Youâre in a college production of âPhantom of The Operaâ. And during a private rehearsal with the student playing the Phantom (Aka Michael) things get heated as you release your tension and hidden feelings.Â
I just got this idea listening to âPoint of No Returnâ on my phone and the Phantom vibes I get from Long-haired!Michael.Â
All human!AUÂ
When I had found out that my college was doing a production of âPhantom of The Operaâ I knew I had to audition. It had been a dream since I had seen the musical at the age of ten. I ran into the auditorium and signed my name down. I watched as a bunch of boys and girls audition for parts and then my name was called.Â
âHello, Iâm (Y/N) and Iâll be auditioning for the part of âChristine Daaeâ.â I told the drama teacher.Â
âAnd youâll be singing?â He asked.
âSpeak to Me by Amy Lee.â I replied and he nodded. I plugged my phone into the speaker system and took a deep breath as my music began to play.
Be still, my love
I will return to you
However far you feel from me
You are not alone
I will always be waiting
And I'll always be watching you
Speak to me, speak to me, speak to me
I can't let go
You're every part of me
The space between is just a dream
You will never be alone
I will always be waiting
And I'll always be watching
We are one breath apart, my love
And I'll be holding it in 'till we're together
Hear me call your name
And just speak, speak to me, speak to me, speak
I feel you rushing all through me
In these walls I still hear your heartbeat
And nothing in this world can hold me back
From waking through to you
As the instrumental played I did some ballet to show I could dance but I almost faltered when I saw the most beautiful blue eyes watching me.Â
We are one breath apart, my love
And I'll be holding it in 'till we're together
Hear me call your name
Just believe and speak, speak to me, speak to me, speak to me
Be still, my love
I will return to you
I finished and everyone was standing up clapping. I smiled blushing from the praise but also because the boy with the blue eyes seemed to be clapping the loudest.
I was cast as Christine and later found out that that boy was to be the Phantom.Â
âYou were amazing.â He said shyly.Â
âThank you so were you.â I replied he had auditioned after me singing âMusic of The Nightâ and seemingly hypnotizing the audience. âIâm (Y/N).â I said holding out my hand.Â
âMichael.âÂ
But as weeks went by and rehearsals grew closer to opening night I found myself feeling things for Michael that were unprofessional and things that I hadnât felt for someone in a very long time. We stood the two of us onstage the professor allowing us to rehearse privately as it was getting so close to the show.Â
âOkay, so âPoint of No Returnâ itâs basically all seduction, passion.â I explained and he nodded.Â
âAnd this is a problem because?âHe asked.
âI um, I havenât been the best when it comes to emotions like this and expressing them for a very long time.âÂ
âBut weâve done so well on every other song, I know that this thing between us this chemistry itâs not acting (Y/N), at least not to me.âÂ
âIâm sorry, Iâm being unprofessional. Can we just practice the song? Please?â I asked trying not to make the tone too sad. He nodded giving into me and going off to stage right. I played the backing CD i had made so we didnât need a pianist. I knelt on stage and waited.Â
You have come here
In pursuit of your deepest urge
In pursuit of that wish which till now has been silent
Silent
I turned around to face him before turning back towards the auditorium.
I have brought you
That our passions may fuse and merge
In your mind you've already succumbed to me
Dropped all defenses, completely succumbed to me
Now you are here with me, no second thoughts
You've decided, decided
I stood up slowly as the first chorus began.
Past the point of no return
No backward glances
The games we've played till now are at an end
Past all thought of if or when
No use resisting
Abandon thought and let the dream descend
He rushed towards me making me gasp as he took me in his arms.
What raging fire shall flood the soul?
What rich desire unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction lies before us
Running his hands down my arm I looked at him surprised. Did he really feel what I felt? Could I let myself release the beast I was fighting to keep inside? He walked away from me and I looked away again as he sang.Â
Past the point of no return
The final threshold?
What warm, unspoken secrets will we learn
Beyond the point of no return?
I then began to sing.
You have brought me
To that moment where words run dry
To that moment where speech disappears into silence
Silence
I have come here
Hardly knowing the reason why
In my mind I've already imagined our bodies entwining, defenseless and silent
And now I am here with you, no second thoughts
I've decided, decided
I looked to him nodding.
