You just want to sit quietly and get your work done. Your lonely husband has other ideas. 18+ for lemons.

Poor Erik has spent most of his life in an Asylum. So long in fact that he has accepted his fate of never being free, and never finding love...until you came along.

{Phantom of the Opera x reader} COMPLETED (I wrote this when I was small, be prepared to cringe a lot 🙃)

2022 Update! (Previously titled Second Before the Sound ) "But just imagine-!" A loud shout is barked up at us, interrupting him. The source of the disturbance is from a stout, heavyweight man - my supervisor this time instead of me being his - four stories below. "Vincent! Elodie! Get down here and do your jobs!" I felt the blisters on my feet ache from the order. I couldn't help but to let a brief groan roll over my vocal chords, a little too loudly, because Vin's fiery glance catches me. "The man's right, you know. We do have jobs, why are you complaining?" "Because I want to only sit here and watch from above, not work- not dance." Vincent had already risen from where he sat with me on the edge of a wooden walkway, hovering above the bustle. It isn't as crowded up here as it is down there, although I love the hustle and bustle, I hate being in it. It's noisy and cramped and there's always human contact. Up on the catwalk, you can actually breathe for a minute. The ropes that dance around us aren't as nosy either. "You can do that when you're dead." - And dead she shall be. In 1877, six years before the fire, Elodie Benóit is a backstage hand and stage manager of the Paris Opera House. She hasn't performed in years, and intends to keep it that way. She adores being the silent creator of the backstage world. No one knew her by name, but instead knew her by her art. One day, an opera ghost threatens the very balance of Elodie's theater. He's made Elodie a subject of his attention. Although she may hide from the audience, no matter where she goes, she can't hide from this phantom. When he begins to send Elodie orders, she begins to disobey him. Thus the beginning of her haunting-

Erik X reader You met once, long ago. Ever since that, you have felt a feeling of being watched. It isn't creepy though, it's almost reassuring in a way. One day, you meet again... *for girls* (Obviously, I don't own POTO, and, not as obviously, the art for the cover isn't mine) ☆彡

You're woken by Erik's music in the middle of the night.

A/N: This is a very old story of mine. Written back when I was in high school. The writing is not the best I've done and there are many errors.. I have since grown then and have bettered my writing.. I have thought to delete the story but because it seems to be a favorite to many-- I've decided to keep it posted just for you all. Enjoy~ Still haunting Paris, and the Opera House, The Phantom never left his home. Even after the angry mob searching for him finally gave up, and he was only safe underground. He too great risk going through the streets, but he did it with out care... But when a funeral of a loved one catches his attention, he has a new adventure started in his enemy's daughter, ____...

Bunch of Phantom of the Opera one-shots! becuase I can, and I feel like it! This will only be 15 parts (request welcome as always) I own nothing but the plot bunny! Phantom of the Opera-Andrew Lloyd Webber has the rights (?) Erik-Phantom of the opera You-Erik