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that voice which calls to me  &  speaks my name
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highly priv  &  highly sel.  christine daaé. low activity. sung by G.  ground rules as this blog is under construction  :

1.  this portrayal is primarily 2004 based however i deviate from director choices that were poorly made such as the timeline and christine’s age. if you are not a fan of the movie and if this bothers you, this blog is not for you. other source material for headcanons and characterization are mixed media, such as the musical and leroux novel.

2. mutuals only. please only follow if you intend to write with me i am not a follow for follow fan. if no interaction is made after some time i soft block and do so liberally please do not take it offensively! large follow count makes me anxious.

3. this blog is for enjoyment and i do not take my blog seriously , i post constant headcanons, joke around with friends and make sure my priority is enjoyment on this blog, if this isnt your forte i suggest not following.

4. hi im G! (26/she/her) ive written christine for 6 years now, she is very near and dear and i would fight a bear for her. i am apart of the gerik defense squad. stay hydrated and well! <3

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❛ Forests have secrets. ❜ (i regret nothing)

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        forests are betrayed by their whispering soughs ,  she thought ,  what has betrayed me  ?   she blinks owlishly at the man who holds her heart so tenderly in his grasp , with every ounce of adoration as if it were construed of glass  :  his eyes which harbor the warmth of the sun and she who admires them as one would bask in the rays.  halcyon memories of the summer air kissing her cheeks , or the tide receding upon the shoreline  :  laughter of childish mirth  ,  father’s violin,   what is betraying me  ?   you own my heart raoul.  but he owns my soul.  and i’ve tried. oh , i’ve tried to forget.  do you deem me treacherous ?  an intrepid chill travels up her spine, her secrets woven into lies  &   a euphemism which only leaves an acridity upon her tongue,  lies lodged in her throat , clawing out in disguise.  

  ‘   perhaps so,  perhaps they struggle to keep their secrets unknown and that is why many are lost when they wander.   “    she jests  ,  a tilt of her head and vivacious curls fall as a gossamer upon lithe shoulders.   “   this music box however              “   she trails ,  looking off with a gander to petite hands clutching at the fabric of her skirt  :   there is a melancholy within the whites of her eyes  ,   her ever wandering mind and the memories which tarry along the borders :   a broken requiem  ,  a broken staccato   :  an angel who’s wings have emblazoned ,  a pedestal turned pyre.    “  raoul it          it was beautiful.  yet it was not a beauty that can be seen  .   it held a peculiar beauty,  a sad one.   ”     this is your secret.  this is what you will consume.  this lie will rot within the aviary of your ribcage and it will be naught but a discordant tune which haunts ,  this is your secret.  and the forest will alight in flames ,  fill your lungs with ash before it is ever sought out.

#answered.#:)c#one day#one day i'll just stick to the pure things they deserve#but today is simply not that day
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touching on the importance of the violin  :  it’s assumed that christine would know how to play the violin like her late father, but her free spirit and stubborn nature didn’t allow her to sit still during any lesson her father would try to have with her and it’s one of her biggest regrets, anytime someone plays a violin theres a somber, nostalgia that fills her and it moves her to tears. the violin holds a lot of importance to christine its one of the biggest things that immediately remind her of her father so anytime a violin is played, it touches her heart and soul

#hc.#she never learned she sucks at it#and its like oh youre miss daae! you must know!#and shes like well! sad girl hours time!
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small psa that christine is my secondary muse and although I am very whipped for her and she’ll Always be my sweet child she’s a very sad character and to get into her mind set and muse u go through the motions so she’s low activity for now

#but it’s a friends only blog so I’m vibing but it’s gonna be silent from time to time#simply cause she is a character that exudes light but is rotting within from sadness#and I love her sm#But Mari is my focal point cause she’s a light hearted muse
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𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.
  • ❛ You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast. ❜
  • ❛ You are going to break your promise. ❜
  • ❛ I understand. ❜
  • ❛ And I hold my hands over the ears of my heart, so that I will not hate you. ❜
  • ❛ Oh, I will be cruel to you. ❜
  • ❛ It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be. ❜
  • ❛ But you understand, don’t you? ❜
  • ❛ I am a demanding creature. ❜
  • ❛ I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable. ❜
  • ❛ For you alone I will be weak. ❜
  • ❛ I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. ❜
  • ❛ In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold. ❜
  • ❛ I have looked for your face in the patterns of the ice. ❜
  • ❛ I moved the earth and the water for you. ❜
  • ❛ Because my magic is as strong as an arm. ❜
  • ❛ Magic does that. It wastes you away. ❜
  • ❛ Magic does that. It wastes you away. Once it grips you by the ear, the real world gets quieter and quieter, until you can hardly hear it at all. ❜
  • ❛ You will always run away with her. ❜
  • ❛ You will always lose her. ❜
  • ❛ You will always be a fool. ❜
  • ❛ War is not for winning. ❜
  • ❛ But her heart was so cold that she could hold ice in her mouth and it would never melt. ❜
  • ❛ You look like a winter night. ❜
  • ❛ But if you must be clever, then be clever. ❜
  • ❛ Be brave. ❜
  • ❛ Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight. ❜
  • ❛ She is so stubborn, her heart has an argument with her head every time it wants to beat. ❜
  • ❛ How I adore you. ❜
  • ❛ Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me. ❜
  • ❛ Oh, quit that. ❜
  • ❛ In his own country, death can be kind. ❜
  • ❛ Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing. ❜
  • ❛ Someone ought to write a novel about me. ❜
  • ❛ I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived. ❜
  • ❛ What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists? ❜
  • ❛ After love, no one is what they were before. ❜
  • ❛ In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you. ❜
  • ❛ No one is now what they were before the war. There’s just no getting any of it back. ❜
  • ❛ How long your hair has grown. You could strangle a man in it. ❜
  • ❛ I have survived, but I have not been spared. ❜
  • ❛ After all, when all else is gone, you may still have bitterness in abundance. ❜
  • ❛ I’ve a devil of a habit for being right. ❜
  • ❛ Everyone is a criminal! ❜
  • ❛ Naturally, then, humans fall into three categories: the criminal, the not-yet-criminal, and the not-yet-caught. ❜
  • ❛ Forests have secrets. ❜
  • ❛ We are better at this than you are. ❜
  • ❛ We can hold two terrible ideas at once in our hearts. ❜
  • ❛ It’s not so bad, my darling. ❜
  • ❛ I look at you and it is like my throat being cut. ❜
  • ❛ Do you think I am a fool? ❜
  • ❛ Did you never think, even once, that I loved lipstick and rouge for more than their color alone? ❜
  • ❛ I still want to kiss you. ❜
  • ❛ I hate it here. ❜
  • ❛ He’ll burn you down like wax if you let him. ❜
  • ❛ Did I not come to you on my knees with a kingdom in my hand? ❜
  • ❛ I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too. ❜
  • ❛ My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it. ❜
  • ❛ Nothing ever truly dies. ❜
#me not even having a dash icon: nice