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The Rest Of My Life
Prompt - ‘I’d like to laugh with her for the rest of my life.’
It didn’t take a genius to figure out Christian, any fool who took a single glance at him could sum him up quite as easily as somebody who had known him since he was just a small boy. They would tell you he was a man in love, in love with what nobody could ever guess. There was never a woman in his life, Christian had no experience with love and yet his whole life seemed to revolve around love.
Christian himself would tell you how beautiful love was, how it was all one needed to be happy. He was content to sit at his typewriter for hours on end, his fingers dancing quickly across the keys in a desperate attempt to keep up with each new thought and idea that came to him.
Love was beautiful. It was breathtaking. It made the world a better place. Christian could spend the rest of his life waxing the most adoring words to describe the feeling of being loved and being in love.
He might never have been in love but oh how he had dreamed of it. The feeling of his lover curled into his chest, his fingers trailing through soft hair, caressing her cheek before feeling her lips against his, the words he wrote suddenly having a new meaning because they were all about her.
Christian wanted to be in love more than anything.
It was perhaps for that reason that Christian hadn’t protested so much when Toulouse insisted he joined them at the Moulin Rouge that evening, a place he would never usually have frequented but he knew he wouldn’t find love sitting in his room. It was one of the reasons he had left London, he needed to put himself out there, he needed to find her.
So he went to the Moulin Rouge and he stared in wide eyed wonderment at the sights, there were so many different types of people, lights and jewels shone around the room, Christian wasn’t able to take everything in fast enough before the girls were singing and his attention was pulled to the front of the room.
He was quick to join in on the festivities as Toulouse pulled him along with a giant grin on his face, the music loud and the drink in his hand cold, Christian was singing and dancing along with the rest of the crowd in no time.
You were the first to spot him, watching as he laughed with his group of friends, looking so happy and carefree, like there was nothing bad in the world. He was beautiful, of that there was no doubt, but there was something about him beyond his beauty that seemed to pull you to him.
You stayed where you were though, despite wanting to make your way over to him, choosing instead to just observe him. You were quick to look away when he turned your way, focusing on the near empty drink in your head and hoping when you turned back he hadn’t disappeared from view.
Christian was enchanted in a second of seeing you. Alone at the bar, bringing a glass to your lips, Christian couldn’t look away if he tried. The flood of people separating you seemed to vanish from view for Christian, the songs and the dancing suddenly not all that interesting to him anymore. Of course how could they be when compared to you?
“Toulouse,” Christian said, not looking away from you as he called his friend's attention, “she’s beautiful.”
“So go and talk to her.” Toulouse encouraged and if only it could be that simple, for him to simply walk across the room and close the distance between the two of you.
“Oh I couldn’t!” Christian insisted, finally pulling his gaze from you to look at Toulouse with wide eyes. “I wouldn’t know what to say, what to do! She looks like a woman I could only dream about, what chance would a penniless nobody like me have with a woman like that?”
“Christian, it is easy, just tell her you think she’s beautiful and go from there. Don’t you think she should have a say in whether she wants to be with you?” Toulouse asked, smirking when Christian didn’t immediately shoot him down but instead turned back to you.
“Perhaps you’re right.” Christian said absentmindedly, his attention solely on you again. “I’ll be back soon.”
“Good luck!” Toulouse’s call was muffled as Christian made his way through the crowd, people moving this way and that, causing him to stumble his way through the sea of people before he finally made his way to where you sat alone at the bar, hands wrapped around an empty glass.
“Excuse me?” Christian started and you couldn’t help but smile at the soft voice to your right, glancing over when you saw the man from across the room standing nervously at your side. “If you wouldn’t mind the company, I’d quite like to join you.”
Your smile widened and Christian was mesmerised. He could sit and stare at you all day, already he had hundreds of words running through his head that he was desperate to type out, finally having real inspiration for his poems.
“Please do take a seat.” You told him, gesturing to the seat next to you and Christian had to control his smile at your voice, you sounded as beautiful as you looked, a voice he’d quite like to listen to for the rest of his life.
“Could I buy you another drink?” Christian offered as he gestured down to your empty glass.
“I’d like that, thank you.”
It wasn’t long before the two of you had drinks in front of you, Christian unable to look away from you for even a single moment whereas you kept glancing at him from the corner of your eyes, thankful that he seemed as captivated by you as you were for him.
