Inside My Mind

ᯓ✿ inside my mind

ˋ°•*⁀➷ it’s 12:06 in the morning i have a headache and i need to write this IMMEDIATELY

ˋ°•*⁀➷ phantom of the opera au! yan! neuvillette x gn! reader

₊˚ yandere, stalking, he watches u sleep, ooc neuvi :(, written by a theater kid, literally what is this fic i need to go to bed

is this once more a cruel dream? finding yourself onstage under the lights as he watches from the shadows, eyes nearly glowing with malice. a voice ever so recognizable was yours, singing your aria the way you were taught by the man in the shadows. his silvery hair shining in the moonlight as he snuck into your room as was nightly tradition, observing from the corners of your room enshrouded in shadow. in your deepest of sleep, he sings to you and appears in your dreams. such a beautiful voice which calls to you from the darkness, attempting to dispel the stories you’d heard of him.

the phantom only shows himself when he’s absolutely certain you’re alone, emerging from behind the large one-way mirror in your dressing room that was adorned with a beautiful framing and often decorated with flowers you’d receive. as the moon shone through the windows of your quarters, it reflected on the man and made him look almost so heavenly he was sure to be a figment of the imagination. common and often baseless gossip claimed the phantom was of draconic origin, all who had seen his true form turning away and recoiling in fear.

his power over you grew stronger yet, his angel of music. with every leading role and aria in the operas you performed, you found yourself turning to him to teach you. his voice had become a comfort. he had taught you to sing from the day you joined the opera as a meaningless ensemble cast, now watching with a dangerous pride as you performed. oftentimes, he said he loved you while you slept so soundly in your bed, unaware of his piercing and possessive gaze. what he called love for his angel of music would be coined as obsession to the outside observer’s eye. in all your fantasies, you always knew he was the one you desired despite having know real knowledge of him. not his name, only his face and voice.

even the night itself had become blind to his obsession, none the wiser to the man’s growing obsession with you until the day you disappeared. lured astray by the promise of love and happiness, you wasted no time walking through the one-way mirror he used to watch you and into the dark catacombs under the opera house.

MY FRIEND JUST SENT ME THISBAOUHEKXBEJ

you have lynette brainrot but now i’m getting furina brainrot i wanna teach her to skateboard so bad :sob:

“Will you catch me if I fall

with Furina”

“You know you can’t be clutching onto me while on the board, correct?” As she scanned your words for any real annoyance or negativity, you tried to take a small step back. What does this action get out of her? Well, it gets you being grabbed like a lifeline.

It’s almost endearing, really. The way she insisted that you teach her the ways around the strange object, the skateboard. In all her years of living in city of Fontaine, known for its technology and advancements, she’d never seen something quite like this.

With her head buried in your shoulder, she brought her head back quickly, “uhm— of course I’m well aware of that! I simply wanted to test you.” You both knew she was lying, trying to save her embarrassment.

As you spent the whole day, slowly trying to get her more comfortable with being on her own, it came to a halt when she got upset. “This isn’t right! I’m supposed to be able to handle such a simple task! As the hydro archon, I—,” she cut herself off.

The dusk sunset highlighted her features, while accentuating the sadness in her eyes and body. Her voice was small in her next words.

“I just wanted to…give us something to bond over. Something more than my ramblings, or my incessant attempts at seeming bigger than I am.”

It hurt to see her crack in her facade due to her own distaste for her actions. “We can try again, Furina. I promise, we can try as many times as you’d like.”

She lifted her head to look at you, “really?” A few tears fell onto her cheeks, and you lifted your hand to wipe them.

“Of course, you’re never a waste of time.”

I just love Furina and Lynette <3

i’ll add whatever the hell that neuvi fic is to the masterlist when i wake up…wrote it in 40 minutes with a headache at midnight send help

need some requests to get my mind off things

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