’ll love me too. You just have to remember me, the me you knew before they poisoned you against me.”

You’re silent until he speaks again. “Will you do that for me?”

- You’re quiet for a long moment before you finally come to your decision. 

“I can try.”

- Enrique isn’t terribly big on public displays of affection: he’s much too meek and finds a lot of it too improper; especially if you like to believe that you got together before he became the phantom. He prefers behaving in a way that isn’t expressly romantic, so most of the people around you will either know that you’re together from word of mouth or from the affection that you choose to give him. 

- As I said before: you’re responsible for most of the affection in your relationship; though he does tend to touch you more whenever the two of you are alone together. His love language definitely revolves around gift giving, acts of service, and declarations of love; when he can find the right words, more than it does physical affection so don’t be worried if/when he keeps his distance. 

- Interlocked elbows. If it wasn’t obvious from what I’ve said already: Enrique enjoys acting like a perfect gentlemen; though it arguably just comes naturally to him, so he’ll typically escort you around with your arms crossed over each others; usually before he takes both your hands in his to say a gentle and somewhat prolonged goodbye. 

- Kissing him on the cheek. He can’t help but smile or melt whenever you do so; it’s an easy way to brighten his mood and take his mind off of whatever may be bothering him. 

- Soft, pure kisses. 

- He mainly calls you by your given name but on occasion, he might choose to call you darling, dear, or dearest one instead. He’s oftentimes pretty old fashioned and respectful with his pet names so don’t expect anything too modern or childish; though he doesn’t protest to you calling him those sorts of things. 

- Sorry to disappoint but Enrique seems like the type of fellow to sleep in a different bed than his significant other. Although, considering the fact that you probably don’t have enough space for two separate beds, he’ll most likely settle for sharing one; if you insist that it doesn't make you uncomfortable. You’ll typically either cuddle him yourself or; at least, nestle into the space beside him while he lays on his back, his hands folded over his stomach/chest. 

- The two of you will definitely have to work on his trust issues and his willingness to let you leave his lair but all of the struggle you go through will make things better in the long run. You can’t stay cooped up down there forever and it’s much healthier for you both to know that you’re down there by choice, not by force.

- Spending almost all your time together. You’re the one person he really converses with and longs to have in his life and he grows lonely without the constant comfort of your presence. He needs you near; oftentimes for no real reason at all, so get used to him cause you’re not gonna get rid of him any time soon.

- Him randomly coming to check on you just because he wanted to see and/or sit with you.

- Sneaking him down things that he might need or enjoy; especially when suspicions are high. He always thanks you earnestly, though he might insist that you shouldn’t have risked putting yourself in harms way just to get him a gift. 

- Cooking for him. He doesn’t really know how to do it himself; at least not well, so it’s either you’re making him something or he’s stealing something from the opera houses dining area; it’s all up to your culinary skill set.

- Massaging his hands.

- Assisting him whenever he plays his music: getting him food when he’s in the middle of something important, playing the piano keys to help him get in tune, helping gather and put his sheet music in order, etc. It’s nice to return the favor since he takes care of you so much.

- Enrique is incredibly protective of his music so you should always consider it an honor whenever he does decide to share it with you. Very few people have the pleasure and believe me when I say: it is a pleasure.

- Constantly receiving fresh bouquets of flowers. He’ll usually gather them from the different opera actresses dressing rooms, since he knows very few of them will actually stop to notice that they’re missing. 

- Though he isn’t rich by any means, Enrique always does his best to provide and care for you, and if that meant giving you the shirt off his back, he would. He’d spoil you until he completely ran out and he’d consider your smile and happiness to be worth any hardship that might have come from it.

- Being patient with and offering him support. You try your best to let him know that you’re willing to stand by him until things are okay again and that you don’t mind that he’s in a tough spot “right now”, which is something he really appreciates.

- Reassuring him that you do truly love him. In his eyes, he’s just a disfigured old man and you’re a beautiful young woman with the whole world ahead of you; of course he’s going to feel a bit insecure from time to time. Just tell him that you only have eyes for him and refuse to let him believe otherwise and soon enough, he’ll feel a whole lot better.

- He always tries his best to be understanding with you as well and he’s oftentimes very successful, patiently brushing off any apologies with an “everyone has their off days” and trusting that you’ll learn to overcome whatever’s bothering you; or your initial distrust of him.