Past the point of no return
No going back now
Our passion play has now at last begun
Past all thought of right or wrong
One final question
How long should we two wait before we're one?
We climbed up the set piece. My breath got heavier as I sang.
When will the blood begin to race
The sleeping bud bursts into bloom?
When will the flames at last consume us?
I stared at him as we began to sing together.
Past the point of no return
The final threshold
The bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn
We've passed the point of no return
I was in his arms and my breath was heavy as we ended.Â
âThat, that was good, maybe we should do it aga-â I was cut off by his lips on mine. It felt as though a fire that was building inside me exploded. We broke apart gasping for breath.
âIâm glad that my feelings are definitely reciprocated.â He said turning me around and leaning slightly his forehead touching my own.Â
âIâm sorry it took me so long to admit it.â
âNever apologize for your struggles not to me.âÂ
âMaybe we could go back to my dorm room?â I asked looking up at him my (Y/E/C) eyes meeting his crystal blue ones.
âYour roommate wonât mind?âHe replied.
âPrivate room.â I smiled as he did his grin like that of a cheshire cat.Â
âSo in this version the Phantom gets the girl?âÂ
âI think so yeah.â I said smiling as he picked me up in his arms.Â
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Can you please do a Michael blurb it doesn't matter, anything from the list would be amazing
imagine everyday seeing college!michael skateboard across campus in typical him attire - some red, plaid flannel covering a tattered metallica tee with ripped, black skinny jeans and some scuffed-up converse - while his piercings shimmered beneath the beating sun and full tattoo sleeve was left exposed to the world with intricate inkings that all unified from the base of his shoulder all the way down to his wrist and his hair a new, vibrant color that seemed to change almost weekly only to spot him one day dressed rather formal in button-down, striped shirt layered beneath a navy blue sweater and paired with khakis and rather shiny black shoes as he skated past you to the business building - apologizing along the way for almost hitting you since he was in a hurry for a potential internship there - and realizing the fantasy you created in your head of him being some angsty english major was nothing more than a pipe dream compared to who he really was: a business major who looked hot in leather or a suit.
OKAY BUT VIDEO GAME MAJOR!MICHAEL??? Like he would be so dorky and awkward and the only time youâd see him being serious is when he was editing a game and choosing plots for it so for his birthday you would design a game of your own where youâd have some clues out for him in hidden riddles and his gifts would be the âpointsâ he would win and finally heâd complete the game by reaching his birthday party, and years later thatâs the memory heâd focus on when he changed into his tux which he didnât want to wear but youâd insisted on because there was no way he was showing up in sweats to his own wedding.
MusicMajor!Michael was always awake when the sun was just about to rise, not because he woke up early, but because he hadnât fallen asleep. Usually he would be writing a new song because every time he started to drift off to sleep, a tune or new lyrics would pop into his head. This was the sole reason he had 3 notebooks next to his bed, all half filled with songs he planned on finalizing with EnglishMajor!Calumâwho was majoring in both poetry, and song writingâbecause at a song with words misused would just be awkward.
âNo Michael thatâs not how you use a synecdocheâ
âWhat the hell is a synecdoche?âÂ
âI literally just taught you this, okay so a syneâyou know what, it doesnât matter, thatâs just not how you use it..Here give me the penâ was an often saying.
Sometimes if you couldnât sleep either, you would come to his dorm and just listen to him make music. And on rare occasions he would ask you to read some of his lyrics to see if it sounded âgood enoughâ because he had rephrased it over 100 times and wasnât sure if it meant what he wanted it to. But more often than not, you would just come to his room and drift off to sleep to the tune of his guitar.
