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entitled-fangirl · 4 months

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He may always be a demon from hell, but she still loves him.

Crowley x human!reader

Summary: The reader and Crowley discuss what she's reading. She says it reminds her of him, to which he panics.

Words: 1,784

Warnings: demon, heavy makeout session, angst, alcohol

Author's note: I don't own the character or the book mentioned in this! Eeeeek enjoy!

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Crowley looked up from the glass of bourbon in his hands as he sat in one of Aziraphale’s many chairs. There she sat across from him. The pretty little human.

Her legs were pulled up onto the couch, her body curled into itself as she held her book out in front of her to read.

She was quite pretty. He had always thought so. Of all his years on this earth, this one was by far the best he had seen. And her soul simply solidified it. Her mind, body, and soul were precious.

She was entirely focused on her book, not noticing Crowley’s gaze. He took that to his advantage, his eyes scanning her entire frame before finally resting on her face. He opened his mouth to speak. He didn’t know what he was going to say, but he knew he would do anything to talk to her as much as he could in her lifetime.

“What are you reading, Flower?”

That was his name for her. Aziraphale was his angel, sure. And she seemed like an angel herself, the metaphorical kind, anyway. She was not like a real angel, which is annoying and dull. No, she wasn’t like that at all. He hadn’t read many books but knew how humans romanticized the term 'angel.' The innocence it carried in its title.

No, no, no. She was his flower. He spend many days searching for the right name, but once he came up with that one, it stuck like glue. He loved plants. He loved plants so much. And he loved her. She was his flower.

Now, her head perked up to let her eyes meet his. She held his gaze, admiring the snake-like pupils the demon had. She seemed to snap out of it quickly, regaining her composure. “Oh, uh…,” her voice soft, “it’s the Phantom of the Opera. Have… Have you read it, Angel?”

His eyes closed. He loved it when she called him that. He was no angel by any means, but she used the term every chance she could the day she learned that he had once been so. She had two angels as far as she was concerned. And while one had a significantly more gothic wardrobe, she still considered him just the same.

He nods, “I was around when it was written and published. Hated it then.”

Her lips slowly pull into an amused smile. “And now?”

He shrugs, looking back into her eyes, “…Do YOU like it, Flower?”

A soft breath comes from her lungs, “…Not sure, but I believe so. Won’t say until I finish it. You know how it ends, Angel?”

He shakes his head, “Can’t say I do. Didn’t care enough to finish it.”

She finds that quite amusing. She pulls her legs closer to her to get comfortable, trying to keep herself warm. “Well, I’ll let you know when I’m done, yeah? If it’s good enough, will you try to read it again?”

“Tell me why you like it so much, Flower.”

She considers his words carefully, “I… perhaps see similarities in it… sometimes. You know?”

His eyes move back down to the liquor glass in his hand. He remained quiet, a silent sigh for her elaborate on her findings.

“That was… stupid. I shouldn’t have said it. I’m… I’m sorry…”

He was much more intrigued than before. Sorry? For what? He wished sometimes he could just see what was going on in that funny little brain of hers. “No. Tell me.”

She knew that wasn’t a reassurance that he wasn’t annoyed. It was more of a demand.

“I don’t know, Crowley…”

He grins, pulling the glass to his lips to take another sip.

“Tell me what you DO know, Flower.”

Her eyes wander around the room in thought. “I suppose I feel remorse for the Phantom…”

He hums.

“…and… everyone makes him out to be a horrid creature. A vile beast worth ending. And he believes it too about himself. That he’s awful and cruel. But they don’t know anything about him. Nothing. They even assume it’s a ghost sometimes…”

By now, he’s hooked on her words. Not that he cared for the plot much, but just her. She was beautiful like this, the sunlight from the windows behind her casting a light against her back, giving her body a glowing effect.

“…anyways, this girl falls in love with him. And she finds out he’s just a man. He’s a man like anyone else. He’s not the vile thing everyone makes him out to be.”

He’s taking in every word.

Her voice drops to a low volume, “They call him a demon from hell.”

Crowley felt his jaw clench at her words.

“…But, he’s not. Not at all. He’s just a man. A man who deserves much more than life handed him. He was no demon. He could’ve been an angel. He’s kind and fair. Honest and witty. He protects her with his life. And he’s loyal. He is quite admirable, honestly.”

She held this look. It was a loving look as she stared at Crowley. This time, he could read her like an open book. She was referencing him. That everyone believed Crowley was vile and cruel. But he was just like a man.

“…You’re awfully quiet, Angel.”

That sold it for him. Angel. Her angel. His eyes closed, taking in a deep breath.

He stood up quickly, setting his glass on the side table before approaching the sofa she occupied. She noticed, scooting over slightly to make room for him, but he didn’t sit. He kneeled in front of the couch, in front of her.

If his eyes could produce tears, they’d be running. “Flower? You truly think that of me? That I’m just a man?”

She nods, her breath quickening at his proximity.

He wanted to believe her. He truly did, but he couldn’t. He leaned in, making their faces inches apart.

“You think all this and you haven’t finished the book?”

She nods again, her gaze staring to settle on his lips.

His hand reached forward, grabbing her face gently. His voice became a low growl, “And what if this angel truly is a demon from hell? Would the girl stop loving him, Flower?”

She isn’t sure what to say. She’s not sure who they’re even talking about at this point. Her gut told her to say one thing, but her head said another. And his grip on her face was not helping her focus.

“I.. I don’t think… love takes what they are into con… consideration when it chooses them…”

Satan, she was perfect. She always knew exactly what to say, the sneaky thing. It stilled his vessel’s heart, his eyes still drilling into hers.

“And… will she truly listen to her heart?”

She nods. “She would be a fool not to, Angel.”

He couldn’t take it anymore. Here she was, sitting so pretty for him, her words causing a fire to erupt in his stomach. He leaned forward, pulling her face towards his.

Their lips meet in a gentle kiss. It doesn’t last long because Crowley pulls away.

“Maybe you should finish the book before you make your conclusions, Flower. Perhaps he’ll always be that demon from hell.”

He stands, sliding his hands into his pockets with a sigh before exiting the bookshop.

…

Days pass and Crowley acts as if their interaction never happened. It broke her heart. Aziraphale couldn’t take the two ignoring each other and decided to fix it.

He told Crowley to be at the bookshop at a certain time. But Aziraphale wouldn’t be there. No, this was to get the demon alone with her to talk again, as they had before. And that plan worked perfectly.

This time, however, she was placing books on the bookshelf when he entered. He walked in confidently, but the confidence soon fell as he saw her pretty face.

“Oh. I… where’s Angel?”

She shrugs, “Haven’t seen him all day.”

Curse that blasted angel from his stupid plans that always work.

Crowley sighs, “I’m sorry I ran out on you.”

Her eyes finally move to find his. “I finished the book.”

His shoulders dropped somewhat at her sudden change of subject, but he went along with it nonetheless. “…Well, Flower?”

Her fingers lightly played with the spine of the book she had in her hand. “He may always be the demon from hell, but she still loves him.”

He was so stupid to leave her. To abandon his sweet Christine like this. His little flower that was always in bloom.

“Oh, Flower…”

He moved forward, immediately wrapping his arms around her. He pulled her in for a kiss.

This kiss was very much different from their first. Where the first was soft and hesitant, this one was heated and passionate, as if this was their only method of communication. And to Crowley, it was. He needed her to see just how much her words meant to him. How much he craved to feel her lips on his again. How he imagined her the nights before.

Her hands move to him, the book in her hand long forgotten. One rested on his forearm, the other cradling his face. She kissed him back with as much reverence as he did. She needed him to know she didn’t care. She didn’t care about what he was. What he did. She needed him to know that she loved him.

She loved him.

His tongue darted out to swipe across her bottom lip. She left out a soft moan, paring her lips. His tongue gently began to explore her mouth, their bodies holding each other in fear that they could be ripped from each other at any moment.

She gently pushed him away, needing to catch her breath. “Sorry… sorry, Angel.. just… just gotta breathe…”

He smiled, leaning down to kiss her jaw lightly, trailing the kisses up towards her ear before whispering softly, “‘If I am to be saved, it is because your love redeems me.’”

She let out a soft gasp, and her hand moved to the back of his neck, her fingers playing with his hair. “You… you know it?”

She could practically feel his smile against her neck, his voice vibrating the bones there, “Read it again after we talked…. All the way through this time…”

She was speechless at his words. He had went back and not only read the story for her, but then was able to quote it. She had never felt love radiate in a room until this very moment in time.

She pulled him back in for another sweet kiss.

He was no demon. To her, he was an angel. Her angel.

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#crowley #anthony j crowley #crowley imagine #crowley x reader #good omens #good omens x reader #good omens fanfiction #demon fanfiction #aziraphale #crowley good omens #crowley fanfiction #crowley oneshot

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wasawattpadkid · 1 year

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Masquerade

Summary: Tonight's prom night at Woodsboro high and the theme is masquerade ball.

Pairing: Billy Loomis x fem!reader

Warnings: ⚠️18+ smut⚠️ fingering fem!receiving, dirty talk, exhibitionism, biting, masks, foul language, dubious consent,

You were excited for prom. Sydney was your date because you didn't want her going alone. Her and Billy had broke up just a week before the event. It was a shitty thing to do even for Billy. The theme was Masquerade ball. Your red rhinestone mask matched the dress your friends helped pick out. Tatum gasped the moment she saw the dress hanging in the shop window. She convinced you the over the shoulder red and white ombre dress would look good with your skin tone. Sydney's black and red dress matched yours to a T.