- The thing about Enrique is that he wants you to be happy; he really does, but he also deludes himself into thinking that you will be happy or that you already are happy, or that somebody has made you not like something and that he’ll just have to teach you to like and understand it’s importance again. It’s why he’ll occasionally make decisions for you without thinking twice about it, because you do agree with him, don’t you?

- Sometimes, he’s so sure of what he’s saying that you can’t help but begin to feel sure of it too. You at least know that he truly believes that you’ll be happy and/or okay which usually manages to help ease your nerves regardless of the situation at hand.

- I can imagine that he’d try to make your “new home” more comfortable and to your liking even before you decide to live with him so don’t be surprised if things suddenly begin to go missing and/or when you find them scattered around his lair.

- He’s very adamant about you doing what you love and enjoying yourself without the stress of trying to make it into work. If you have a hobby then he’ll indulge it happily, doing whatever he can to help you improve and make sure that you’re comfortable.

- He absolutely adores whenever you hum or softly sing around him; regardless of how talented you “technically” are.

- The first few nights you stayed with him down in his lair, he wordlessly played you a lullaby to help you sleep and ever since, whenever you’re stressed or can’t manage to rest, he’ll pick up his violin or sit down at his piano and play you that same little lullaby, watching happily as it helps calm you down.

- He’s arguably going to be at least somewhat older than you so you’ll oftentimes get to listen to stories about him from his youth or the hundred different plays that he’s helped put on: whether he’s telling you about the actors, the plots of the plays themselves, or describing the music he played to you.

- Him fussing and worrying over you whenever you seem even the slightest bit worse for wear. You have to be in perfect health or he’ll act as though you’re terminally ill.

- He notices immediately whenever somethings off so you never have to “inform him” that you’re upset. You’ll just have to sit there and be yourself and he’ll notice somethings changed about your character and ask if you’re alright.

- Keeping him in check. He’s a nice guy who was down on his luck and stretched too thin: he’s not a bad person and you make sure that he knows that and that he tries his best to be good again. And oftentimes he listens, though occasionally he will ignore you, thinking of you as a bleeding heart that is just too sensitive or innocent to understand how important something is.

- Candlelit evenings. As fond as he’s grown of the dark and as much as it’s beginning to grow on you, you’ve also got to; ya know, see, so get used to the orange glow and the heat that comes from the open flames.

- Occasionally changing things up and camping out in a different place overnight whenever the operas sewers get a little too monotonous. You’ve got hundreds of rooms to pick from so just say the words and he’ll find the key.

- Late night strolls.

- Sitting down with him and listening to the opera overhead.

- Playing little games like checkers or chess with him. It’s just something fun and relaxing to do while you try and pass the time in the gloom of his dark new home.

- Almost giving yourself away whenever someone brings up “the ghost of the opera”. You just can’t help but snort or begin to interject whenever they bring up his appearance, it sounds nothing like him!

- Due to the fact that you’ve effectively been kidnapped by him, you’re likely to remove his mask the first time you’re in his lair. And unlike the other phantoms, he remains somewhat calm, almost tearfully waiting for your reaction, hoping that it won’t be fear or disgust. 

- He’s always slightly possessive but it’s oftentimes not really noticeable. It’s just because he thinks of everything he puts effort into as being “sacred”; something that means a lot to him and that’s constantly in danger of being stolen away.

- Enrique is a lot less likely to kill because of jealousy; compared to some of the other phantoms, but he does have his limits. Regardless, he mainly just insists that you don’t do something or hides you away from the world whenever he deems it necessary; i.e. thinks there’s someone out there threatening your relationship. 

- Your safety is the one thing he is absolutely willing to kill for no matter the situation. He does not play around when it comes to your life and he’s highly protective of you. 

- It’s borderline impossible to argue with him: he just sits and sulks whenever he’s criticized or yelled at so you’re kind of forced to have an actual discussion with him whenever there’s a problem in your relationship. 

- Because of this, you typically work things out pretty quickly and you go back to being a happy couple in; at most, an hour. He’s very earnest with his apologies so it’s typically very easy to forgive him. 

- He tells you that he loves you very easily. It’s just a fact to him by now so why would he have a problem with saying it?

- Sorry honey, but you’re stuck with him for the rest of your life whether you like it or not. If someone wants to take you away from him, they'll have to rip you from his cold, dead hands. 

[queerolddad]

I made an AO3 doc to compile all my POTO headcanons in one place! Check it out if you want!