PsychologyMajor!Michael wasnât going to graduate if he didnât sign up for yoga as a PE credit. He had put it off till his last year and now he was screwed if he didnât get in. When he told his friends about it, they just laughed. âYoga though?â Luke asked trying to stifle a laugh. âI need it to graduate and itâs not like Iâm going to have to actually do shit like running and lifting weights.â he said before inhaling his second piece of pizza. âMali does yoga sometimes and she said itâs painful, are you sure you want to sign up for that and not football with me?â Calumâs eyebrows were scrunched together, knowing that his friend would not enjoy the painful bends and holds that he would have to do if he stuck with yoga. âIâll be fine cal, it canât be that hard, right?âÂ
He was wrong. This was terrible, he was sore, and hot, and he wanted to stay in childâs pose forever and sleep. And who knew that they were going to make everyone run half a mile before class to warm up. The only good thing being that you were in the class. Michael had a crush on since the first day he saw you during the 2 month of school, he had you in his class before but had never spoken to you. Since this yoga class was right before lunch, and you two were so exhausted after, it became a routine to try a restaurant that the other suggested, and discuss why he recently diagnosed his cat with depression.
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ComputerScienceMajor!Michael chose his major because he wanted to make things his own. In year 11, he found an online website where it taught someone how to do coding. The instructions were easy to follow and he could see his results as he went. It was really fun to Michael, and he quickly learned how to do it. The within a few months, he had figured out how to customize his make his own website, then he figured out how to customize everything. Now, in his second year of university, he was currently figuring out how to make his very own video game. Using his best friends as test subjects to see how the game worked. They would give him feedback on it and he would change the game to fix the problem.
Michael had managed to score an internship at google, and he fell in love. He didnât know a workplace could be like this. It wasnât like a job to him at all, it was what he had been doing for years since he was young. He learned a lot, and was even offered a job there if he wanted, after he finished his studies.Â
GraphicDesignMajor!Michael was tired. He stayed up all night doing his final project presentation that wasnât even finished yet. It was due in 2 hours and he still had to add the finishing touches.
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His class had to create the packaging for a product, and so he chose to make a bottle that had a wrapped that you could tear away, kind of like the skin of an orange, and It took a lot longer than he expected it to. He had started working on it two weeks ago, thinking he was going to be finished very early so he wouldnât have to worry about the deadline.
Boy was he wrong, he didnât realize that to do what he thought in his head, he had to figure out exactly what he wanted, design it digitally, and custom order it from this weird company in another country. The designing part was fun though, he decided that the liquid inside was going to be lemonade and the the âskinâ or the outside peeling was going to resemble a lemon. It wasât as easy as it sounded, he had to figure out what type of bottle heâd have and how it was shaped, how it was going to peel open, and what consumers would do with the wrapping after. It was a mess. it was difficult deciding that instead of peeling off in separate misshaped pieces, that it was going to be joined at the bottom and if you took apart all of them, it would resemble a sun. Which was yellow, like a lemon, so it made sense. To him at least, he just needed to get it done.Â
When he finally got his product in the mail he was in awe. He had ordered 5 just in case he wanted to keep one, and the teacher wanted one, and Luke, Calum, and Ashton, were going to take one. (They probably were because when he was telling them his idea their jaws were dropped and their eyes were wide.)Â
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âHi, Iâm Michael, and for our product design project, I created this bottleâŚâ he started. âI named it leMon because itâs Lemonade, and it looks like a lemon. The âmâ capital because my nameâs Michael, and it gives it a sort of dynamic look to it.â he always had fun presenting his ideas, he liked showing off what he had done. âAnd if you pull on these tabs, it all comes out in one piece.â He finished looking at his classmates, whose faces resembled them of his friends. Jaws dropped and eyes wide.
(A/N: cliffordscastaway and I are hosting a Christmas/Holiday themed blurb night on December 19th! Weâll be writing all we can! Send a blurb via ask or tag us in one of yours if you want your be apart of it too!)
MusicMajor!Michael always awake in the hours of the morning writing a new song because every time he started to drift off to sleep a tune or lyrics would pop into his head. This was the sole reason he had 3 notebooks next to his bed, each half filled with songs he planned on finalizing with EnglishMajor!Calum because at a song with words misused would just be awkward. âNo Michael that is not how you use the word ______â was an often saying. Sometimes if you couldnât sleep either you would come to his dorm and just listen to him make music. And on rare occasions he would ask you to read some of his lyrics to see if it sounded good because he had rephrased it 100 times and wasnât sure if it meant what he wanted it to. Often you would just come to his room and drift off to the tune of his guitar.