"Well look at you two!" Stu clapped as you and Sydney posed. "Babe take a picture of me and the girls." Tatum handed him the Nikon camera as she ran towards you both. "Say, "we're getting laid tonight!"" You laughed as he snapped a few photos. "I'm getting drunk, not laid." Sydney said finishing off the glass of wine she stole from Stu's fridge. "I guess that means I'll be the designated driver then." You were the only one that hadn't had a single drink yet. "Not tonight you won't." Tatum kissed her boyfriend before finishing his sentence. "Stu got a limo for us. We are about to be the hottest bitches at Woodsboro high."

Stu jumped out once the limo pulled in front of the building. "Ladies." He held out his hand helping each one of you out. "How the mask look?" He asked pointing to his face. The mask was devil themed having little horns sprouting at the top. Tatum's matched his being more feminine in nature. "I think it looks badass." He stuck his tounge out in celebration. "Y/n can you help me tie mine?" Sydney asked holding up the accessory to her face. "Yeah, hold up your hair for me." Tatum started to walk with Stu telling you she'd meet you inside. "That isn't too tight is it?" She shook her head. "No, it's fine. Are you ready?" Sydney asked picking up on your nerves.

"I am if you are. Let's go have fun." You held her hand as you walked in. The gymnasium was filled with students just standing around talking. There was no way you'd find Tatum and Stu before the night was over. "Jesus!" Sydney exclaimed as someone ran into her. "Are you okay?" You grabbed her arm pulling her upright. "I'm trying to be optimistic." She said through gritted teeth. "Let's just get something to drink and sit down for a bit."

"Sydney?" A girl said running up to you both. "It's Judy! From drama class?" Sydney squinted thinking. "Oh my gosh Judy! I could hardly tell who you were with that mask." Sydney looked over at you having no clue who Judy from drama class was. "You should come over to our table. Randy said he's been meaning to talk to you." Your friend looked at you not knowing what to say. "Go ahead I'm going to go to the bathroom. Powder my nose." You joked. Judy and Sydney went off leaving you alone at the table in the corner. It's where you knew you'd end up anyways.

"It's not as fun as the movies said it'd be." The man spoke taking a seat next to you. "No it's not- Billy!" He was enemy number one right now after what he did to Sydney. The audacity to even show up was insane. "I thought these masks were supposed to hide your identity?" His hair was slicked back leaving the mask on full display. "They are but you had to pick the one that made you look like the phantom of the opera." You scoffed playing with the fabric of your dress. "It's kinkier than the cheap little plastic ones they gave out." His hand sat on top of your thigh underneath the table.

"Billy you shouldn't be here at all let alone talking to me. What you did to Syd was cruel." He smiled like you said something funny. "Would you rather me cheat on her?" He spoke dangerously close to your ear. The music was loud forcing the proximity between the two of you. "What do you mean?" You asked becoming paranoid of someone catching you. "I mean I left her for you." You pulled back looking at him in shock. He rolled his neck popping the bones loudly. "For me? In what world would I want to get with you?" He once again scooted closer dragging a finger down your arm.

You swallowed dryly as his lips grazed the shell of your ear. "Don't play dumb now. I've seen the way you look at me." Your eyes darted to the floor knowing you were guilty. "See. I'm right." His voice was intoxicating and if this continued you weren't sure what would happen. "So? That doesn't mean I want to sleep with you." You snapped as his hand slowly dragged the fabric of your dress upwards. "That's true but I'm sure you want me to help take care of the ache between your legs. The one that's got your hips moving ever so slowly trying to get friction, am I right?" You shook your head.

"No." His hand made contact with your bare thigh making you sit up straight. "We can't." You said as your tried to push the dress back down. "Relax. No one is paying attention to us." You looked around trying to find just one pair of wandering eyes. His hand slid between your thighs causing your breath to catch in your throat. "Remind me to thank the prom committee for the tablecloths. It's a nice touch." His fingers trailed softly up and down your underwear driving you crazier than you already were. "You're a prick. Sydney should have dumped your ass." He pinched the sensitive skin on your inner thigh causing you yelp in pain. "Don't be rude." You looked around praying the music drowned you out. "It's unbecoming."

His fingers started to draw circles over your clothed clit. "You don't have to fight me Y/n, I've already won." Billy's arrogance only made you want him more. "Fuck you. You haven't won anything." He raised his eyebrows with surprise. You were always sexier when you were mad. "Oh really?" He whispered. "In that case get up and walk away." You stayed still letting his fingers continue their motion. "Not so strong after all huh?" You tried to control you breathing as he applied more pressure to your cunt. His hand made it's way back to his lap as he adjusted himself in a more comfortable position. "I want you to slide off your panties and hand them to me." You opened your mouth to protest but he spoke once more.

"No questions. Hand them to me and you'll get them back once we're done here." You looked at the masked man making sure he was serious. His eyes were sharp looking at you like a predator would his prey. Slowly not to make much noise you slid the fabric over your thighs being careful not to catch them on your heels. "Atta girl." He said as he put them in his pocket. His hand found it's way back between your thighs. His index finger ghosted over your clit making you tremble with anticipation. "You look beautiful tonight." He spoke looking at the way your chest heaved with every word he said. "Just shut up and help me."

His hand stopped moving. "That was rude. I think it'd be far more embarrassing for you if I taught you manners in front of everyone don't you think?" You weren't sure what that entailed but you didn't want to find out. "Besides I know you love when I talk you through it. I honestly think with a little more time I could probably made you cum with just my words." You squeezed your thighs around his hand silently begging for friction.

"But time is what we don't have." He whispered before pulling away leaving his hand where it was. "Where's Sydney?" Stu asked looking at you with a grin. Billy began swirling his fingers around your clit enjoying watching you squirm under pressure. "Uhm- She went off to talk to Randy." Stu nodded looking at Billy for a second. "So what are you doing over here with her?" Your hips jerked just slightly needing more pressure. "Just checking up on her. Why don't you go check up on your girlfriend?" Billy hinted and Stu looked between the both of you. "I'll see you after awhile Y/n."

The man walked away leaving you and Billy alone once more. "You did very good." He praised as his fingers slipped down towards your entrance. Slowly he pushed two fingers in making your head lull back. A moan fell upon his ears only and the fact you made those noises for him excited him even further. "I know, I know." He whispered as his fingers sped up. "Billy..." You grabbed his wrist squeezing it so hard it was sure to leave a bruise. He removed his fingers making you whine at the loss. "I want you to move your hips like just you were earlier." Billy said as his two fingers rested right over your clit. You were unsure of yourself as you started to move your hips. "That's it." You moaned as you grinded against his hand.

Your muscles tightened as a pressure within you began to build. "Billy.. I-" The words were slurred barley coming out as English. "I know baby. Keep moving those pretty hips of yours." You held his hand in place as your arousal soaked your thighs. "Are you going to cum? You've already made such a mess it'd be a waste if you didn't finish." It sounded like a threat but he had no intention of stopping your beautiful movements. You bit your lip trying to stop the noises he so desperately wanted to hear. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" You cried quietly hiding your head on his shoulder. You bit down needing something to prevent you from screaming. "Shit!" Billy cursed in pain. Your legs shook and your whole body seemed to give out all at once.

Billy held you as you fought to catch your breath. "Y/n?" Sydney asked stumbling upon your frail state. "She's wasted. You shouldn't leave her alone." Billy accused his ex girlfriend of wrong doing. "You're right I shouldn't have. Creeps like you take advantage." You blinked trying to come down from your high. "I'm okay I just need some air." You tried to stand on shaky knees almost collapsing. Billy leaned down whispering once again. "Just wait a second." Sydney eyed her ex with nothing but pure hatred. "Go find Tatum I'll walk her outside." Billy said standing up carefully pulling you up with him. You fixed your dress the best you could. The wrinkles would be obvious if it wasn't so dark.

"How about you go find Tatum and I'll walk her out." Sydney argued to Billy's disappointment. "I saw her go into the bathroom I can't really get her there can I?" He seethed trying his best to keep the peace. "Y/n if he tries anything hit him in the balls." You managed a laugh finally being able to breathe. Sydney took off quickly to tell Tatum it was time to go. "This never happened." You said as he walked you to the doors. "It definitely did." He quipped as the fresh air hit your face. "These are yours I believe." He pulled out your panties displaying them for the world to see. You quickly snatched them bunching them up into your hand. "I hate you and I hate prom." You muttered more than disappointed in yourself. Billy dusted off his vest fixing the mask on his face. "You know, I'm just beginning to like it."

#billy loomis #Loomis #billy loomis scream #scream #scream 1996 #ghostface #billy loomis x reader #ghostface x reader #scream fanfic #scream fanfiction #billy loomis x female reader #billy loomis fanfiction #billy Loomis smut #scream smut #scream x reader #smut #x reader

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cuprohastes · 1 year

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Visit strange new worlds... And ask, "What would a human do?"

Really, it was hard not to wail like a child who'd lost his tnkpt, thought Viska. It was how he felt right now and he suspected the big toothy thing outside wouldn't care much.