“I’m sorry, how rude of me, I completely forgot to introduce myself. I’m Christian.” He introduced himself, a pink flush spreading across his check that you could help but giggle softly at, a sound that had Christian’s heart speeding up.
“Y/N. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” You told him with a smile and Christian wanted you to always smile at him like that.
“You truly are beautiful, Y/N.” Christian said, the words falling from his lips seemingly without his permission if his wide eyes and startled look was anything to go by but you just laughed again and the sound alone seemed to calm him.
“You’re not from around here, are you?” You asked him and watched as his eyebrows knitted together before he shook his head. “I figured, most men don’t speak to any women here quite so nicely.”
“That’s ridiculous! Surely somebody else must have noticed your beauty? One look from across the room and I knew I just had to know you!” Christian exclaimed, baffled at your words.
“You’re a romantic sort, aren’t you? I’ve never heard anyone speak quite like you do.” You told him with a soft smile, glad he had come to join you.
“Oh yes! I love everything about love, there’s no better feeling, nothing better in the whole world than love!” Christian told you enthusiastically and you couldn’t help but smile along with him.
Christian felt himself blush under your smile, knowing how he could get when the subject of love was brought up. Suddenly, here before you, it felt like everything he had known about love was wrong, it was so much more consuming than he could have ever thought it would be.
“I wish I believed in love half as much as you seem to.” You told him wistfully, glancing down into your drink and missing Christian’s wide eyed look of horror.
“You don’t believe in love?” He exclaimed and you couldn’t help but chuckle.
“It’s not that I don’t believe in love, of course it’s real,” You said before sighing, “It’s just that, I don’t know, sometimes I wonder if I was ever made to be loved like that.”
“Of course you were.” Christian said once the words were out of your mouth and you turned to look at him in confusion, he debated whether he should carry on before deciding it was worth it. “Of course you were made to be loved, I knew the moment I saw you that you were put here, right here in Montmartre, here on this very night in the Moulin Rouge, to be loved!”
“You can’t possibly mean that, Christian.” You brushed him off with a huff of a laugh but continued looking at him, the determined look on his face had you doubting your own words.
“But I do.” He insisted. “You see, I’m a poet, I write about love and never have I met anybody in my whole life who gives my words meaning. Suddenly everything I have ever written about faceless people seems dreadfully dull when compared to what I want to write about you!”
“I’ve never been loved before.” You told him softly.
“I’ve never been in love before.” He admitted, his voice just as quiet as yours and the two of you remained that way for several moments, the noises of the Moulin Rouge muted around you.
“You hardly know me.” You finally said, not sure if it was an attempt to stop whatever seemed to be occurring or an invitation for him to accept.
“I’d like to though, more than anything in the whole world.” He told you, everything about him radiated sincerity. “I quite think I’d like to spend the rest of my life getting to know you.”
You were silent again, left speechless as you stared at the man who gave you a sheepish smile, reaching up to push his hair back nervously as he waited for you to say something. You weren’t quite sure you could find any words though at the moment so instead just nodded, strangely taken with the young man and wanting to know him as much as he did you.
“Would you like to leave? We could go anywhere you like.” Christian asked and you nodded again, allowing him to take your hand and lead you away from the bright lights.
The two of you stayed that way, walking alongside each other long after the music and singing coming from the Moulin Rouge had faded, hands entwined as you both filled the silence. Christian told you about why he had come to Paris, leaving behind a life in London in exchange for a chance to make a new one, one filled with love and poetry. You told him about your life too, telling him of the adventures that you had that had led you all the way to Paris and the Moulin Rouge.
The two of you wandered the streets for hours, barely noticing the time pass as you traded secrets and stories. It wasn’t until yawns started to interrupt your conversations that you both realised that hours had passed since you’d left the Moulin Rouge.
“I don’t want this night to end.” Christian told you, looking at you with a sad, regretful look. “I don’t think I’ve ever experienced a night like this one.”
“I can say the same thing myself. I’ve rather liked getting to know you, Christian.” You said and watched as his expression morphed into a smile.
“We will do this again, won’t we? Oh, please say we will, Y/N!” Christian exclaimed, causing you to laugh, smiling brightly at him and Christian found himself returning the gesture without a second thought.
Your smile truly was contagious.