[yandere-writer-momo]

I need some Karou Phantom on the Opera Headcannons, he lives in my head rent-free

Yandere Baki Short Stories:

The Phantom of the Opera

Yandere Phantom Hanayama Kaoru x Christine! Fem Reader x mentioned! Raoul Katsumi Orochi

Large hands lovingly traced up and down (your name)’s figure from the other side of the mirror. A dark eye observed her ethereal form prepare for her performance in awe. His beautiful muse, the Apple of his eye… his angel.

Hanayama pressed his lips against the mirror, his eye fluttered shut in bliss. Desire had him in its clutches and he had no interest in stoking the fires that burned within him. He desired (your name). He’s been alone for so many years, rotting in this opera house and he finally has an angel of his own… and he’d be damned if he let that Count Katsumi stole her away! All he had ever asked of her was her loyalty and he knew that devilishly handsome man had entranced her. Hanayama would not let her fall under Katsumi’s spell. He would save her!

Hanayama had prepared for his arrival in his dark dwelling for months now. (Your name) would be pampered and doted on endlessly. She would never need to worry about money or food. And certainly not about him having a fickle heart. Hanayama had plenty of connections to keep her satisfied beyond human comprehension. It’s the least he could do…

Hanayama had trained (your name) for months to perfect her melodic voice. She owed him… she belonged to him! And Hanayama would not let her escape his grasp when he finally has the love he’s always wanted within reach… (your name) was his for all of eternity.

Hanayama began to sing to catch his angel’s attention. His heart swelled with pride when she immediately responded with a bright smile. There she was! His obedient song bird…

Their voices perfectly sung together in harmony, his eye never left her form as she twirled in her beautiful gown in her dressing room. Just a bit closer to the mirror… there!

Hanayama pushed the mirror open and quickly snatched up his prize. His large palm pressed firmly against her mouth as he pressed numerous kisses to the side of her face.

“Oh my darling song bird… let’s go home.” Hanayama huskily whispered in her ear. “You needn’t this life any longer… you only need me and the music.”

(Your name) was still entranced by his magical melody as he pulled her through the tunnel behind the mirror. The mirror gently clicked shut behind the duo that would never be seen again.

This Phantom would never be lonely again… they have reached past the point of no return.

[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

[muupso-o]

Muzan in this year Ufotable official halloween merchandise.

I didn’t have anytime to do any halloween art so hehe

Also this year design reminds me of the Phantom of the opera 😆

[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~

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𝕰𝖗𝖎𝖐 𝕯𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖑𝖊𝖗

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~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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[spaceagebachelormann]

doing your makeup with phantom of the opera characters !

✧ warnings: none!

✧ characters included: christine daaé, erik destler, raoul de chagny, meg giry, carlotta giudicelli

✧ additional info: these can be read as any versions! however characters like christine and meg are mainly based off the book and musical versions :) can also be read platonically OR romantically

✧ nav. — m.list

*ೃ༄ christine daaé

she does her makeup with you!

i feel like she prefers doing hers with someone in the room so she can a second opinion on how hers looks and she’ll do the same for them

she’d probably ask you to help her put some of it on cause book!christine canonically has bad vision

and she’d ask to do some of urs for funsies :)

despite her bad eyesight i feel like she’s actually very good at it cause she’s gotten used to it

overall a very nice experience cause christine is such a cutie <3

ೃ༄ erik destler

he’s intrigued

i feel like he also knows how to do makeup cause he wanted to cover up his face

anyway!! he’d only know how to use foundation and stuff for ur skin so hes rlly interested in mascara and eyeliner and eyeshadow and that stuff

100% let’s u try lipsticks on his arm

he also gives u his honest opinion on ur makeup when ur finished or almost finished (i hc hes brutually honest)

he also asks like a lot of questions

“what’s this” and he’s holding ur highlighter

probably also wants u to put some on him but is too afraid to ask

ೃ༄ raoul de chagny

he’s kind of like christine

but he’s much more energetic abt it

will suggest u wear the sparkliest eyeshadow he can find 😭

other than that he knows literally nothing about makeup but still wants to try and do it for you

and it’s best to say no because chances are he’ll fuck it up (badly)

he’ll also randomly pick something up and put it on himself for funsies

when he finds ur blush he’ll put them directly on his cheeks in circles like when little kids find their moms makeup

probably takes forever to clean him up too

he’s rlly inquisitive during it and asks nonstop questions but most of them are just to be annoying

ೃ༄ meg giry

almost the same as raoul but she mainly just yaps the whole time

it’s actually a very calming experience with her surprisingly

u just sit there and do ur thing and she’ll mind her own business and talk abt her day and asks abt urs too!