The only thing that was stopping him was that he was fairly sure it didn't know exactly where he was, and he didn't want to help out.

It'd been all fun at the start. He, Dr. Kraant, Ipsnig and the Human assigned to the survey to lift stuff and do Human things had gone out. The Human had helped him paint his scales a few days before and he was feeling very pretty and competent, and the Human had brought some of their human music that secretly Viska thought was pretty good, even if it needed to be a little higher pitched.

But then the big thing had attacked. Viska mentally named it Ergrig. It looked like an Ergrig. Something about the way it was drooling.

The human had grabbed Dr. Kraant, who had this theory that all predators had motion based vision, and flung him into the Sintral expedition car. Ipsnig had just leapt out the way and then there was dust and rocks spraying everywhere and the Ergrig was between him and the Sintral.

He'd dropped on all fours, and run, skidding around the vegetation, mud and rocks and finally he'd wedged himself in a small muddy gap, his gorgeous scale paints splattered and scratched, and of course the snazzing gwapruff thing had followed him.

And now he was stuck, and probably going to be eaten, and die. In that order.

He wished he was a Human. They always seemed to know how to deal with things.

He's asked their Human how they dealt with all the horrible creatures which all seemed to somehow have classified the human as not-food.

"I ask myself: What Saint Irwin would do?" They'd said, like it was funny.

Viska wondered if this Saint Irwin would help out a poor muddy Tsin, or if you had to be Human to ask.

What he needed was a Saint Human to help Tsin out.

Or... maybe he should just ask: What would Human

And so, a few minutes later, the Ergrig, who'd been sure there was some little scaled food thing around here was very startled when a small male Tsin leapt up in front of it, scales on end like an angry pine cone, four arms splayed out, and gibbering in a manner that the Ergrig had never heard before.

It backed up, scrabbling, and the spiny thing lurched forward.

Like many predators, the Ergrig couldn't chance an injury. One of the big herbivores might have just kicked or gored Viska, but the Ergrig bolted.

"I can't believe that worked!" Said Viska.

"Neither can I." Said the human stepping out of liminal space between two boulders with a whump-gun. "I was trying to find you - Good thinking with the mud by the way - and I was prepared to give that big fella an arse full, with Betty here, but looks like you had it in hand!"

Vriska couldn't figure out how to respond for a moment - a little starstruck at getting praise from a Human.

"Oh well. I just thought... what would a Human do." He said as they headed back to the Sintral expedition vehicle.

"Well it worked this time!" Said the Human, "But to be honest, I think most people - or animals - would back off if you leap out and screamed the lyrics to Phantom of the Opera at them..."

#Haso #humans are space orcs #And so can you!#Tsin

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part-time-zombie · 16 days

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I asked someone who has never seen sanders sides before (and likely never will) to describe the vibes of the characters without knowing anything about them, and I wanted to share what they said because it's just too funny and ironic to me

(slightly edited because I showed them a clip of remus talking and wanted to add that reaction in as well)

Virgil:

This guy's beetlegeuse.

No actually he's the hamburgler.

More than anything he's just tired, look at those dark eyes.

Patton:

Prep. He's a kind of curious, confused prep. Or a nerd.

This guy just feels like Fred from scooby doo.

He's giving frat boy vibes, going by how his jacket is tied.

Remus:

He's got the lady gaga shoulders.

This guy looks like wario.

He definitely talks in a funny voice for this one, like French.

Janus:

That's just Thomas's voice *laughter*, I thought he was going to go all out but it's just extra theatric (wow okay)

Why does everyone have dark eyes, is he getting beat up or something?

He's kind of channeling two-face and the joker for this one at the same time, and a little bit of phantom of the opera.

He's probably supposed to be menacing too.

Roman:

*starts singing welcome to the black parade*

That's a reused costume, right? Like he had that from a college performance or something and threw the sash on for this.

Logan:

He's definitely supposed to be like a teacher or something.

His tie looks like a clip-on, it makes me think he's not as put together as he wants to look.

I can't tell if he's a tidy student or a disheveled teacher.

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #i can't #this is too funny #virgil sanders #patton sanders #remus sanders #janus sanders #roman sanders #logan sanders

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bumblingest-bee · 1 month

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broadway shows ranked by how much my mother, who knows nothing about musical theatre, enjoyed them:

come from away: 10/10. her favorite part was that there were old people in it (honestly very real of her) and also The Kevins. i think she liked the music the most out of any show i've seen with her

merrily we roll along: 9.5/10. she talked nonstop for a week about how much she loved it. her favorite character i think was mary but she's really obsessed with joe for some reason ("he's just so pathetic!!")

some like it hot: 8/10. she loves golden age style musicals so she liked the music and vibes. she thought it was very funny but the extended tap-dancing was boring

phantom of the opera: 7/10. she liked the music a lot but i don't think she had strong opinions on it other than "why was this love triangle a dilemma at all." (if we were ranking this based on how much my dad liked it it would be like 11/10 bc i saw it with him another time and he was obsessed)

sweeney todd: 6/10. she is not the kind of person who enjoys cannibalism and blood everywhere, though she thought mrs. lovett and the beadle were hilarious.

company: 5/10. thought it was kind of depressing, which, to be fair, that revival was. she was sufficiently entertained by the couples but was completely uninvested in bobbie's storyline ("she has commitment issues! who cares!") so somehow she had the exact same take on the production as me.

#bee posts nonsense #theatre #should i tag all the musicals in this. yeah sure fuck it. you all need to know my mother's opinions #come from away #merrily we roll along #some like it hot #phantom of the opera #sweeney todd #company musical

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ifyouhappentoremember · 1 year

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Quick Thoughts - The Phantom of the Opera - April 15, 2023 (Evening)

The main trio was Laird Macintosh, Emilie Kouatchou and John Riddle

It’s hard to find a word that accurately conveys the feeling in that theater. It was a mix of love, joy, enthusiasm, sorrow, and grief.

The cast seemed sharper somehow? So many extra little details.

I KNOW, every write up I do, I always go on about how much I love Nehal Joshi’s Andre but the man always delivers.

John Riddle’s Raoul seemed more boyish and charming than my recollection? He had such good chemistry with Emilie.

Raquel cracked on the opening Hannibal cadenza and just immediately redid it. Such a Carlotta move.

She was also somehow funnier and sharper than her baseline? That slow head turn after the line ‘These things do happen!’ was so hysterical.

Despite the numerous times I have seen Phantom, I’ve never seen Emilie opposite a Phantom that wasn’t Ben Crawford. It was very interesting to see Laird and Emilie play off each other.

The main thing I remember from the first lair is how Laird’s phantom threw his fedora into the wings like it was a frisbee.

Oh also just how much despair and shock Laird’s Phantom felt at the first unmasking.

Nehal Joshi somehow makes the speech before the Il Muto ballet funnier every time. This time he tripped over himself in his haste to get down stage. I think what makes this so funny is that as the scene goes on he just gets more and more disheveled.

Emilie’s Wishing was absolutely incredible. It practically stopped the show.

I swear, during the second unmasking, Emilie was going in for a kiss.

The Final Lair was something else.

It was just... so good.

Laird broke the kiss and the look of joy and wonderment on his face afterwards. His right hand was blocking the lower half of his face but I swear that man was smiling.

THE CANDLE WORKED!!!!

OKAY, so the ring return - EMILIE SAID I LOVE YOU BACK

But it was so quiet, it was almost as if we all imagined it, so it made Laird’s second ‘I love you’ so heartbreaking.

Yes, Laird looked out at the audience again in this performance when he was about to cover himself with the cloak. It’s (most likely) the last time for him as it is for us.

#I'm very overwhelmed right now so this is a bit more scattered than usual #as always if anyone wants further details just let me know what I should expand on #quick thoughts #poto broadway

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crustyraccoon · 1 year

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The Lost Boys favorite musicals

David:

The Phantom Of The Opera

No matter how hard he try's to cover it up he’s a sap and a hopeless romantic

He watched it and was 100 percent on the Phantoms side. And when Christine didn't choose him he definitely balled his eyes outs

And Paul will never let him forget it

He has also been caught multiply times belting out the songs multiply times when he thinks he’s alone

But if anyone ever brings it up he will deny it

All the boys notice a large similarity between the phantom and David. Specifically when the phantom tells Christine to “ Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams, Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before” or “ Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before, Let your soul take you where you long to be Only then can you belong to me”

Remember when you did that to Michael?

