#wolfwithabook

Hello! Yes, Erik does have rage fits (that’s essentially what they are, though I’m sure there’s a proper name for them somewhere). He’s just so emotional and so hurt that he has to vent somehow. He’s often like a caged animal… But I digress. To be honest, when Erik’s having a rage fit, the best thing his s/o can do is get out of the way. Seriously, or they might end up hurt (resulting in his anger melting into sorrow so quickly you get whiplash and your head spins trying to understand what happened) and that’s the last thing you want. So, keep out of his way. Let him scream, yell, rant, slam doors, bang on his piano or make his violin screech. Leave him to it and eventually, he’ll exhaust himself. If you’re near him when he’s like this, you’ll bear the brunt of his anger and he’ll say and do things he doesn’t mean.

I think Erik would end up coming to you afterwards, when he can think again, to apologise. He’d just calmly come into the room and in a hoarse voice, apologise for his behaviour and then he’d either mock himself or mock you, in place of mocking himself. I’ve said this multiple times before and I’ll say it again - his s/o needs to be in a good mental place consistently to be able to date Erik. 

When he comes to you, don’t demand answers or you’ll set him off again. Just… Let him do the leg work. He’ll tell you what he needs from you without even needing to say it. It’s in the way he shuffles into the room, looking a little shy, like a child who got caught doing something naughty. Beckon him over, wrap your arms around him, hold him, and you might find that his anger was actually sadness and he didn’t know how else to express it because all he’s ever known is anger and hatred. If he goes off on you, just remember this: It’s not you he’s angry at (unless you did something really stupid like remove his mask without asking or probe him about what happened with the Shah of Persia - even mentioning those three words will make him rage fit for months or break him completely), he’s angry at the world. All he’s ever known is violence so that’s how he deals with things, though of course this is no excuse… It merely serves as an explanation for the way that Erik behaves.

Maybe a scenario would help to explain what I mean?

You sighed again as a door slammed for what must have been the fifth time in as many minutes. After Erik had snapped at you for asking if he wanted tea, you had decided to go to your room and stay there. It was ridiculous, a fully grown man acting like a two year old who had been told, ‘no’, but that was how it was sometimes.

After the door slammed, there was a ringing silence for several moments before the lid of the piano banged open and Erik began hammering on the keys, making a song so sad, so terrible, that you were forced to put your hand over your ears, not wanting to listen to the sweet torture of Erik venting his feelings through music. He was a magician, an angel of music, but he was also a madman and you once again cursed all who had ever hurt him.

This was the third rage fit this month, which made for a bad month if the previous months were anything to go by. You knew that some external force had set him off, for you had done nothing wrong and he seemed fine just an hour ago… Time seemed non-existent in Erik’s home for there were no windows and the only clock was above the mantelpiece in the designated living room and you were wondering whether you should risk venturing out to ask if he was all right.

You needn’t have bothered, for the door swung open, making you jump, and Erik stepped through, his usually immaculate clothes looking like he’d been through a war, of sorts (you supposed that he had been in a war against himself and your heart broke all over again), and his breathing was ragged as he fought for control over his usually cool and distanced composure.

He came to your side and stood there, just looking at you. You waited and soon enough, he dropped to his knees before you, fisting your shirt in his hands as he bowed his head, sobbing anew. You grabbed his hands and pulled him up, letting him collapse against you. Somehow, you weren’t sure how, but you managed to get him cradled in your arms, your back against the headboard of your bed.

Silence reigned for a time before he spoke, his voice hoarse from shouting. “Go. Leave me.”

You jolted and he looked at you then, fire in his eyes. He was still angry.

“No.” You held your breath, waiting for his response. Be strong, Y/N. It’s not personal, it’s not personal, it’s not per-

The fight seemed to leave him all at once and he sunk into you, clutching you tightly. A pool of moisture gathered on your dress and you suppressed a sigh, your heart aching for the man on your lap. How could the world have treated him thusly over something he had no control over? You stooped your head to kiss him, which only made him cry harder.

All you could do was hold him.

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Heinrich: “Both of the first questions’ answers took place on the same day for me.”

“The first other representatives I’ve ever seen were East Francia and the representatives of the old Duchy of Saxony. I was amazed. Not that I knew that I was like them back then…”

Albrecht: “My first memory would be my brother taking me to the Irminsul… The first other representative I’ve met…”

“… would be Francia. Needless to say that I was not too happy about it.”

Yeah, because Black Hat took it down.

I don’t know about a template but I listed what I need for a matchup/self-ship, which is the following: 

Gender you want to be matched with (Very important!)

Fandoms (obviously but sometimes people forget)

Your likes.

Your dislikes.

What you look for in a partner/what you don’t like in a partner.

Anything else you think is relevant.

Just remember that requests are still closed while I tie off all loose ends and empty the remaining requests in my inbox and drafts, but they’ll reopen very soon, promise! I know I keep saying that but lately I’ve been slacking, so apologies for that. 

Crucial Muse Questions

13. What does your character pretend or try to care about?

He tries very hard to be empathetic, first of all, and to express an interest in putting others first to a fault. Other than that, he really is kind of transparent in his interests, given that he does have plenty and he tries... it would be more likely that he wouldn’t understand and pretend he did than not care.

14. How does the image your character tries to project differ from the image they actually project? (Pasted from here)

This is a good time to say that Ivan drinks partially because it’s how he feels most likable and most sociable, when in reality it makes him into an incoherent, messy, and clumsy party boy who likes to ruin the gears on his car. Basically, a giant and unpleasant toddler.