#moulin rouge imagine

[ficsforfandoms]

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

[hvlplvss]

| welcome to the moulin rouge

summary: in which colby’s girlfriend stars in the hit broadway musical, moulin rouge. with little knowledge on the musical, he’s surprised when he first watches it.

warnings: smut, dirty talk, fingering, shower sex, praise, slight degradation, cream pie, hair pulling, slight edging. lmk if i missed anything !!

authors note: for those who haven’t watched moulin rouge, i recommend searching ‘welcome to moulin rouge-west end cast’ to get an idea about it. but if you don’t want to, it’s a musical based on a cabaret club and y/n plays one of the main girls from the club. i highly recommend it if you have never watched it!

y/n had recently been casted as ‘nini’ in one of her top three musicals of all time. moulin rouge. ever since the musical had come out, she’d adored it. knowing that she would love to be in it herself one day.

and that day was here. it was the opening night for the new cast of moulin rouge. she was also performing amongst some of her most favourite broadway performers.

her boyfriend colby and his best friend sam, who she were also really good friends with, had bought tickets for the first public opening show. they decided they might as well buy the most expensive tickets, which were the ones right at the front of the stage, where you got your own little table for two.

in true honesty, y/n had barely spent any time with colby recently. she’d been so busy at rehearsals and taking promotional pictures. so the only time she saw him, was once she arrived home, which was usually later than 11pm.

the boys sat at their table at 7:28pm, waiting for the show to begin. sam turns to colby, “so you have no idea, what this show is about?” sam asked.

colby shook his head in response, “nope. i’ve watched loads of other shows with y/n, but she won’t let me watch this, cause she wants me to see her in the show first,” he explained. “have you seen it?”

sam nodded, “yeah. y/n told me to watch it before we came to see this,” he answered. colby rolled his eyes, but a small smile stuck on his face. but he was slightly confused. how come sam could watch the movie, but he couldn’t?

the lights slightly dimmed, taking colby out of his confused state. aaron tveit, who y/n had spoke about, walked out onto stage and past the two boys, where he stood to the left of them.

aaron looked around the audience, then he looked back to the bright glowing red ‘moulin rouge’ sign. aaron lifted his hands slightly and the sign lifted up, clearing the view of the stage. the music began, a low thudding noise, with a drum every few beats.

aaron disappears off of stage, and a spotlight flashes on the back wall, where there is a silhouette of four girls. colby could recognise one of them immediately.

‘hey sister, soul sister, flow sister’

the curtain they were standing behind lifted, revealing his girlfriend. colby’s eyes widened in shock at what his girlfriend was wearing.

y/n stood there in barely any clothing. it was all lingerie. black to be specific. her hands and arms adorned red velvet gloves which stopped at her bicep. she wore black stockings, which were connected to the black corset like bodysuit by a thin piece of fabric. the corset revealed a great deal of cleavage, and left little to the imagination.

as the four stepped forward beginning to dance, colby didn’t know what to do with himself. his girlfriend dancing half naked on stage in front of hundreds of people.

the dance was as sexual as you could get, grabbing onto your own waist, dropping to the floor. doing anything that was vaguely provocative. and colby still didn’t know how to react.

what really riled him up though was when another character came on stage, someone called ‘the duke’ something like that anyway, colby wasn’t in the right mind set to even focus on that.

y/n had gone over to said character, and in simple words, had to rub herself against him. colby’s eyes stared dead at y/n. he wasn’t mad or annoyed. but he was so jealous.

the interval had just begun and colby still couldn’t stop thinking about you. sam spoke up, “you good there, colby?” he asked.

colby nodded, looking over to his bestfriend, “did you know all about that?” colby questioned.

“what your girlfriend being half naked on stage?” he answered, colby nodded, “well yeah, she’s been showing me behind the scenes things for ages. she wanted all of it to be a surprise for you,” sam added. colby hummed in response, turning back to look at the stage as the show resumed.

colby and sam walked out of the theatre and round to stage door, to meet y/n after the show. when they arrived there was a slight crowd stood there, asking for photos and signatures and what not.

y/n was amongst them, signing playbills and taking photos with fans of the show. colby and sam stood back from the crowd, allowing y/n to take her time. but colby didn’t want to wait. he was desperate for his girlfriend.

after what seemed like forever, the crowd had dispersed, meaning y/n could make her way over to the boys.