He sits there with a clip board and takes manipulation notes

Paul:

Beetlejuice the Musical

This one was a little difficult but I think he would love this one, cause its crazy at all times

We all know he has a hard time paying attention but this musicals fast past and has loud funny songs and cool lights that just grab your attention and are hard to ignore

He loved the original Beetlejuice show and movie but what's better then getting songs to screech to

Loves the “whole being dead thing” cause he’s dead to

He either dressed up as Beetlejuice or miss Argentina for Halloween after watching it

And tried to convince the others to dress up with him, key word being tried

He also likes Sweeney Todd… for obvious reasons

Marko:

Newsies

Have a theory that when he came to America he was a Brooklynn newsie boy before David turned him

He was just a mean little newsie from Brooklynn who bite people in fights

Which he never forgets to mention when they watch the movie

He absolutely loves the singing, but the dancing is what really catches his eye

Not a week after watching it he has the whole chorography down and loves to dance to it on the boardwalk or teach it to other people on the boardwalk

Safe to say he has a gaggle of theatre nerd friends on the boardwalk

He tried to teach the other boys the chorography but the only one who would even try was Paul

His favorite character is definitely Spot, he likes when he shows up during that one fight scene and says “never fear Brooklynn hears”

I could also see him really like Chicago

Dwayne

Les Misérables

We already know mans a communist

He’d be ready to overthrow a corrupt government

He LOVES Fantine cause she's such a good mother and he’d be really sad but prepared to cut off his hair for his kid

Always cry's when that kid makes himself a martyr cause he reminds him of Laddie

For that matter all the kids remind him of Laddie

But hey its called Les Misérables for a reason

When they sing “master of the house” and are robbing all the people it reminds him off all the other boys when they bring people back to the cave

Thanks @britany1997 One of your posts inspired this lol

#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #The lost boys david #The lost boys Marko #The lost boys paul #the lost boys dwayne #the lost boys incorrect quotes #the lost boys headcannons #David #micheal emmerson #Dwayne #Paul #Marko #Come on yk David and the phantom are creepily similar

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kidstemplatte · 8 months

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I love your work so much it always bring a smile to my face :) I was wondering if you had any headcannons or info on Violetta? I’d love to hear all about her!! (If you’re not saving it for your stories ofcc!)

terzo/reader’s daughter headcanons

thank you so much!!! here is just some super random (mostly baby lol) info i have on her! it’s a bit all over the place so i’m sorry about that! i hope you enjoy!

-before violetta was born, when primo found out she was going to be named violetta, (he was the only person who was told), he planted violets in his garden🥺

-i know i’ve mentioned this before but it makes me smile ——> the only thing that was guaranteed to stop her from crying from ages 0-3 was swiss’s smile. (in this universe swiss is a ghoul while terzo is papa okay) she thought it was the funniest thing ever, it was kind of like peekaboo, the way it just appeared under his darkly colored mask. (omg it’s so cute i’ll never get over it i’m DEFINITELY writing a fic about that )

-terzo would take her anywhere he could. literally could not put her down. heck, he’d be sitting in a meeting with her in his lap. sometimes you had to jokingly remind him she was your daughter too.

-her first word came about in a funny way., you and terzo were trying to convince violetta to say your name.

“say mama, violetta!”

“no, say papa!”

“no, don’t listen to him, say mama!”

“no no no, il mio pipistrello, say papa!”

she looked at you two, and with great confidence, imitated you, saying,

“no!”

which left you two rolling on the floor, tears nearly escaping your eyes. it looks like she inherited the sass from both you and terzo.

-violetta developed a habit of pronouncing certain words in an accent depending on who said them the most. she said “seestor” rather than “sister” for the longest time. everyone thought it was adorable, so nobody corrected her. there was nothing a sister of sin loved more than little violetta running up to them and saying, “seestor!”

-babysat by not only the ghouls but “uncle copi” a lot🥺 i think he’s the one who teaches her to ride a bike for the first time. (maybe i’ll write something more about this, the concept is so cute😭)

-violetta is a scorpio ♏️ (i also headcanon terzo as a scorpio or a gemini hehe but i think the idea of them having the same sign is cute)

-still working on her MBTI type but i think she’s an enneagram type 4.

-was raised on spooky/witchy/fantasy things like harry potter, tim burton movies, the labyrinth, the dark crystal, as well as a lot of musicals. (phantom of the opera, cats, and wicked especially)

-violetta has a passion for fashion and costuming (hehe rhyming), sometimes her dad goes to her for advice.

when he’s getting fitted for a new robe for a special event, he’s having trouble making some decisions.

“would you prefer the gold or silver trim?” the seamstress asks.

“eh…” he says, honestly not sure.

“give me un momento.” he says, taking out his phone and texting violetta:

“Need your advice in the fitting room per favore”

within a few moments, she bursts in, and as she catches sight of him, instantly says,

“i like gold.“

“gold it is, then.”

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i hope you enjoyed this!!! it gave me some fun ideas coming up in the future!! ❤️

if you have sent me a request, it will be posted!

<3, alice

#the band ghost #ghost band #papa emeritus iii #terzo #ghost #papa emeritus #papa terzo #papa emeritus x reader #terzo x reader #papa emeritus iii x reader #dad!terzo

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thedvilsinthedetails · 4 months

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What each marauder’s fav musical would be (in my opinion):

James - beetlejuice (chaotic af, funny and happy ending…)

Regulus - Jekyll and Hyde (thought provoking, sad ending also he’d find ‘bitch bitch bitch’ funny bc that’s lowkey exactly what the ppl at functions he has to attend are like. Also he loves ‘bring on the men’ and I won’t accept questions and if ur confused about the name, it’s exactly what it sounds like.)

Remus - Hamilton (he just…would love it.)

Sirius - Six (no question. And he would sing ‘Don’t lose ur head’ at the drop of a hat. He defo learnt the dance to ex-wives and six finale)

Peter - Dear Evan Hansen (he just gives me those vibes like he genuinely would love it and I love that 4 him)

Barty - Heathers (pretty sure this was in like one of my first posts too but he would LOVE heathers.)

Evan - Moulin Rouge! (OMG this one was actually hard icl I couldn’t think of one for ages but I actually think this is perfect for Evan. He definitely prefers like plainer style of stuff and shit and pretends not to like musicals but he goes excited like a puppy dog with proper heart eyes if you show him the absolutely over decorated stage they perform moulin rouge on. And you best believe he knows all the lyrics of ‘Firework’ by Katy Perry but no no my friend it’s not because he listens to her, in fact he’d probably be confused about the annoying pop song arrangement of ‘the song from moulin rouge’ also he loves the song mashup bit in ‘backstage romance’ that they dance to (if you don’t know what I mean then play this song but skip to 2:30 bc the start of the song won’t make sense without the entire plot detailed to you) because I say so because everyone does because it’s impossible not to.)

Mary - Anastasia (look I will not be accepting slander of this musical and neither would Mary. It is a masterpiece.)

Lily - Jesus Christ Superstar (fucking love this musical and only the best for Lily Evans. She would love it because I said so.)

Pandora - Hadestown (thought provoking, gorgeous music, based off a Greek myth. Just yes. Also I can picture her humming Orpheus’ tune but especially the extended bit in ‘wait for me’ )

Marlene - Les Misérables (ok so I know this might seem like an odd option for her but hear me out hear me out…Marlene attempting to perform all the parts in ‘one day more’ and blasting ‘Do you hear the people sing?’ from her phone as an attempt to scare people.)

Dorcas - Phantom of the Opera (the absolute dramatic theme is definitely her jam and she absolutely knows how to play it on every instrument. Like she doesn’t necessarily know how to play an instrument but you can bet she at least knows the phantom’s theme on it.)

my theatre kid side is rlly coming thru in this oops

also if anyone wants to know the specific albums (bc a lot of them have more than one recording) of the musical that I prefer and am thinking of as I write this then check below ‘keep reading’

beetlejuice/hamilton/anastasia all only have one - the original bway cast

Jekyll and Hyde - ‘Jekyll and Hyde: The Gothic Musical Thriller’ (the 1995 one with Anthony Warlow as J/H)

Six - ‘Six: the musical (studio cast recording)’ sorry to the Broadway cast lovers, I prefer the og Brit one bc it feels weird to hear them with American accents to me

Dear Evan Hansen - the original Broadway cast recording, not the movie one

Heathers - Original West end cast. Again sorry to all the ppl that prefer the off broadway one, west end heathers ver till I die, it’s just better like ‘never shut up again’? I say no? I’m sorry it’s just better, no matter how much u say ‘blue’ is better than ‘your welcome’

Moulin Rouge - original Broadway cast, as much as I love Nicole Kidman I just prefer the bway cast recording to the movie recs

Jesus Christ Superstar - ‘Jesus Christ Superstar (Remastered 2005)’ the one with the 1996 London cast, it’s just my favourite album of it because of the song arrangement

Hadestown - original Broadway cast recording (I feel like ppl don’t rlly listen to the concept album anymore bc it’s just so wildly different from how the actual show music ended up sounding, I do actually quite like it but the musical ver is better in my opinion)

Les Mis - holy shit there’s a lot of albums for this one, tbh I’m not thinking of a specific one but maybe the 2010 London recording - the live one(?) I just quite like it but tbh I listen to a diff album each time I swear 😭

Phantom of the Opera - the original 1986 London cast one bc I just prefer it to the movie

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princelylove · 4 months

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Homemade CDs.

Synopsis: Leone loves youuu so muuuucchhh. A wip that I desperately want to get rid of, intended as a tiny drabble to build some character for Leone.

Warnings: general yandere content, stalking

There’s too many CDs under the television in Leone’s living room.

It’s Guido’s living room too, but Guido doesn’t really collect CDs. He has a couple- The Carpenters, The Cranberries, maybe even a Lesley Gore CD he swears up and down he got from a girl that just happened to leave it. (And hasn’t called him in three years to get it back.)

But other than that, it’s all Leone’s. There’s what you’d expect- Monteverdi, Tchaikovsky, maybe some Depeche Mode, and Bauhaus. Why does one man need three different versions of Swan Lake? The fucking nutcracker is in here?? They make CDs for that???