“I’d like nothing more.” You told him truthfully, giggling again as his smile spread impossibly wider as he pulled you closer to him.
“Can I walk you home?” He asked and you immediately agreed, even after spending so long together tonight you wanted to stay with him a little while longer.
The walk home consisted of much softer spoken conversation, the both of you knowing that in a matter of minutes you’d have to part ways. When your building came into sight you sighed softly and turned to Christian.
“I can’t wait to see you again.” Christian said as he reached over to brush a strand of hair away before his hand cupped your face, his thumb brushing along your cheekbone.
He gave you plenty of time to pull away but instead you leaned forward, meeting him halfway. Christian suddenly understood every word he had ever read, he realised every cliche was real when he felt your lips against his, the world around him forgotten as he kissed you back until you were both breathless and forced to pull away.
“Goodnight Christian.” You murmured, leaning up to place a lingering kiss against his lips before stepping back to memorise the dazed look on Christian’s face.
“Goodnight Y/N.” Christian whispered, keeping his gaze on you until you’d disappeared behind the closed door of your apartment building.
He stayed where he was for a few moments longer, just smiling to himself with the memory of your lips against his running through his head. You were truly unlike anybody he had ever met before, someone he knew he had to know, had to keep in his life.
Christian walked home with his smile firmly in place and let himself into his own rooms, shrugging his coat off before taking a seat at the table, his trusty typewriter already waiting for him.
Tonight I met her, the girl who gives meaning to every word of love, each line sounds beautiful and new because of her. Suddenly I know what love is, an all-encompassing feeling that I will treasure for the rest of my life, a life I hope to share with her. She’s beautiful, not just in the way she looks but in the way she talks, in the way she laughs. I laughed more tonight than I ever have in my life. I think…no I know I’d like to laugh with her for the rest of my life.
#ewan mcgregor#ewan mcgregor x reader#christian x reader#christian moulin rouge x reader#christian moulin rouge#christian moulin rouge imagine#christian moulin rouge imagines#moulin rouge#moulin rouge x reader#moulin rouge imagines#moulin rouge imagine#ewan mcgregor imagine#ewan mcgregor imagines
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"I will not be made a fool. I am no man's jester and no woman's cuckold! I am Andre Dacor Benicieux, le Duc de Monroth!"
🎥: @starcuffedjeans
#moulin rouge! the musical#moulin rouge broadway#dylan paul#andre dacor benicieux#i just really love him as a performer okay?#look i have seen him as christian as well and he's just so good with body language and acting decisions i think#i just love him so much#i love the way his body moves after teasing zidler in the first gif#also he already had a great reaction to the doll but then he had to widen his eyes and tilt his head and it just makes me wheeze#the head tilt and the nod as he looks at satine in sympathy for the duke is so attractive to me???#the smile before he touches toulouse's scarf oof#i can never get over his mocking little 'she wants to die for love?!'#nothing super special about the way he acts in the last gif but he does look more offended and upset instead of smug#i do feel like his younger duke has more insecurities because young can sometimes mean inexperienced and he doesn't like that?#also a lot of people don't take younger people seriously so i'd have to imagine that has to affect him in many ways#it adds more to the 'i'm no man's jester and no woman's cuckold' line even more i feel?#le duc de monroth#idk if he forgot zilder's first name was harold in character or out of character but i find it sort of fitting#dylduke?#moulinrougeedit#musicaltheatreedit#theatreedit#broadwayedit#i added the dylduke scene where he just sucks his finger and smiles because that made ME squirm like... you nasty nasty man#and i love how in the last gif he looks at her like ''oh you just made the biggest mistake of your life''#he does the smile at ''i can see that you do'' in the new boot but even wider and more taunting and i think it's a fun choice#but i like how he genuinely seems hurt here
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Erik Destler x Fem!StageActress!Reader || Would Include...
Erik Destler always learning your on-stage romantic interests part totally and then 'dispatching' of the poor guy just before he's meant to go on so he then can always taking his place would include...
Warnings: Contemporary musical references, I don't care, shoot me. Also just basic Erik creepiness; murder and not-super-consensual kissing/touches (dub con at most).
Tagging: @marinerainbow and @masqueradeball .
🥀 Erik falling for you almost the moment you entered the Palais Garnier for the first time. He has no chill, we know this. He's like a Disney Princess. One song and he's fallen hopelessly in love.