“there she is!” sam smiled, hugging y/n and telling her congratulations. she thanked him and then turned to her boyfriend.

y/n reached to kiss colby on the lips. and just from that, she could tell. she knew colby was riled up. y/n grabbed onto colby’s hand, as sam led the way to the car.

the three arrived home not much later, as they opened the door, y/n spoke up, “i’m gonna go shower real quick,” the boys nodded and y/n ran off upstairs.

“i’m probably gonna go to bed now,” colby stated, “it’s already pretty late,”

sam nodded, with a slight eyebrow raise of disbelief. he knew his friend wasn’t going to sleep, he knew exactly what was going on with the boy. but he wished him a goodnight and walked off into the kitchen.

colby walked up the stairs and into his room. he could hear the shower running from the en-suite, which was connected to their room. he could also hear y/n’s light humming of some of the songs from the show.

colby began undressing himself and walked into the shower with y/n. “you know, what you did to me, y/n?” colby suddenly asked.

y/n jumped in shock at the boys voice, “shit colby, you scared me,” y/n smiled, turning to face her boyfriend, taking him all in.

“you know, how i felt? when i was sat there watching you,” he repeated, “seeing you dance against everyone,”

y/n bit her lip, trying to hide her smile. but colby could tell. it was a habit she always had.

“you think it’s funny? that your boyfriend was sat in the audience with a hard on?” he asked seductively, “it won’t be funny soon,” he said lowly.

colby grabbed his girlfriends cheeks and brought his lips to hers roughly. he held her face with one hand and her lower back with the other.

colby wasn’t playing nice at all. the rough yet passionate kiss was clear enough to say how frustrated he was.

colby’s mouth left hers and began making it’s way down her neck, biting harshly, causing y/n to let out a whimper. “come on, let me hear you,” colby said.

y/n had only seen her boyfriend like this a couple of times. usually when he’s jealous or wound up by something.

“don’t tease, baby,” y/n pleaded.

colby hushed her, “i’m taking my time. just like how i had to sit there for two whole hours, watching you dance about with barely anything on,”

colby grabbed her tit, going back to roughly kissing his girlfriend. y/n let out a moan, but it was sealed by colby, who’s mouth covered hers.

colby let go of her tit and reached down, letting his fingers cascade down y/n’s sides. she arched into his touch, “so needy,” colby spoke against her lips.

his fingers finally reached where she needed him the most. his thumb pressed firmly on her clit, rubbing in circles.

y/n moaned out, leaning her head on colby’s chest, letting the water from the shower run down her back. colby removed his fingers, causing y/n to let out a small whine.

“you’re such a desperate whore, aren’t you?”

“only for you,” y/n answered.

“only for me, huh?” colby smirked, “you’re mine, aren’t you.” y/n nodded, “say it, y/n. say you’re mine,”

y/n removed her head from colby’s chest and looked him directly in his eyes, “i’m yours, colby,”

colby nodded in approval, “good girl,” y/n’s head went back onto colby’s shoulder, as two of his fingers pressed inside her cunt, stretching her out.

y/n stifled a moan. as her boyfriend worked his fingers inside of her, she latched her mouth onto his lower neck, causing colby to groan.

she littered dark purple bruises across his neck and chest, admiring her work after each one. she knew he’d eventually get her back for the mess across his neck as he couldn’t show it all over social media, or else people would talk.

colby could feel y/n approaching her orgasm, so he removed his hand. causing y/n to remove his mouth off of colby, “what-”

colby hushed his girlfriend, “want you to cum at the same time, baby,” he answered.

he aligned his cock with her pussy, letting it glide against her folds, teasing her.

“please colby,” she begged.