Some have had their insides replaced with black paper. If you ask him about it, he’ll tell you he burned the CD himself, and that’s why the side is blank. You just stick a piece of paper in where the art normally goes.

He never really wants to play it. If you ask him to, or God forbid take the liberty of opening it and putting it into the player yourself, he’s quick to take it from you and put it somewhere high up until you leave. Even if you’re tall, are you ‘top of the kitchen cabinets’ tall? Go ahead, try. Without looking stupid and leaning on his countertop. Yeah, that’s what he thought.

There’s also a ridiculous amount of films. Pretty Woman and The Bridges of Madison County sit nicely next to Leone’s hoard. Sling Blade, a recording of a ballet company’s Swan Lake, The Silence of the Lambs, the tv special version of The Phantom of The Opera (as well as the black and white one), are all pressed tightly together to fit in the shelves.

It’s hard to imagine Leone genuinely enjoying all of this, especially considering you’ve never really seen him smile in the first place. You imagine he just exhales instead of properly laughing at the ‘funny’ parts.

His humor is a bit morbid, from your point of view. He probably laughs at the serious parts- sends himself into a laughing fit at the phantom going underwater with a stick to breathe. Or maybe he’s an elitist, and doesn’t watch films to amuse himself.

‘I watch them for the experience.’ You imagine him saying.

He’s lucky you haven’t caught him watching you.

You’re so precious like this. It’s the closest thing Leone’s had to domesticity with you. Going through his things while he fixes his makeup in the bathroom, where he can still monitor you but pretend he doesn’t care what you’re doing… He’ll replay this later to see which films caught your eye, so he can rewatch them, or put them on the next time you come over. Ohh, heey, silence of the lambs just happened to be on, you’re welcome to sit and watch while he leaves to go do anything other than sit next to you- despite suggesting that you amuse yourself with his things. It’s kind of rude to go through someone’s things, especially when they’re organized like this, but you’re not about to tell Leone a hard ‘no.’

You may have thought he was being sarcastic, ‘Yeah, come over to my house and dig through my shit, perfect.’ but he meant it. Getting to watch you browse in the confines of his apartment is the most fun he’s had in a while.

When Guido gets home and breaks the precious silence Leone was thrilled about, he’s quick to comment on you digging through their collection.

“Hey, what’s- dude??? Your little guest can dig through our shit but I can’t leave a movie I’m CURRENTLY WATCHING out on the table? That’s SO unfair.”

“You won’t put it back where you found it.”

… You take that as a sign that you need to clean up, and put everything back the way you vaguely remember. You’re successful- a few are out of order, but it’s mainly neat. You’re not really interested in hearing Leone bitch about how ‘perfect’ he had it.

What you don’t know, and Leone will never tell you, is that he will never change the order you put it back in. That’s how they will stay, forever. A subtle piece of you in his home… he could just melt, but he won’t. Not until he has the absolute privacy of his room, where he can shove his face into his pillow, and then spend the evening hand washing his makeup off of it.

Leone still hasn’t come out of the bathroom. He’s not about to shut the love of his life out- not when that handsy bastard is home and eager to touch what isn’t his, but he’s also not ready to be so bold and actually be near you. Leone has dibs, Guido should respect that, nevermind the fact that Leone has never verbally or physically expressed his attraction to you.

He’s probably the luckiest man alive to live somewhere convenient to you. His apartment is on your way to where Bucciarati tells you to meet him for jobs- it’s easier to crash at Leone’s when the weather isn’t very well intentioned. You normally leave once Bruno calls you, but it’s been an hour since the agreed meeting time. Normally Leone would be worried, but… making sure you’re fine is more of a priority to him, at the moment. He cares about Bruno- obviously, of course he does, he’s beyond grateful… but one of you is his obsession and the other makes him feel a great deal of guilt. Well. You both make him feel guilty, but one is an “I am indebted to you eternally” and the other is “If you ever find out I lick your calves when I replay you I am fucked” kind of guilt. Very different.

He snaps out of the thought when he notices you’re not where he left you. Leone’s not about to panic- if you’re still here, it makes him look like an overbearing host who needs to see you constantly and oh god what if you don’t like clingy guys. What if you dislike him and are secretly waiting around for Guido? Is that why you’re fine with the silence? Is that why you’re so content with him not really talking to you during your visits and just letting you sit around?

Leone finds his way into his kitchen, and scoffs at the display. You were being entertained by Guido. You’re playing his current favorite game: see how high he can pick you up before Leone kills the mood. Looks like today’s game isn’t going to be a record holder.

“Can you not do that in front of the food?”

“Whaaat? We’re just playing. Don’t be so bitter.”

“I’d rather your ‘playing’ not break the only real glass we have left.”

“Jeez. What’s up your ass today.” Guido puts you down, and moves on to pour himself a drink from the refrigerator.

Leone’s eyes flick towards your face, to check your expression. Any ounce of reassurance will hold him over for weeks. Look at me. Approve of me. Love me.

When you avoid his gaze, he glances at the clock on the wall, and leaves to go back to what he was doing.

To Leone, pretending not to look his way is just as good as fully paying attention to him.

He has a routine whenever he replays you. Firstly, he needs to make sure Guido isn’t going to be back for a while, so he sends him on some tedious errand he puts off with the intention of passing it off to poor, unknowing Guido. Secondly, he has to check what you were doing before you arrived, just in case. If you looked in any stores, if you tried to look in his window, what expression you were making just before you rang the doorbell. If you looked tense, he always tries to find out why.

That gorgeous face of yours seems content today, so he speeds the replay up…

When he opened the door for you the other day, you looked at him for a second longer than normal. A whole, unobstructed second. What did he ever do to deserve such a look?

He hates the way you look at anyone else. Nothing infuriates him more than his darling giving their precious attention to someone who entirely doesn’t deserve it. Not that he thinks he does, but… it’s better than anyone else having it.

It doesn’t matter, since this look was for him, not Guido, not Bruno, and nobody else. It doesn’t matter if it’s disdain, complete neutrality, or even pity. That gorgeous expression you’re making is intended for him, and he missed it, because he was pretending to not care about you being here.

He’ll get you one day. Maybe not today, or soon, but one day. One day, he’ll get to play husband for you, and won’t even have to think about his stand, but for now… this’ll hold him over.

One day, he’ll get to sit at your feet and give you the attention you deserve, but he’s trapped himself in this stupid “I hate you get away from me” act he’s putting up. A man can dream.

#yandere leone abbacchio #yandere leone abbacchio x reader #GET THIS AWAY FROM MEEEEE.#its been in my wips for too long just take it. begone.

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 7 days

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hi ari!!!! hope you’re doing well!! 🐟🐟 these days the weather is so so nice and the sea is so tempting……………… i went ahead and took some days to swim like the fish i am! surprisingly the water wasn’t so cold and it seems i wasn’t the only one who thought of swimming because the beach was full of people 🙂‍↕️ it was really fun!

anyway!! i wanted to ask you, which films and/or cinematic universes you think your jjk favs would suit the most??? :33 if it is too restraining you can name tv series, of course!!

(p.s.: oh, i’m glad you liked my silly rant about statue!gojo TT 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 it has been rotting in my mind for months now but i’m a procrastinator and i have too many wips… i think it might be that summer is near and i’m super inspired but i don’t know where to begin lmaooo. my notebook is overflowing with half-finished prompts and chapters that are waiting to be completed……. 😭😭) — 🐟 anon

HIIIII MY LITTLE 🐟 ANON!!!! :33

i’m so happy that it’s getting warmer where you are!!!!! the weather is starting to take a turn for the better here too hehe….. but wahhh!!!! beach trips!!!!!!! i miss them i do…. you’ll have to have double the fun for both of us!!! <3333

AND . GULP. that’s a super fun question and also super tough bc i don’t watch …. a lot of movies……… 😔😔 i’ve been watching more recently!!!! but honestly i have a lot of trouble remembering series and movies that i’ve watched….. my brain doesn’t store a lot of them. HOWEVER . yk what i do watch??? and adore????