🥀 Erik always keeping an eye on the cast lists when they come out- checking who you are and if you have a romantic interest. If you do, that person is now his main target. He may not kill them immediately, he'll wait until the final show on the final night, but there is a big red bullseye on their back now.
🥀 Erik practising 'his' lines (The lines of your on-stage romance) in his sewer room, reciting them to a dummy wearing some... familiar clothing. What? No, he didn't sneak into your chambers in the middle of the night and steal them from you! No, no! Absolutely not!... though you are missing a dress exactly like the one the doll is wearing. *cough*
🥀 Erik treating that doll of you with the utmost care. Almost as much as he'd treat you, the real you, with (Or, how he'd like to treat you. Only the lord knows if Erik could actually be gentle if given the chance to hold you). Its really creepy. Imagine his fingertips only grazing the dolls cheek very gently, but his eyes drift downwards (even though, again, its JUST A DOLL- ITS JUST STUFFING, ERIK!- Y O U ' R E T H E O N E W H O S T U F F E D I T- ) with very desire-filled eyes. Imagine him on one knee before the doll, holding its hand in his, its dead-eyes staring off into space while he professes deep speeches about love that are supposed to be romantic but just come out wrong and infatuated off Erik's tongue. Imagine Erik's hand wandering in the middle of a particularly heated scene; completely lost to his imagination.
🥀 Erik n e v e r, ever stealing the part of a villain. Even if that villain gets much more heated, or charged scenes with you then your actual love interest (Duke Monroth, Professor Callahan, Judge Turpin, Scar, etc). He wants to be your hero. Your prince, your true love.
🥀 Erik watching your every show, in his special box 5, studying you with eyes so hot you swear you can feel them on your skin every night. Paying so close attention, so he knows exactly how to compliment you on stage; how to be your perfect stage partner. This is why your scenes in every last show at the Palais Garnier are so impossibly electrifying to the audience- and, to you.
🥀 Erik allowing your casted partner to appear in the first few scenes with you during that last performance on that last night, so you never really know when its going to stop being the one guy and start being Erik- you're on your toes. Waiting the whole performance for the hand you grab onto to be Erik's. (He's waiting for the perfect moment to step in. The moment when you're really, really in character; lost to your art.)
🥀 Erik being the Christian to your Satine during 'El Tango De Roxanne' (His eyes upon your face. His hand upon your hand. His lips caress your skin. It's more than I can stand), 'Crazy Rolling' (See how I leave with every piece of you. Don't underestimate the things I will do), and 'Your Song Reprise' (Look at me... Satine... Why else live, if not for love?) in Moulin Rouge.
🥀 Erik being the Fiyero to your Elphaba during that super fucking charged 'As Long As You're Mine' scene in Wicked. You know? With you both on your knees on the stage surrounded by dramatic mist and you cant keep your hands off eachother?? *cough cough* I mean, with you both on your knees on the stage surrounded by dramatic mist and Fiyero and Elphaba cant keep their hands off eachother??? XD (Kiss me too fiercely, Hold me too tight; I need help believing, You're with me tonight, My wildest dreamings, Could not foresee, Lying beside you, With you wanting me // Every moment, As long as you're mine, I'll wake up my body, And make up for lost time.)
🥀 Erik being the Prince to your Sleeping Beauty, Snow White during the True Love's Kiss Scene. Oh yes, he definitely goes there. Did you doubt it?
🥀 Erik AS THE BEAST IN 'EVERMORE' TO YOUR BELLE IN BEAUTY AND THE BEAST!!!?
🥀 Erik never appearing at the end of the production to bow- he cant. You know that. So he makes his last moments on stage with you last, because honestly- who knows when the next time will be?? Its not like he can come call on you like a normal person... 🙄he's a dramatic freak. He holds your hand a few moments longer then necessary, or a little tighter. He kisses you one more time even though its not scripted.
🥀 Erik leaving you a bouquet of flowers in your dressing room after that last show on that last night. Signed simply, ceaselessly yours.
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🥀 You tell yourself every time that the show must go on. You tell yourself, that thats why you don't stop it; Don't do anything.