“awh, you’re begging now? that’s cute,” he answered.

colby slid his cock in slowly. y/n moaned out and colby let out a low groan, watching the pleasure that washed over his girlfriends face.

he wrapped one arm around her waist and placed his other arm on the back wall of the shower.

after a few seconds, colby began moving his hips. snapping up into y/n, causing her to moan out loudly. her arms clung onto colby’s shoulders, staring directly at him.

she grabbed onto colby’s wet hair, and slightly tugged, causing the boys head to loll back.

“you getting close?” colby asked. y/n nodded, her bottom lip coming between her teeth, “thought so. feel so tight, baby,”

y/n pulled colby in by his hair to kiss him roughly, which made him speed up his hips. colby mumbled against her lips, “cum for me,” he looked at his girlfriend, who stared directly back at him.

colby felt y/n release around him. he wouldn’t last much longer himself. his hips stilled, realising himself inside of y/n.

after a few moments, he removed his cock from her. placing a kiss on her forehead and then a soft one on her lips.

“you okay?” he asked.

she nodded, “are you?”

“i’m more than okay. and i’m so proud. so incredibly proud of you,”

“well, if when you come and watch me perform and it ends up like this, you might have to come watch me a few more times,”

#colby brock x reader #colby brock imagine #colby brock smut #colby brock #sam golbach #smut #moulin rouge

[archive-of-alexandria]

Hear Me Out

Okay, hear me out -

Think about a Moulin Rouge! Buggy x Reader AU

You get the yearning, the circus aspects ... the young, inexperienced Buggy joining his first cirque ship and becoming completely head over heels obsessed with the reader the minute he watches their solo performance.

Imagine a young, naive Buggy experiencing found family under the glittering lights of the Big Top while the reader is jaded and world-weary, distancing themself from the newcomer with big dreams...he's too much like how they used to be.

Imagine reader is an informant pawn for the Captain to use against other pirates. They are used to having their body bartered and sold, at the mercy of their Captain...so when Buggy offers bold declarations and vows of adoration, their defenses fall and let the young man in.

Imagine the reader being forced to reject the young, starry-eyed Buggy at the command of their Captain. Imagine Buggy on his knees, pleading with reader to explain their sudden change of heart. Imagine reader's cold, emotionless glare piercing his heart: You are nothing to me. You're nothing but a clown who can't tell when the joke's on you.

Imagine your rejection is the reason why Buggy swears himself to becoming King of the Pirates: To be worthy of winning back reader's love. Imagine this is the moment that Buggy turns hard to the world - the moment his makeup becomes a mask.

Would anyone be interested in reading a Moulin Rouge!Buggy AU if I wrote it?? I'm seriously fiending for Buggy and this AU makes so much sense to me I really hope that others might be interested !

#buggy x reader #buggy imagine #buggy the clown #opla #one piece imagine #opla imagine #Obsessive young Buggy makes me FERAL #Moulin Rouge #Au #One Piece AU #Buggy Smut

[aq2003]

love wins (x)

#ayda aguefort #fig faeth #fantasy high #fantasy high sophomore year #fhsy #figayda #dimension 20 #d20 #my art #first time trying to draw a kiss . jury out on whether this looks good or not . im sorry queens #btw. pose referenced from moulin rouge but i dont want to imagine an actual figayda moulin rouge au </3 i refuse </3

[once-upon-an-imagine]

And how about the Elephant Love Medley?

I did watch Moulin Rouge recently, bare with me, love😂😍

send me a song

OH MY GOD! for the Elephant Love Medley I have three words for you...

JAMES

FLEAMONT (Idk if Fleamont is canon or official but we're rolling with it!)

POTTER

I believe this needs no further explanation 😂

#james potter #james potter imagine #james potter x reader #james potter headcanon #elephant love medley #moulin rouge

[celestialvoid-fanfiction]

Sterek Moulin Rouge AU: Stiles is a writer who wants to get away from the suffocating standards of his small town. His father doesn’t approve of him going to Paris but he knows he can’t stop his son.