……. musicals >:33

so here are some musicals that i associate w my jjk favs!!! I HOPE THAT’S OKAY… i got a little too into it i think 😭

gojo - legally blonde

I JUST THINK HE WOULD LOVE IT SO MUCH……….. i know him personally . honestly i would’ve given him the movie if i had followed your original assignment bc it just screams gojo to me either way!!!! i think he loves chickflicks. :3 and this is definitely one of his comfort movies…… the musical is also just SUCH a bop i knowwwww this man is terrorizing his coworkers by singing ”gay or european” in broad daylight (specifically to nanami)……

sugu - the phantom of the opera

THE PHANTOMMMMMMM OF THE OPERA IS HEREEEEEEEE 🎶🎶🎶🎶 …. <- sugu doesn’t sing along to musicals + doesn’t rlly like them that much in general but i know in my heart and soul that he would hum this part quietly to himself . what can i say….. this is just a very classy musical that i think would appeal to him <3333 he’d read the book beforehand too. he’s a lil pretentious but it’s okay :3 he’s veryyyy picky abt what musical renditions he enjoys tho…….

shoko - the guy who didn’t like musicals

MY PERSONAL FAVORITE MUSICAL OF ALL TIMEEEEE <333333 i just know she’d adore it. the blend between horror and comedy is soooo shoko and i feel like she wouldn’t like musicals at ALL lmao so she’d appreciate the meta commentary!!!! it’s just. suchhhh a good musical….. i love starkid so much it hurts………… AND THE WHOLE ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE THINGGG she would eat that up!!!! pls watch this one if you haven’t 🐟 anon you can find the full thing on yt and it’s INCREDIBLE i’ve watched it like 10 times!!!! it’s my most beloved!!!!

kenny - beetlejuice

BEETLEJUICE 👏 BEETLEJUICE 👏👏 BEETLEJUICE 👏👏👏 okay so i actually lied this one is ALSO my absolute favorite . and i’m giving it to kenny solely based on vibes :3 HE REMINDS ME OF BEETLEJUICE OK…. and i think he’d love it a lot. the songs are so fucking good and i know he’d appreciate them. the theme of life/death is also very kenny obv !!!!

toji - black friday

ANOTHER STARKID MUSICAL. this one is just…… soooo good and funny and also . tragic. one of the characters reminds me a lot of toji :’3 former veteran w a dead wife…. who struggles to show his son how much he cares…… and the theme of capitalism and money and how it corrupts ppl also feels in line w toji’s character!! but above all else this musical is abt. Family. and that’s more toji than anything!!! :((( this is another musical that i rlly recommend checking out, it’s set in the same universe as the guy who didn’t like musicals but like . an alternate timeline. it’s not my favorite in the series but the songs slap and it made me cry so <3333 yeah.

nobara - heathers

was lowkey considering six the musical for my beloved nobara (bc of the gorgeous women and catchy fun songs) but . i think heathers fits her more!!!! i just feel like she’d ADORE it…… i know she’s singing along at the top of her lungs too LMAO especially to dead girl walking <3333 it’s just such a fun badass musical and i think she’d be obsessed. she does NOT like jd tho god bless 🙏🙏

#I LOVE MUSICALS SO MUCHHHH SNIFFLE SNIFFLE #for one tiny second i was gonna give suguru hamilton BUT . i’ll spare him that fate #(i like hamilton a lot im just a bit embarrassed abt it 💔💔💔)#I ALSO LOVE THE DR JEKYLL & MR HYDE MUSICAL!!!!!!!! if i had to give it to someone it’d be kenny :3 #ANYWAYYY thank you for the fun question 🐟 anon i love you very much <3333 AND PLSS you’re so real for the summer writer’s block 😭#i hope you’re able to write more soon!!!!! sending you all the nice splashy sunny summer vibes :33 #ask tag ✩#🐟 anon !! ✩

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just-my-hyperfixations-ya-know · 2 years

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Cirrus x Anxious!GN!Reader

Summary:

Cirrus has her eyes on a guitar tech that sets up their instruments before the show after hearing a very interesting array of songs that were used on a mic check.

Warnings: cussing, anxiety all the time, maybe mild autism but that's also just how I experience the world, sexual references but nothing too explicate, kinda a slow build-up with POV switches that are labeled so it's obvious

Pronouns: Cirrus she/her, Reader they/them

Word Count: ~4400

Reader POV

“One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight…” you mutter to yourself, keep counting, “eight guitars, four are acoustic, all are Jasmine acoustic, four are electric, all are squire fenders, we only need 2 of each but just in case.” If Dewdrop decides to abuse his guitar and manages to break a string, or a guitar gets dropped, or if someone trips or falls off the stage and damages a guitar, or a strap breaks and it falls and it messes with the mic. Wait, breathe, we need air. We just need to breathe. Taking a deep breath and you look over to see Cirrus, oh my wait is she looking in my direction. Walking towards the rack of spare mics not really paying attention to where your feet are at this moment.

WHAM.

“Shit” you say as you promptly fall over a speaker and your hands collide with the ground barely keeping you from smacking your face into the ground, hands already stinging.

“Are you okay?” You hear a higher voice but only see black and white shoes at that moment. The unknown person then reached out a gloved hand to help you up and you accepted. As you look up to see who it is when you lock eyes with a chrome mask you freeze.

“I- I er um yeah, thanks.” Your face begins to feel hot realizing who just watched you eat dirt but also just helped you up from falling over.

“Watch out, or you’ll start to look like Dewdrop from all the tripping.” Cirrus laughed.

“I,” you pause, “yeah, I’ll uh take note.” before exiting as quickly as possible with your eyes facing the floor hoping you were not starting to sweat before barely even starting work. It’s only been an hour and you should not already be this sweaty. Okay sound check, just a quick sound check.

“Y/n are you ready for a sound check?” Your walkie statics to life.

“Yes I am ready.” You reply

“Okay first up keyboards.” the static walkie replies

Stepping up to the keyboards your first run your hands all down the keyboard to make sure every key worked before then playing a simple tune, Addams Family Theme because it seemed funny.

Cirrus POV

“Hey Dewdrop you wouldn't believe what reminded me of you on my way over here.” I laughed while walking towards him.

“What was it?” He asked. Before being able to answer I heard the mic testing start for tonight's ritual. Wait, is that The Addams Family I thought.

“Is that The Addams Family theme song being played on my piano for mic testing?” I asked aloud. Dewdrop's ears peaked promptly.

“Yeah, that one tech that tours with us is the one that usually tests just guitars now just tests all of the instruments to save on time, they can only play guitar so there is always something funny and simple playing for the pianos and drums.” Dewdrop answered.

“How do you know this?” I asked.

“I break my strings so often that the Swiss started to make me help the guitar techs with fixing the guitars after shows since it was my fault. So I talk to Y/n after shows and we kinda hang out because it takes a few hours depending on the show and what I fucked up that night. It’s fun though they are cool, very anxious though.” Dewdrop answered.

Reader POV

“Okay what's next?” you ask the walkie

“Your favorite, guitars.” the little black box replied.

“Hell yeah.” you mutter, “any requests?” before asking the sound crew.

“Do ‘Phantom of the Opera’ . I just want to see if it's possible.” the crew replied back.

“Yes, it's annoying but yes.” you groaned knowing fully well this only would use 1 string and you need to still check them all. Before proceeding to pick up a guitar and starting.

Cirrus POV

“Wait, that's strange, is that one of those musicals being played on a guitar?” I asked Dewdrop.

“I asked about this before, the sound crew and them have a bet, it's just about whatever is funniest or hardest they play on the guitar for mic checks.” Dewdrop answered.

“I’ll be back.” I half mutter walking towards the stage. Standing in the wings I see them smiling and laughing while playing the different guitars on stage.

Reader POV

“Okay you win for that one but we still need all of the strings played.” Sound said through the walkie.

“I could have told you that, okay just gonna do something quick that uses the other strings.” you replied, a thought pops into your head, before then starting the intro to ‘Seek and Destroy’ by Metallica and then quickly plucking the last string towards the end so we had all the strings.

“Cool, alrighty we gotta repeat for the next 7 now.” Sound laughed though the walkie.

“Any challenges?” I asked.

“Flight of the bumblebee?”

“I hate all of you.” you laughed into your walkie, you then picked up the next electric guitar while attempting the next song, which was nearly impossible it seems. You then aftering doing the first 2 measures give or take then plack the last three strings to be sure that all were tested. After a mildly successful attempt which was really 2 times slower than the songs actual speed but you didn’t feel like tearing up your fingers you then speak into the walkie “You owe me dinner, after the show before you leave you owe me dinner for that one.” You chucked into the walkie attached to the shoulder of your polo.

“Alright, that is fair, I thought that one wasn’t possible, how do you know these off the top of your head?” Sound crew questioned.

“I play by ear.” You answered.

“Bull shit!” The walkie screamed. You then covered my ears from the sudden volume increase. “Oh sorry, I forgot about that.” The walkie was way quieter that time.

“Don’t worry about it, once we are done with these instruments, check . I just need to take a quick 5 minute break.” You say.

“Yeah, not a problem.” Sound says.

“Alright, I want to just speed through the next few guitars, no challenges?” You asked.

“Hell yeah, let's get this show on the road.” Sound enthoistually replied. You then pick up the next guitars and do different little quick riffs to check on each of them. “O Sweet Child Mine” by Guns n’ Roses, followed up with “Master of Puppets' ' by Metallica to finish off the electric guitars.

You choosing to be slightly amusing for the acoustic guitars the first was “Fly me to the moon” by Frank Sinatra, without the capo everything was down about 5 keys but still it sounded like fly me to the moon, then “Remember Me” from Coco because its funny to play random little Pixar soundtracks while working, “Crazy little thing called love” by Queen, and finally “I’m yours” by Jason Maraz because sometimes when touring with a satanic metal band it's nice to have a little bit of light hearted songs. Plus it was really to see the reactions from the crew setting up the lighting above you.

“Alrighty what’s next?” you asked.

“Did you just play Jason Maraz?” Sound questioned.

“Yes, what's next?” you ask.

“B- bass” Sound crew snorted out between laughs.

“Okay I only know one bass line though.” you batch over the walkie, before then just playing the bass line from “Feel Good Inc '', you're aware it's a repeat tonight but it's the only one you know. You do it for both bass checks because it's easier that way. “Drums now?” you then ask.

“Yes drums, can you learn a new bass line, it's getting boring?” Sound crew asks.

“Fine when we are on the bus to the next town I’ll use one of the basses to learn something, only for you Sound.” you mockingly answered while walking towards the drum set, before then drumbing just about the worst beat ever played but it hit all of the drums and symbols.