🥀 You are lying to yourself. You cant deny the electricity crackling all over your skin every time you see Erik on stage with you, every time Erik touches you under fake pretences. You've never felt quite the same on stage then when he's there with you; you feel like you're really the characters... and there is nothing on earth like that feeling. No one else can give you this. No one but him.
🥀 You expect it now and anxiously await the moment when your practise partner (Just Erik's understudy. Thats what you're thinking of them now; the men who are actually cast) dematerialises from the stage and its Erik.
🥀 You always leave the flowers from Erik at the grave of the man who died. Its sick, the game (?? habit?? r e l a t i o n s h i p??) you're in, but you cant stop. And you cant apologise, so you can only do this.
🥀 You working extra hard to get lead roles at the Palais Garnier. As soon as one show is over, you have a hunger to do it again. Get another part, get Erik back on that stage with you.
Its like an addiction.
#just- aghhhhhhhhhhhh#being on stage with erik being on stage with erik being on stage with erik-#Erik Destler x Reader#Erik Destler#POTO 1989#Phantom of the Opera 1989#Erik Destler 1989 x Reader#Erik Destler 1989
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You AU/crossover mfers will actually just say anything. Tell me why I saw a dedicated Phineas and Ferb AU with MULTIPLE PARTS?? If that creator’s reading this, shoutout to you because what the fuck. And whoever’s got the dick/wally/roy Tangled AU is also the goat. Love the dedication.
Like you guys just say words. “Moulin Rouge AU with Dick as Satine, Wally as Christian, Slade as the duke” HELLO??????? What are we talking about. How did we get here
I will eradicate Danny Phantom, White Collar, and Ladybug crossovers from my dash, but if someone really gets on here and says “okay here me out. Hunchback of Notre Dame: Dick as Esmeralda, Azrael as Frollo, Roy as Phoebus” I am SAT because that is INSANE inject it into my VEINS what are you even TALKING ABOUT I am OBSESSED
Someone will wake up one day and apropos of nothing just create the nichest crossover known to man because they accidentally imagined a few characters singing to the musical number on their Spotify shuffle, it’s so funny and real.
Anyway reblog with your nonsense AUs for funsies, this is a safe space don’t worry
#pardon the aggression i swear this is a positive post#batman#nightwing#dc comics#dc au#dcu#dc crossover#ev-arrested
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I've made a lot of jokes about finding Moulin Rouge confetti for weeks after seeing the show, but I can't even imagine how haunted the cast must be by it, especially the Christians and Satines! Like this Derek gif set I'm working on, there's litterally a piece of death confetti that's stuck first to his eyelash and then just below his brow. 😱 😂
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20, 12, 17, and/or 5 for ask game:3
(Megatron for the ones that have inserts)
20. When did you first join Tumblr? How long was it between that and finding [fandom]?
We joined tumblr all the way back in 2011 under the username platonicharmonics. I thought I was a singlet back then, and was also rather stupid, so when The Great Porn Ban rolled out I rage quit tumblr and deleted our blog. I then drifted around Instagram for years before joining Red Dead Twitter, where I promptly got #cancelled and received death threats, including on my ao3. I left fandom spaces entirely for a couple years after that, and only really rejoined a fandom space when I found Transformers in late 2023. People here have been very nice, welcoming, and kind.
12. What's the funniest or craziest AU idea you've ever come up with?
I think that'll have to be the MegOP Moulin Rouge AU lmao xD~ D-16 is Satine, Orion is Christian, Terminus is the ringmaster, Trepan is the Duke... I spend too much time imagining Orion and D-16 singing this duet
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17. What's a book, movie, or show you think [Megatron] would like?
I'm gonna answer all three because I'm insane: The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood, Snowpiercer (2013), and My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic (2010) The Last of Us (2023)
5. Out of all your fanworks that include [Megatron], which is your favourite?
Ough. So far? Terror of the Skies, our very first creation for this fandom. Nothing's beaten it yet.
#aaaaaaaaa this was SO FUN thank you thank you thank you#megatron#transformers#skeletons speak#ask meme
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Crossover scene for Greyson & Lily?
Okay you know Satine and Christian’s meeting in Moulin Rouge? Imagine that but Greyson and Lily.
Lily is at the club, she’s supposed to meet someone and goes to her usual room. Greyson ends up in that room (whether an accident or he was directed there by some other people in the club idk) and Lily is trying to seduce him and Greyson is like “?? What do I do here uhhh you’re very pretty and I’d love to paint you??”
