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                                              S O P R X N O 

                            independent roleplay blog for christine daaé                             from the  novel  the  phantom  of  the  opera                              ( characterization  musical  &  novel  based )                             multiverse | multiship | adaptive of  length  &                             formatting style | oc friendly | chatty mun tbh

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hi !!!

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i was listening to all i ask of you and got nostalgic for christine muse :’)

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        HELLO, HI. !!!!  this blog has had 7K pageviews since I’ve been active  which is crazy and doesn’t make sense. ok then. anyway, i just wanted to stop in and say HELLO!!!!!!! bc I haven’t checked in in a while ; & i know some of you i haven’t spoken to since i went hiatus so ???  i’m extremely active OVER HERE if you still want to interact uwu. 

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squints at this blog dips toes in

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winks at everyone tbh.  like for a starter this weekend : )

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❛ merry christmas to all,   and    to    all a   good  night. ❜

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oh gosh why are you all still he R E.  i'm so sorry for my absence -- if  you would like to catch me on my  very/most active blog rn, boo.

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winks at everyone christine daaé has not dropped from the face of the earth.  i'm probably irrelevant  by now but. i am to be back on this account  this week.  xoxoxo

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!!!   G I V E A W A Y   !!! 

   hello, very important people! I can’t believe  how welcomed I’ve felt & how receptive people have been to peeta  ——  just over two weeks of creating this silly baguette and there are almost                    400 of you! GOSH!!!    this is a little thank you thing! for fun! :) I really  appreciate how kind you’ve all been & how fun  this muse is already   !!!   my little buddy and I                                           love being here !!!  GIVEAWAY GUIDELINES:          i. likes & reblogs count!          ii. mbf !! thank you !!         iii. ends when I hit next milestone!         iv. every time you reblog, remind yourself             that you are important :)  number of winners depends on number of  notes — ! each winner will get 25 icons with specifications of their choice ! examples: 

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( pxntmercy ) ;;

        christian will just -- wrap her     cheeks in his palms and dip a smiling    countenance to press lips against her     forehead ------                        ❝  hello. ❞

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!! UPDATE !!

GUYS. yes, I’m still here! so sorry for the absence.                christine is still my baby && I don’t plan on                going anywhere!           that being said ;; the approach of the mockingjay        premiere has kicked my peeta muse into full gear.               this blog will be on SEMI HIATUS until after the       premiere date ( 11.21 ) & around thanksgiving!!!        thanks for understanding! 

                  (   find   me   here   ) 

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Cosette will simply pluck some flowers, pull them apart, and arrange the petals in a small heart formation on his chest. Just a simple gesture -- and she is not quite sure if he is asleep or not.

The most gentle tickle stirs him and Christian allows a gentle mewl ofalertness fall from his throat; tired eyeswill blink open & gleam with curiosity upon his discovery of her tiny art uponhis own skin.     He’s careful not to disturb the beautiful     arrangement across his heart —- Christian    smiles, countenance shading to that of     enamored adoration, and he cannot imagine    how anyone could deserve someone as     remarkably thoughtful as her. " — … Beautiful, " he’ll say, cheeks red — of course, hemeans both the art over hisheart  &   its artist of whom he cherishes there.     

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     Fear constricted her breathing and for a few silent moments she visibly shuddered, fingers curling into clenched fists as though to anchor her array of mismatched thoughts; she didn't know what to do, didn't know what to think, and sudden confusion devoured her mind without warning. Again, Christine reprimanded herself for trusting Joe -- for trusting anyone. 

    She bit her lip until it hurt to keep from crying  and contemplated the course of action to take; it was becoming more & more hopeless, and the heaviness weighted so ardently on her heart that Christine was forced to swallow thickly before speaking again. 

    "Joe," her voice shook, though a deep breath kept her composure relatively strong. "Joe, listen to me. I don't know how you can enjoy this, but -- you do, and I'm not ... trying to sound like a broken record. I'll do whatever you want. We can talk about this. I know you don't want this -- I know you."  

"Do you, darling? Do you really know him?” he teased, “You didn’t know him well enough to see this coming. Didn’t know me. Quite rude of you, really to not take the time to say hello.” He took pleasure in the fact that his monologue would only serve to confuse her more. Confusion, he found, was linked closely with a certain delicious sense of helplessness. It was one thing to bind her physically. It was yet another thing to have her mind in his clutched. 

"You seem to be talking just fine tied up,” he said, sounding bored and irritated. “Good grief, you’re a broken record, aren’t you? Am I going to have to stuff your panties down your throat?” he smiled at her to indicate how, despite the chastising way he spoke to her, like punishing a child, the idea caused him great pleasure. 

"I know I don’t have to. But what says I don’t want to?”

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!! UPDATE !!

GUYS. yes, I'm still here! so sorry for the absence.                christine is still my baby && I don't plan on                going anywhere!           that being said ;; the approach of the mockingjay        premiere has kicked my peeta muse into full gear.               this blog will be on SEMI HIATUS until after the       premiere date ( 11.21 ) & around thanksgiving!!!        thanks for understanding! 

                  (   find   me   here   ) 

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❛❛ Don’t trust her.

       I did, and she tried to                                     K I L L                                             me. ❜❜

c a p i t o l

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So glad to see her, Christian is -- ! Warmth snakes round his chest  and he finds himself  sputtering in breath,  captured by how she  seems to G L O W --        ... Ah, she has noticed his         flushed cheeks -- does she         realize the effect of her presence        as well?            Christian's cheeks flush brighter!  " Oh ... a little cold, perhaps.    Though my heart is quite the     opposite. "

       His smile! — did he hear the tiny sound        her heart forced her throat to make?        Hopefully not, for fear it may sprout        roses soon.

                   ” — Are you — cold? Is it cold? Your                      face is a pink — a very pretty pink.                      I mean it was pretty before — but                      now, it’s — prettier. “

       Oh dear — could she work to make him        warmer? Or could she gather him up in        the loveliest of flowers, for he is the        creator of them, is he not?