Cirrus POV

Watching enamored by the person I never noticed till today, wait Dewdrop says they are touring which means they are on the crew bus. As I continued to watch I kept quiet and just enjoyed all of the guitar and bass music being tested before then seeing them walk up to the drums. After hearing all the music I was prepared to hear a new beautiful thing on the drums only to hear the most off beat array of scattered drums.

“Who is playing my drums like that?” Mountain said.

I slightly jumped, “Uhh Y/n I believe their name is, I guess it's a mic check and they don’t know how to play the drums. They knew everything for the guitars and bass though, it sounded great earlier.” I blabbed.

“Wait, Cirrus, do you have a thing for guitar tech?” Moustian teased.

“You know nothing.” I scolded, slightly louder than anticipated because Y/n immediately whips their head towards the two of us. They then proceeded to get flushed and started to talk into their walkie leaving the stage and heading towards the opposite end of the stage in the wings.

“You should talk to them.” Mountain said lightly shoving me.

“Dammit your right.” I replied.

Reader POV

“Hey sound, I'm going to take that break now since the mic check is done.” You say in the walkie before waking in the opposite direction you should be going. But you didn’t want to have to walk past those two ghouls, wait where they were judging you, what if you are not good enough to be on this tour. Fuck fuck fuck what did you do wrong, you where just doing your job, same every day, test piano, guitars, bass, and then drums, drums where always shit but why was Cirrus there today of all days and why was Mousatin. Why, shit she probably saw how terrible that was, she probably thinks I’m an idiot right now.

“One, two, three, four, five…” You begin muttering while walking down the stairs counting each step as you go down to the basement of the venue, “twelve, thirteen, fourteen…”

“Hey, what's the rush?” you hear a deep voice behind you say. Looking behind you and seeing a chrome mask and mildly freaking out before realizing it was Dewdrop.

“Walking downstairs where the spare guitars are kept, I’m going to find the one you broke and keep working on fixing it. I had to take off the whole front panel from you, Swiss, and Rain messing around on stage.” I defended myself.

“Huh, because it looked like you accidentally embarrassed yourself in front of Cirrus and now you are going to hide before the show starts and hope she doesn't see you for the rest of the tour because you think she is secretly judging you.” Dewdrop rambled while being completely correct.

“I- psh, you know nothing.” You attempted and failed to brush off his comment.

“I hope you know she wants to talk to you tonight after the show.Or at least I think she does.” Dewdrop said.

“Dewdrop, that's not funny.” You snarked.

Dewdrop takes off his mask revealing his gray skin and silver hair then starting, “I am being serious Y/n.”

“Shit.” was all you could muster at first, “uh thanks for the warning, I will be down here for most of the show, you know, noises. So uh, I'll be down here for most of it, I’ll have my walkie if anything happens during the show that we would need a second back up.”

“Y/n are you okay.” Dewdrop asked.

“I- yeah, just anxious you know kinda sorta all the time.” You say starting to pace while pulling on your fingers, “between the clergy, Cardinal, joining this thing, learning about ghouls, and demons, and now Cirrus. I mean it's a lot all at once and not this kinda just feels like the straw that broke the camel's back. I mean I have been in love practically with Cirrus since before I even got to start running tech and when I was just working at one of the side locations just fixing whatever was left over from the tour. And now? I am just so freaked out with how much everything is happening all at once. I mean what if I ruin everything, what if she's disgusted by me, I mean I am just a human, this doesn’t seem like something that would happen normally. I mean you said she wants to see me is this like a ‘are you okay you ate dirt on stage’ is this a ‘stay away from me you creep me out’ or a I don’t even know sorta thing.” You rambled.

“Y/n, your going to hyperventilate,” Dewdrop started coaxing you to sit on the steps with him, “Most Ghouls are very polyaromus like incredibly, I’d say I've been with most of the sisters and brothers at this point; wait that's off track; anyway some are not like me, like Cirrus, she was always more of a calm breeze and less of a wild wind if you know what I mean. You worry too much Y/n it’ll be the death of you. I saw as Cirrus watched in amazement at you playing the guitars on stage and laughing, she also was asking about you. I mean her tail was literally wagging while she watched you.”

“You have tails?” You questioned.

“Yes, not the point. Everything will be okay.” Dew said.

“Thank you Dew.” You say and your hands shake less and less.

“I have to go, the show starts in 45 minutes so the venue will start to fill soon, so ya know, gotta stay out of sight till it starts.” Dewdrop remarks before putting on his mask and bounding out of the room. You always forget how fast ghouls are.

Cirrus POV

I swear there is just something about them, it's hard to explain. I’ve never even noticed them until today, why didn’t I notice them. Dew said they had a bet running with tech and have been doing mic checks like this for almost the whole tour which means we’ve been on the same tour together for two months. We only have another two months left and I have no clue where they go after this. Okay if I find Dew I could ask him about them. Seeing Dew coming up from the basement of this venue i started towards him, huh wonder why he was in the basement.

“Hey Dew, do you know where the guitar tech Y/n is?’ I asked. Dewdrop said that they knew them.

“Yeah why?” He questioned.

“Alright if I tell you, promise you will not tell anyone.” I said in a hushed voice.

“Cool promise, shoot for it.” Dew responded.

“Alright so the guitar tech Y/n I am realizing that maybe there is something more, and maybe I want to talk to them after the show, or who knows before I don’t know. Do you know what I mean?” I was beginning to ramble before Dew started laughing, “Dew stop, I know that they are human, you’ve been with practically every sister and brother so you have no room to judge.”

“No you don’t get it,” he started to wheeze, “I swear this is a loop I just had this exact same conversation with Y/n.”

“What, you said you kinda hung out with this person. You are friends with and talk to co-workers in private. Wait you said you knew where Y/n is and you came up from the basement, are you fucking Y/n!” I then started to yell a bit towards the end.

“What, no. I would never. Besides the fact that Y/n has said and I quote ‘you have more stds than a monkey orgey in Staten Island’ when we talked once. In addition Y/n is a bit more hesitant around people or ghouls so we kinda keep our friendship on the down low ya know. Anyway what I was going to say, you two are perfect. You are both these anxious mutual pining strange ghouls or in Y/n case person.” Dewdrop laughed.

“Wait really?” I asked.

“They are down stairs, they are just fixing up some guitars I broke down there so if you visit they can talk. Also they know, like about the ghoul thing, tails and all so you can take off your mask.” Dew then suggested.

Reader POV

Wearing headphones at the moment because your walkie buzzes you were listening to ‘Square Hammer’ it often was sung by the whole venue so it was hard to hear the guitars for live shows most days. Holding an exacto knife you were cutting out a new vinyl for guitar that was covered in scratched after being dropped from Swiss falling off the stage last week. Before feeling a tap at your shoulder and jumping to them promptly cutting the tip of your finger and it immediately starting to bleed.

“Ah shit!” You yell while taking out your headphone to see who tapped your shoulder and then you see her, no chrome mask, no masking of anything, red eyes, fangs, gray skin, silver hair, horns and all. She looks so beautiful, so breathtaking, just so everything you feel your face heats up as you stick your finger in your mouth to stop the bleeding.

“I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you, I am so sorry. Shit.” Cirrus started.

“No no don’t worry it's okay, not the first time you watched me injure myself today. Trust me I do it more often than you think. See it's not even bleeding anymore.” You say reassuring her. Huh you guess that maybe Dewdrop talk had help considering you're not a sputtering mess at the moment.

“Are you okay?” She asked timidly.

“Don’t worry, I’m a clutz.” You admitted.

“I want to talk to you. You are on tour with us and part of the Ghost Project so you are with us on tour and I wanted to know if you wanted to come on the ghoul bus tonight and hang out for a bit because I saw you during the mic checks and I really admire the way you brighten up everybody the best way possible. And the way you always make sure that my idiot brothers won’t ruin the show with their shenanigans and ensure that they always have back ups upon back ups…” Cirrus started to ramble.

“I, yes. I would like to go on the tour bus with you tonight.” You said grabbing her hands and stopping her from rambing.

“I am not usually like this.” She said smiling.

“Don’t worry, I am not either.” You respond.

“Do you think you’ll stay upstairs for the show today?” She asked.

“I can.” You answered. The both of you continued to talk as you headed upstairs towards the stage. Before opening the door at the top of the stairs she puts back on her mask and you see her tail just dissipate like it was never there.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to seeing your tail just dissipate.” you say.

“I never have,” she replied, “I don’t look like I do now.”

“Are you ready? 20 min till the show starts.” You ask.

“I’m always ready.” Cirrus replied in a serious tone before immedy laughing, “I’m joking I am ready but it's fun to be overly dramatic.” You laugh alongside her.

“Why do you think I played Coco today? It's just fun to do random things whether it's dramatic or just funny.” You said.

“Are all ghouls in position?” You walkie spurted to life.

“No still missing Cirrus.” Another voice said.

“I got her, she's on her way.” You voiced it.

“Y/n you're gonna be up for this show?” A voice asked.

“Yeah, I’ll fix that old guitar tomorrow. I have a feeling something may break tonight on stage.” You said. Cirrus laughs before walking to her spot on stairs to enter the stage where the pianos are. Standing in the wings you watch the show.