But on his first day in the city, Stiles gets roped into helping a performing troupe preparing a show that is yo be performed at the famous Moulin Rouge by the legendary performer, Derek Hale.

Unbeknownst to them, the Moulin Rouge is in trouble. Derek and his uncle Peter are trying to save it by having Derek romance an affluent benefactor.

However, there’s a mix up of the meetings, and when Stiles goes to present the idea for a show to Derek, Derek falls in love with him. But the dream is short lived when Derek realises Stiles is a penniless writer and not their benefactor, and their benefactor is the possessive, arrogant Kate Argent.

Derek manages to get Kate out of the room before she sees Stiles there, but Derek collapses in Stiles’s arms, unable to breathe and Kate barges back in to see Stiles holding Derek. Derek quickly covers for them, saying they’re rehearsing a play: Stiles’s play.

Kate agrees to fund the play on the condition that Derek is contracted to be hers. Peter has to agree.

But Stiles and Derek find ways to be together during practice.

But Derek’s hiding a secret. Years ago, when his family died in a house fire, he inhaled the smoke and it caused serious health issues. He has been sick for a while: running out of breath easily, coughing up blood and ash, and passing out. But it’s getting worse.

Kate finds out and tries to tear Stiles and Derek apart, threatening to have Stiles killed, but Stiles storms the stage at the opening night of the play. Derek professes his love to stop Stiles leaving, but as the curtain falls, Derek collapses.

#sterek #sterek au #sterek moulin rouge au #teen wolf au #teen wolf moulin rouge au #sterek imagine #imagine sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #eternalsterek

[eurydices-carnation]

found out moulin rouge was inspired by orpheus and Eurydice...Reeve Carney and Eva Noblezada as Christian and Satine when?

#Please god that would be so amazing #Imagine their come what may... #hadestown musical #eva noblezada #reeve carney #orpheus and eurydice #orphydice #hadestown broadway #hadestown #musical theatre #theatre kid #broadway musicals #moulin rogue broadway #moulin rouge

[aceofallspades]

the real question is, if aziracrow were in moulin rouge, who would be satine and who would be christian

#my initial thought is crowley as satine because look at him #but then imagine him singing el tango de roxanne #maybe this is too niche #good omens #good omens 2 #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #moulin rouge

[fatherforgivethem]

“Come what may, I will love you until my dying day”

“We’re going away from you, away from the Duke, away from the Moulin Rouge!”

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Aegon and Helaena were never supposed to love each other. But one look at her, one perk of the ear at her voice, and he couldn’t sleep without seeing her face. He was her savor, the one who saw her for what she truly was. They were each others sins and devout loves…

They were forbidden…

They were destined…

(A Helaegon Moulin Rouge moodboard cause I love them!) shoutout to @zae5 for helping me figure out the right tools for moodboards!!!! 💓💓💓

#aegon ii targaryen #helaena targaryen #helaegon #I weirdly really like this! #moulin rouge #please imagine them singing cause I love it #moodboard #hotd au #hotd #if you want to use this as a fic promt just let me know!! #Aegon x helaena #helaegon nation we rise

[bi-bard]

I would pay an unhealthy amount of money to hear Taron Egerton sing something from Moulin Rouge…

…and I mean anything other than “Your Song” for obvious reasons…

(Maybe we should all… politely push him)

#fanfiction #imagine #x reader #taron egerton x reader #taron egerton fanfiction #taron egerton imagine #taron egerton #moulin rouge

[lightasthesun]

help!!! just made eye contact with someone who had the most electrifying blue eyes I've ever seen!! gonna be out of commission for the next two weeks while I daydream about the life we will never have together :)))

#sorry can't come to the phone rn im busy planning my imaginary wedding !! #the prettiest smile too #he was my bartender at the moulin rouge theatre #such a good cocktail too #went back after the show but the bar was already closed :( #it wasnt meant to be #irl #I'm not the only one that meets people and imagines entire scenarios around them right??

[tutuandscoot]

Oh nothing, just Scott getting Tessa out of their Moulin Rouge ending pose.

