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Summary: What if Raoul de Chagny was a woman?A series featuring the major events (and a few things in-between) from the Phantom of the Opera, with a gender-bent, lesbian Raoul (and a bisexual Christine). ALW based, with Leroux elements.

Interlude II: A follow-up to All I Ask of You. Raoul and Christine discuss their relationship in the aftermath of the rooftop and the chandelier. Raoul's siblings worry over the goings on at the opera house. Despite her fear, Christine falls deeply, irreversibly in love.

“Is that…” Christine almost chokes on her words, her hands going to her mouth. “Is that violin my father gave you?”

“Oh,” Raoul says softly. “Yes, it is. I’ve had it repaired a few times, but it’s held up very well.”

Christine stares at the instrument, given to Raoul by her father when a wealthy patron gave him a new one.

If she wasn’t deeply, irreversibly in love before, she is now. Maybe she always has been.

“Play a little for me?” Christine asks.

@zjofierose tagged me a handful of days ago and i’m just now getting to this, between babysitting and actually writing more/writing something i’m comfortable sharing.

more Rainbow 2 spoilers from a different scene :D  also please have pity on me.  this is rough as crap and i already see 100 issues with it. :P

tagging @jhelenoftrek, @rawkfemme, @coffeeinanebula, @mia-cooper  and @muldyfi :D (for those who have done it already, share from another scene or another WIP and let’s keep the cycle going! :)

“You’re free to go.  I’ve gotten the Captain settled in and you are welcome to visit her.”  The Doctor nodded back towards the private alcove area.

“The Captain settled in?”  Worry suffused him and the demand for more details was on the tip of his tongue when a high pitched cry filtered through the hubbub.  Chakotay’s head snapped around at the sound, recognizing it instantly for what it was.  His feet carried him towards the source on autopilot, past more smiling faces until they faded behind him as he crossed the threshold into the right hand alcove. 

Inside the alcove, the lights were lowered and he had to blink to adjust to the dimmer illumination but there was more than enough light to reveal the beautiful sight before him:  Kathryn reclining on the low cushioned biobed and cradling a small swaddled bundle in her arms.  She looked up at the sound of his footsteps with a smile as he reached her side.  He gave her a tender kiss, then his attention returned to the small bundle.  “When--?”

“About half an hour ago.”  Her smile turned rueful.  “Despite the chaos, she was born with no complications, thankfully.  But it doesn’t surprise me she was born during a crisis, though at least it was a minor one this time around.”

“She?”

“Mhm.  Seems your intuition about a daughter was right all along.”

Daughter.  My daughter.  His thoughts were churning at warp five, even as he held out his hands in a silent plea.  The baby uttered a whining squawk as she was passed over into her father’s arms and he immediately moved to draw her close to his body the moment he had a steady grip on her.  Her face scrunched up as if she were preparing to cry, but it came out as another whine.  Her eyelids fluttered and slowly opened.  Eyes as dark as his own stared back at him, fringed with tiny dark lashes that matched the curls peeking out from beneath the small cap that covered her head.

To some lovelies who have supported me as a creator, no matter what blog I’m on. 

You found me through my canon blog, but have always given me such support here on my lil’ Emma, whether I’m super active or not. You’ve liked my little “Tell Me The Facts” post. You’ve made art of my girl as gifts. You’ve asked about her, learned about her. You’ve made a point to write and interact with her.

You didn’t make me scream or grab for your attention; you simply gave it freely, because whether I was writing a canon character or something of my own creation, you wanted to be there for it. 

Thank you so, so much. Your support for my original work means the world to me, and you are beyond loved and appreciated.   ❤

I take it you meant bisexualjaeger :p We answered it together!

Who worries about how they will look when they’re older: None of us! (I made it angsty and got told off.)

Who makes the mix tapes/cd’s: Me (look the answer to “who does (v v sappy stuff)” is prob always me.)

Clings to the other during scary movies: We don’t rly watch scary movies but still me. 

Gets into the shower with the other randomly: We get in the shower together.

Flashes the other when they walk by after taking a shower alone: Cf above

Initiates hand holding while the other is driving: I’m the only one who drives but we both initiate hand holding during driving. (My sister, from the backseat: “Jfc you haven’t let go of each other’s hand for the ENTIRE DRIVE!” (that’s a lie I need both my hands when I take turns.)

Secretly tries to touch the other in naughty places during public/family events: We are both v reasonable ppl who don’t do that kind of stuff. (I have said inappropriate stuff though.)

Asks weird questions in the middle of the night: Undoubtedly Lilou.

Asks “what are you thinking about?”: Me. I know it’s obnoxious I can’t help it.