Send me a crossover and I’ll talk about a scene that I could see happening in their story
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Now we're watching Moulin Rouge, because we're On This Journey and I'm just
The first scene with Satine and Christian dancing where she keeps alarming him until he makes these incredibly stupid faces
Can you imagine Clone Wars Satine coming at Obi-Wan with even ONE-TENTH this energy and poor repressed Jedi Obi-Wan is like WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME I CAN'T HANDLE IT and he eventually breaks away like "I HAVE TO GO MEDITATE"
(Qui-Gon finds him two hours later with his forehead pressed into the floor chanting mantras in the useless hope that it'll calm him down, and Qui-Gon reminds himself again and again that he passed his Trials, surely this can't be that bad, surely it can't)
(It's worse)
#ADORE the thought that 40-year-old virgin qui-gon has to deal with two hormonal teenagers#and give advice that he is in no way qualified to give because there's no one else#also yes i had actually seen moulin rouge before but it's a VERY overwhelming movie and i couldn't take it in#especially as i had no reason to care about ewan mcgregor at that point#anyway#obi wan kenobi#satine kryze#qui-gon jinn#star wars#moulin rouge
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I know I’ll get a lot of hate for this, but I think part of the reason I am not a bigger Obitine shipper is her death scene - not that she dies in his arms, or that she’s killed by one of his greatest enemies, but because every choice the writers and filmmakers made for that moment were incredibly melodramatic and it took me out of the moment.
The swelling of their theme coupled with her last words absolve the moment of any real tenderness it may have once had, and don’t get me wrong, the animators do a hell of a job making Obi-Wan look utterly heartbroken and the voice actors do a great job it’s just... Satine having the “perfect” last words and then falls limp in his arms is almost comical to me (yes, I’m a messed up person), at the very least it doesn’t fit their characters nor the situation at hand and therefore feels a bit cringe.
Satine and Obi-Wan chose duty over one another, both of them did - to have Satine just throw this at him instead of giving him encouragement to do the right thing seems weird to me for this badass Mandalorian Queen.
Or perhaps words that would help him through his grief, for all she knows he’s going to be dead right along side her if he doesn’t do something.
Or, how about “save Mandalore” - something that feels less Hallmark movie.
I know, I know I’m a terrible, heartless person. But hear me out - what if her last words were something about his beard?? This was established as an inside joke between them, something intimate they both shared. It would also be a great call back to when they first “confessed” their feelings in season 2.
They were an unconventional love, to have such a conventional last words felt jarring and out of place to me and I get it they were mirroring Moulin Rouge, but Obi-Wan isn’t the hopeless romantic Christian so it feels out of place.
These two characters were strong willed and fought one another all the time, but they also laughed and challenged one another, THAT’S what made them interesting and special.
Just imagine how different this entire scene would’ve hit if she placed her hand against his cheek and said:
“I’ve changed my mind about the beard...”
That is far more personal for the two of them, and in my opinion far more beautiful of a send off.
#star wars#star wars tcw#Obi-Wan Kenobi#satine kryze#obi wan x satine#obitine#i'm sorry#i'm heartless#i know i suck#they deserved better#and by better i mean better writing
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i’m in a moulin rouge phase right now and i just need you to hear me out.
i think Satine and Christian could be Keyleth and Percy. This is so Vax as Toulouse can sing nature boy and have a “OH NO THIS ISNT ACTING” moment
Vex is Nini and originally I had Scanlan as the Duke but i think Gilmore might work better and then Scanlan can be Harold.
Now because i am nothing but angst filled. One night keyleth does get sick performing but keeps going, so all the coughs Satine does that night are real. if you’ve ever seen it there’s a scene with Satine and Nini and just imagining that scene with the girls is aghhhhhhHhhh
there’s also a scene when she falls into harold and just imagining a sick kiki keeping going and all of these more experienced people in lead roles are like “Kiki you gotta sleep” and she like “no <3” and then the end of the musical happens and she’s very bad backstage.
(not like satine bad just still “has a cold bad” and everyone gets off from doing the bows and the encore and she’s just dying backstage. the audience is like “she’s really good”)
(gonna write this soon.)
HI OMG Please tag me if you write this because I am obsessed with this idea!