It was almost like this was planned for what series of events happened, 20 minutes into the set you see a drum stick fly from Mountain’s hand and immediately hits Dewdrop in the back of the head, Dew drops the guitar where somehow one of his claws cuts the strap and it crashed to the ground making a loud screeching noise. Picking up a spare Fender Guitar you run across the stage grabbing the now mildly broken guitar with 2 broken strings and replacing Dew’s guitar almost as fast as it had broken.

“Dew what the actual fuck.” You whispered to him as you handed him the new guitar before running off stage with the broken one.The audience roared in applause from the quick save with nearly no delay in the show.

At the end of the song you hear Cardinal Copia begin to speak.

“Mouatin what the fuck was that.” In one of his joking tones, “that was one of the most final destination style issues to occur, was that planned?” Mountain shrugged, “I understand that maybe Dew wants to fuck the guitar tech but you don’t need to break the guitars to do so. Look at how easy it is.” He said before turning towards the audience. “Hello my loyal followers! Who would like to fuck in the parking lot after the show!” The audience roared with screams and thundrances applause agreeing to a giant orgy out in the parking lot. This made you laugh as you were already replacing the two broken strings while staring at Cirrus. She looked at you and smiled a toothy grin so you could see from backstage her grin.

“Oh Cirrus, not you too!” Cardinal Copia laughed, “Since every ghoul up here apparently wants to fuck lets do a little song about fucking.” Monstrance Clock starts to play and you laugh while smiling at Cirrus.

Towards the end of the set for the night you hear the infamous, “Why don’t you give it to them motherfucker!” From the Cardinal and the final song ‘Square Hammer’ begins.

After all of the bows, and the throwing of drum sticks and picks into the audience, the shaking hands. You got onto the stage and started to clean up.

“So which ghoul are you fucking.” Sound crew asked in the walkie.

“None at the moment but there is hope.” You laughed in response.

“That didn’t answer the question.” Sound responded again.

“Not telling.” You said into the walkie.

“I’m not getting you dinner now.” Sound taunts.

“Don’t worry about dinner, it was fun anyway, but at least an energy drink for the next show.” You said.

“Deal, pretty sure everything is handled you can start getting all of the last guitar things onto the truck and not bother with anything else for tonight.” Sound replied.

“Thanks.” You said before turning off your walkie for the night and putting it inside the crew bin as you exited the stage. Heading towards the basement to pack up the remaining guitar supplies to be transported to the next city you get interrupted by someone wrapping you up in a hug from behind.

“AghH!” You made an almost guttural scream. Laughing ensued from the three ghouls behind you. You started to turn to see Cirrus with her arms wrapped around you and Dew and Mountain laughing from your jump scare.

“That was hilarious, almost as funny as that mic test for the drums.” Mountain laughed.

“Hey hey hey I do not play drums they had me do that today because I'm already on stage for 8 mice tests might as well include 4 more between the drums and pianos.” You defended.

“Did you like the unofficial but official plan?” Dew asked.

“I fucking knew it.” You remarked.

“We wanted you to get on stage for a moment, you know shine.” Dew said.

“Why.” you asked.

“Dunno Cirrus asked us to break a guitar during the show.” Mountain replied.

“I wanted you to be right about thinking a guitar would break,”Cirrus explained.

“So you are the guitar tech, so which one are you fucking? Cirrus, Dew, or Mountain?” The Cardinal asked as if he had just suddenly appeared from thin air. You looked down knowing your place when by the cardinal.

“I- we are not fucking yet, but definatly something.” Cirrus interjected.

“Huh, good for you. Don’t make drama with it, and Y/n don’t worry I know who everyone is you can look up and talk don’t worry.” The Cardinal laughed while you looked up before he then started to walk away.

“I have to pack away these guitars very quickly so they can be loaded. I'll be back in 10 minutes.” You say before running down the stairs. Once downstairs you quickly put away all of the guitars before grabbing your backpack from the corner of the room. Running over to the bathroom you change into just a pair of black jeans and a white shirt and out of the uniform of slacks and polo for shows.

“Y/n” Cirrus called down the stairs.

“Just one minute.” You shout while washing your hands to get the grease and dust off your hands. You leave the bathroom. And before you had a second to think Cirrus pulls you in my belt loop and kisses you, and you melt into it feeling. A whirlwind of emotions and loving every second at it causes you to take your breath away from the feeling.

“Are you sure you are okay with this?” She asks.

“Yes”

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A "little" bit regarding Phantom

Here's the analysis I've wanted to do (for a long time, actually) about everyone's favourite bastard opera bunny.

Minor spoiler for The Last Spark Hunter!

TLTR in meme form:

While my zero expectations to find the Phantom in this DLC were met (even if to be honest for more than a minute I tought Allegra's friend was going to be him, lol), I was hoping for another cameo. And Ubisoft delivered!

Sailing around the Ruins you can find this very creepy... giant plush half buried in the sand? Is that a reference to the real life Phantom puppet? Did Phantom's megalomaniac ass commission this? Creepy factor aside, I love that he looks like he's wearing eyeliner! Phantom wears makeup canon yesdonteventrytofightmeonthis!

Anyway, I'm not the only one that thinks Beep-0's comment is highly sus. Even in the tone he's using sounds like the devs behind are being so proud of their troll. Maybe I'm just overthinking as usual and that dialogue is just Beep-0's seething hatred towards Phantom, but... That, paired with everything else going on... it doesn't convince me.

Phantom does have his fair amount of reasons he could make a real return song and all, there are a lot people wanting him back (not only in the fandom) and he's also Soliani's favourite boss who, let's not forget, waited 20 years to make a boss like him. It would be a wasted opportunity to only use him once. Since Donkey Kong Adventure featured Rabbid Kong, who was one of the two main bosses that did not unmerge after defeat (the Bwah Trio didn't unmerge too, but they were mini bosses), it wouldn't be so odd to see Phantom having a DLC too (after all a lot of people thought he was going to be the final boss of Kingdom Battle after his feature trailer). Let's not forget this time he has a juicy chance for another diss track. To Rayman and his decennary absence in the videogame scene. Another thing: we still don't know anything about the third DLC villain. This may be a bit of a stretch, but hear me out. When the posters for the three DLCs were published, Ubisoft gave us very little info about The Last Spark Hunter, but we knew there was a new enemy. The only thing they told us about the third DLC is that Rayman will be in it. Now they gave us a teaser, info about the general setting, but still no villain. This makes me think that there will not be a new villain, but someone we already met.

I don't think the cameos, the updates to his shenanigans, the grammophone sitting right there in the third DLC poster and the last almost blatant bit of foreshadowing in the Melodic Gardens were put there for nothing. And be honest, at this point who wouldn't want to see Beep-0's reaction to Phantom after all the hate he has been expressing towards him? All of this make a lot of sense. Almost too much sense to not see him return. The funny thing is if he shows up wearing Cursa's broken mask (a fan theory, but far too appropriate to rule out) it means they have been foreshadowing his return since Sparks of Hope released.

Personally I'd be happy even if he had a very minor role, like an NPC with a quest. Or even a little cameo in person, just to see him in Sparks of Hope style since he seems like he's changed a bit since Kingdom Battle (canonically he can remove the grammophone from his belly and apparently he wears makeup). I hope they'll keep his fourth wall breaking abilities even if it's just for advertising the DLC or to justifiy his appearence, as we know he's well aware of the developers (and, as expected, he sounds like he has a bit of beef with them as one of his unusued lines says "I'll have the art director's head for this", lol).

The thing that worries (and at the same time excites) me the most is the dubbing work they'd have to do for him. Since now all Rabbids are fully voiced (and in a lot of languages too) and assuming an hypotethical song will not be dubbed (as I think they'd do), I'm very curious about how they would manage Phantom as he has a very characteristic tone and accent and everyone knows his voice as he wasn't dubbed at all in Kingdom Battle. I do think it would be epic if they managed to get an actual singer for every language, but... it would be a bit too much in terms of everything, at Ubisoft they are madmen, but not like that, lol.

In all this there's still that one unusued idea where the Phantom was going to change music genre as his battle progressed. Who knows maybe it will be the right time we hear the metal song Soliani has been threatening Kirkhope with all this time, lol.

The only reason I can think of that makes everything crumble, would be if Beep-0's lines about Phantom's cameo were a result of an oversight, like it seems to have happened with Allegra (her memory states that she can change the colour of her skin depending on the "mood" of the planet, but it's never shown in game nor in her backstory). Or, perish the thought, it's just a placeholder as to say: "if we can make him appear again, good that was foreshadowing, if we cannot, we told you" to save thier buttcheeks in case they'll not bring him back. Even if I highly doubt Ubisoft would do such a thing after making everyone suspect a foreshadow.

Foreshadowing or not: if he will not appear in something like a poster, a teaser or a full on trailer, this doesn't mean he will not be there. Remember they pulled this thing too in Kingdom Battle where the devs said he was purposefully left out of the poster with the bosses as they didn't want to spoil him (even if then they released a feature trailer for him, but... idk, marketing shenanigans I assume, lol).

As a conclusion, take all of this infodump as a theory, there's no real evidence to definitively assume Phantom will return any time soon. I don't want to influence people to think he'll come back and then have them disappointed because he didn't. This is just my thoughts on the topic. And don't think I'll be disappointed if Phantom doesn't show up because, while I am biased, I'm not only looking forward to that.

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