#this is one of the first things that sent me crazy about them. #namely the bun cuddle in the first one #but really all of them. #it inadvertently shows what incredible care and awareness he has for her. #understanding the position she is in #her character- having just died and to make it believable she has relaxed and he is holding her ‘lifeless’ body #so to make sure it’s not uncomfortable or difficult for her to get up he helps her all the back to her feet. #supporting her head means she isn’t going to strain or hurt her neck getting up. #and gives her time to get back on balance. #these are all minuscule things but along with everything else is inductive of what a caring #protective partner he is for her. #this is so important to me I get so emotional over it I love staring at any version of it #especially when it ends with one of their ‘I need your body to be part of my body. I need our skin to be one’ kind of embrace #also that first one he wraps his fingers all the way round her neck my god the exhilaration of that moment #that energy running through them I can’t even imagine there would be nothing like it #and to feel that together/that running through both of them an interesting each other holding that close #god what a magical experience #fd: moulin rouge #moulin rouge ending #and their cuddles

[avesx8]

You and Drew trying something different (and new) for date night. You were both actually quite excited.

#alternate universe #drew starkey #drew x reader #imagination #moulin rouge #date night

[coginthemachine]

watching moulin rouge for the first time (yeah i know fuck off) and it's a really good thing i didn't see this when i was like, 10 or my life could have taken a much more embarrassing trajectory

#moulin rouge #i would have been the most annoying fucking theater kid imaginable

[linn-94]

Chapter 4: Backstage

"Yes, yes I am Sophie." I said not sure of myself.

"Come with me, Aaron asked for you backstage." The usher said to me.

From that moment on I was thinking in my head. Why did Aaron ask for me? We just met eachother this morning in the park. We didn't talk that much.. and when we got coffee it was just a small conversation. I don't know anything about the guy.

"Uhhm Soph, is this man taking us where I think he is taking us?" Melissa asked confused.

I looked at her with an also confused look at my face. "I think he does Lis."

I heard Melissa cheering quietly behind me.

I laughed a little because of how happy she was with the fact the usher was taking us backstage.

I never went backstage at a musical and neither did Melissa. We always dreamed about it though. We used to joke around at how funny it would be if something like that would happen to us, but we also realised it was the most unrealistic thinking we ever did.

Well, at least we thought it was. Right now it was all coming true.

We followed the usher and he opened a door to backstage. Melissa and I did a little happy dance, but the usher didn't notice.

The usher knocked on one of the dressingroom doors. It took a minute, but then the door opened.

"Thanks Hank!" Aaron said to the usher.

"No problem Aaron, have a great night." The usher said and he walked away.

Aarons look turned to me, he smiled with a twinkle in those beautiful blue eyes of his.

"Hi Sophie." He said softly.

"Hi Aaron." I said a little awkward, still not knowing why he wanted me back here.

"I brought my best friend Melissa with me, I hope you don't mind?"

"That's okay, best friends are important and you were together at the show." He said and looked at Melissa. Then he held out his hand to Melissa.

"Hi, I'm Aaron Tveit." He said.

"H.. h..hii I'm Melissa." She said while shaking Aarons hand.

"You were pretty awesome tonight."

"Thank you Melissa, that is very kind of you to say." Aaron responded. While she was talking to Aaron, Melissa had to blush a little. She didn't know how Sophie was so calm at that point.

"So Sophie, thank you for comming backstage, I saw you enjoyed the show?"

Now it was my time to blush, because I knew I looked like an idiot for the whole show.

"It was just mindblowing." Was the only thing I could say.

"I could see that on your face." He said laughing slightly.

"So uhm come inside the dressingroom." He said.

Melissa and I walked inside. The dressingroom was not very big but also not too small. In the corner there was a couch, he had a big mirror and some chairs. It was a cosy dressingroom. I walked to the couch and sat on it, not really knowing what to say or do. Melissa followed me to the couch clearly lost as well.

It took me all my courage but I asked Aaron the question. "Aaron why did you invite me backstage?"