it’s also a gossip session

“i heard that carlotta might get fired and replaced by christine” is probably a common one

another one who’s brutually honest and gives her opinion

is not afraid to tell u if u look like shit but like 99% of the time she tells u look absolutely lovely

ೃ༄ carlotta giudicelli

so as we all know she’s kinda mean.. so she’s also very honest about your makeup

if your friends she’ll most likely just be saying it to make sure u look ur best, even if she is a little rude about it

if she doesn’t like you she just wants to piss you off

but she probably also wouldn’t be there if y’all weren’t friends

i feel like if u were taking too long or just didn’t look good enough (to her standards) she’d just be like “oh my god let me” and start doing it for u

if she’s not doing that she’ll use the time to practice her singing

she enjoys ur company and probably becomes nicer during this time <3

taglist : @faerieroyal (ik ur not on my phantom taglist but i love attention 😭)

[an-angels-fury]

My Demisexual Headcanons 💜

For the ones who don't know what it means:

Demisexuality is an orientation found in the gray area of the asexual spectrum. People who identify with this label don't feel any kind of sexual attraction until they form an emotional (and/or intellectual) bond with someone else. Demisexuals can also identify themselves as hetero, homo, bi or pan, since the term refers to the circumstance in which the attraction happens, not the gender(s) the person is attracted to.

P.S.: people who develop sexual attraction EXCLUSIVELY through intellect are more known as Sapiosexuals.

Characters (from left to right):

Anakin Skywalker (Star Wars Prequels)

Belle (Beauty and the Beast)

Katniss Everdeen (The Hunger Games Trilogy)

Erik/The Phantom (The Phantom of the Opera)

Christine Daaé (The Phantom of the Opera)

Enjolras (Les Miserables)

Elizabeth Bennet (Pride & Prejudice)

Prince Henry (Ever After: A Cinderella Story)

A friendly reminder this is just MY opinion. You don't need to agree with me, all I ask is respect. Thank you. 👍

[writingstuffs12345]

Erik x Raoul x Christine HCs

Christine was the one who proposed the idea of dating Erik to Raoul

Raoul didn't like the idea at first but agreed to it for Christine because he knew it would make her happy

Erik was excited to be dating Christine, even if it meant having to deal with Raoul

Erik and Raoul apologized for how they treated each other

Erik and Raoul started befriending each other about two months after Christine started dating Erik

Erik and Raoul got really drunk one night and confessed their love to each other in front of Christine (and Meg)

Christine recorded the whole thing too

She definitely showed them the recording when they sobered up

Erik and Raoul started dating too after that

Christine is happy that her boys are getting along

She teases them on how long it took for them to get together

[bookshop-phantom]

Phantom of the Opera platonic headcanons (mainly Erik & Christine)

All of these are meant to be ambiguous; you can imagine them as friends, platonic partners or romantic partners. Whatever you prefer!

By now, Christine speaks perfect French, except for the fact that she sometimes forgets how to say certain things. She unconsciously says those words in Swedish and both Erik and Raoul try to guess them.

Christine can't help but giggle when she hears the dancers and other Opera staff making guesses about the Phantom of the Opera (for example, when they say that the Phantom can change its head at will or that he is invisible.)

The Persian and Christine gossip over Erik while drinking a nice cup of tea.

Christine spends entire evenings in Erik's lair. They do chat sometimes, but there is mostly a comfortable silence between them. They just do their own stuff, while enjoying each other’s company. Sometimes, they sing together.

Christine has already left some of her personal belongings in the room she has in the lair.

She is starting to feel very comfortable with the idea of having somewhere quiet to go when she feels overwhelmed. Plus, she knows that Erik will always be supportive of her and listen to what she has to say.

Erik and Raoul absolutely despise each other, but they both agree that Christine's wellbeing is the top priority. If she has a problem, they stop trying to kill each other for a short while.

Christine is considering marrying Erik. For him, it's a way to finally feel like a human being and not feel alone anymore. She knows how important this is for Erik and she wouldn't mind keeping him company for the rest of their lives, even though she realises that her life will never be the same. This isn't how Christine had pictured her marriage to be, but she believes that the intimacy she has with Erik is truly special.

Last but not least, the Persian is totally fine with being single and he enjoys watching those three being dramatic.

[goodphantomoftheoperaposts]

Headcanon: Erik’s piano has blood stains on the keys from all the times he’s played too intensely. This is actually a thing that really happens to pianists sometimes, and it seems VERY in-character for Erik.