I honestly love the idea of Keyleth playing Satine because at first glace it's obviously a Vex role but I loveee the reversal of it being Keyleth because she deserves to be sexy too goddammit.
I'll admit I don't know too much about the Moulin Rouge musical aside from being OBSESSED with the soundtrack lmaooo
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@myers-meadow-selfship
Imagine how hot it would be if Alana and Margot went as a same sex version of Christian and Satin form Moulin Rouge!
#alana bloom#margot verger#Hannibal#hannibal imagine#hannibal headcanons#Hannibal nbc#murder wives#lesbians
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Like, I love love LOVE Moulin Rouge but also the quickness with which Christian went from I Will Never Let You Go :) Love Will Save The Day to publicly humiliating her and calling her a whore after an extremely suspicious breakup that he had to have known was coming when they were duping that count guy
Rancid. It's every guy who dates a sex worker with the expectation his love is going to "save her" and when it doesn't happen the way he imagined it, he turns on her with all the misogynistic violence he condemns her profession for
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Anyway, here's a quick rundown of my thoughts re: the casting of Moulin Rouge! Helsinki
Satine: I'm fine with her, though if I'm being 100% honest, I'd rather have seen her understudy as the principal. Oh well! Here's to hoping there'll be a handful of scheduled absences so they both get their chances to shine, I'm sure they'll both be very good.
Christian: I literally couldn't care less about this character. I also don't really care about the actor. So it's a match made in heaven, I guess... though who knows, maybe a miracle of Thalia's takes place and this is the performance where I'll finally start caring.
Zidler: ugh. I suspect Chandelier's going to be a bit rough.
Toulouse-Lautrec: he's all right, I guess.
Santiago: I would've preferred to see him as Toulouse-Lautrec, tbh, but I guess he's too tall for that. So Santiago will have to do, and I'm sure he will be delightful.
The Duke: now this is a piece of casting I'm actually excited about! It's the actor that gave us the most pained portrayal of Gleb in Anastasia you could ever imagine. He put his whole entire pussy into it, so to speak. If he gives half of that energy here, this is going to be a delicious villain.
Nini: I've only seen her in a couple of ensemble parts, so I don't really know her – but I'm looking forward to getting to know her better by seeing her in a bigger role in this!
Overall... not bad, not great, just as I suspected it would be. It's almost a shame they found such a perfect cast in Stockholm, nothing else is going to compare.
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Something, something, Moulin Rouge being seen as high romance, when Christian yells "you made me believe that you loved me," and "I've paid my whore," into a packed theater mid performance, after like a couple weeks together..
VS
Lestat begging Louis to admit he will never love him, after 20 plus years of never hearing it, being seen as the worst most shocking thing on tv.
Gee what 20 years can do to our perspectives!
Imagine if these 2 scenes came out around the same time!?
#for the record moulin rouge is a great movie but the worst romance#interview with the vampire#amc interview with the vampire#lestat de lioncourt#louis de pointe du lac#moulin rouge#christian x satine#loustat
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Tarot card of the day from mother witch
Page of cups. Pages of the court cards can often mean something new happening or a message of something incoming. In this case, you can expect the unexpected. Think of this page as representing what swims just beneath the surface of our consciousness: dreams, impulses, emotions, creativity, desires.
This page is freedom, beauty, truth, and love. They're here to sweep you off your feet. Love at first sight is what this page is all for. The page of cups dares to dream, dares to love, and dares to indulge in fantasy and imagination. They want to be your friend, or your lover, or both. They want you to take a chance, and they want to take you for a ride. You should consider going with them.
This page has much learning and growing to do, but they're not afraid to be carried away by their heart. They might see the world with rose colored glasses on, but their heart is pure and capable of so much. This page wants you to not be afraid to make a connection, to love and dream with them. As inexperienced as they may be, you'll be in for a good time. They want to inspire and be inspired. They want to live for art and live for love.
The page of cups truly reminds me of Christian from Moulin Rouge. They might be setting themselves up to be a tragic romantic hero, but it would be worth it to them in the end. A life without love, that's terrible! Love is like oxygen! All you need is love!
So go on, in the name of love! Even if just one night!
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hey rtc fans i would like you to imagine a rendition of moulin rouge starring noel as satine and mischa as christian
now weep because we do not live in a world that has this
sorry not sorry
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