"Uhh well uhh." He also didn't really know what to say. "Look Sophie I just met you today but I think you are a great and lovely girl. And I saw you and Melissa enjoying the show so much that I wanted to give you guys something to remember."

I looked and Aaron and I smiled. He smiled back at me. For a moment there was complete silence in the room.

"Aaron I.. I uhh..." I tried to say something but then somebody knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Aaron said.

The door opened and there was Ricky. He looked into the room and saw Melissa and me.

"Oh I'm sorry." Ricky said. "I didn't know you had company man."

"Don't worry about it." Aaron said lightly.

"Ricky I want to introduce you to Sophie and her best friend Melissa."

Ricky shook are hands and kept looking at me.

"Isn't Sophie the girl you..." Ricky tried to finish his sentence, but Aaron didn't let him.

"They saw the show tonight." He said quickly. "They were in can can and were blown away by the show."

"Oh yeah I saw that dude." Ricky said.

"Well it was nice to meet you and Aaron I will text you later." Ricky waved us goodbye, walked out of the room and closed the door.

"I'm sorry about that." Aaron said. "I didn't tell him that I was having you guys over."

I looked at Melissa and we both thought the same thing. This was the dream. Being backstage with Aaron and meeting Ricky.

"Would you girls like to take a picture?" Aaron asked.

Melissa and I both nodded yes.

So we took turns on taking a selfie with Aaron and then made a picture of eachother with Aaron. The pictures were taken on the couch in his dressingroom. And when he sat down next to me he immediately put a hand on the small of my back. I blushed again and didn't know what to do but just smiled.

After taking pictures with Aaron we decided that it was time to go home. I asked him if I could post the picture on my instagram and he said yes.

We hugged eachother goodbye and Aaron let us out of the theatre.

When walking home I talked to Melissa about our evening and how amazing it was.

We got to my appartment and Melissa and I hugged eachother goodbye. I walked inside my building and Melissa walked a few blocks to her appartment.

When I got into my appartment and sat down on the couch. I opened Instagram and posted my picture on my feed. Caption: A night to remember. I tagged Aaron into the picture and put away my phone. I got into the bathroom and got myself ready for bed. When in bed I checked my phone for the last time and saw it. It was real!! I blushed.

#moulin rouge broadway #aaron tveit #fanfiction #aaron tveit fiction #aarontveitfanfiction #aarontveitfiction #broadway #ricky rojas #aaron tveit imagine

[once-upon-an-imagine]

I was about to send an idea for a dialogue... but the song thing sounds interesting.

And my song of choice is... El Tango de Roxanne, Moulin Rouge movie version, though. I am so very curious about who does it remind you of. 😈

send me a song

El Tango de Roxanne - Moulin Rouge Soundtrack

oh my God! this made me want to rewatch Moulin Rougue! Ewan McGregor 🥰🥰 I had to at least rewatch the scene and OH MY GOD! so, at first I thought Sirius... but then I thought... Remus!

reader being either part of The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black or just a very well-known pureblood family and Remus meeting her through Sirius and instantly becoming INFATUATED with her! and same goes for her, she instantly falls in love with him but it is definitely a forbidden love! taking into consideration the entire thing with the scene and the whole

First, there is desire Then, passion Then, suspicion Jealousy, anger, betrayal! Love is for the highest bidder, there is no trust Without trust, there is no love! Jealousy, yes, jealousy!

taking a different turn for it instead of the reader being based on the literal Roxanne lyrics, instead her having to marry someone else rather than her true love, Remus in this case, and I pictured someone like Lucius Malfoy or one of the Lestrange brother literally bidding with her parents for her hand and being maybe a dance or a party or something and Remus is there somehow and he sees her dancing with all of these men and building all of this jealousy inside him even if he knows she does not want to and she'd much rather be with him, idk I love this song and I think it would be something suuuuper dramatic, intense and angsty, just like the song  😂 if you have more ideas, it can maybe become a full story? what do you say, love?

#remus lupin #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin headcanon #send me a song #the roxanne tango #moulin rouge