ok ok so… I kinda have this premature concept: a canon divergence in history where Hector actually did murder his ex fiancee and her mother (but failed to kill himself) in 1831. And then he just went full mad and murderous! He accepted his dangerous nature and became a killer. Then when he and Mendelssohn met again in Leipzig, he becomes obsessed/inlove with him to the point that he murdered people for him. Mendelssohn somehow? reciprocated? the feelings?? but became terrified when he figured out his true nature.
Ye, just an idea.
Hey, you might want to make a full on story or comic out of it >:3 thats a super idea!
otp prompt: persons A and B are chilling in a living room testing out A’s perfect pitch. suddenly A has the idea to work out the pitch of various percussive sounds, so B starts hitting their body at various frequencies. this culminates in B smacking their ass in front of A, who secretly is amused by the suggestiveness.
A commands B to continue as the pitch cannot be determined quite yet. (not really. it’s a C#.)
B continues slapping their ass.
“Again,” A says. “Again.”
Ahh a great idea for a Berlix fanfiction I sense >:3
“He has been my guide in everything; every morning I would go to find him, he would play me a Beethoven sonata,”
“We would sing Gluck’s Armide,”
“Then he would show me around all the famous ruins which I confess did not impress me very much,”
“Mendelssohn is one of those pure souls such as are very rarely found; he believes with conviction in his Lutheran religion, and I would sometimes shock him deeply by making fun of the Bible,”
“I owe to him the only bearable moments I have enjoyed during my stay in Rome.”
((@weirdagnes Here ya go an angsty berlix fanfiction from me XD Spoiler alert its cheesy and cringy, Im not that good with writing these stories, I just mostly write discusions xd))
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Hector:
Seconds are flying by the more Hector looks at the grandfathers clock in front of him. It makes him nervous just by looking at the black numbers written by hand on the clock. Why does it have to be there, why do people even need a clock in the living room, it’s a place to relax and have fun, not a place to worry about the time they have left. Hector decides to look away and try and ignore the damn sound. Perhaps he will feel less nervous, it’s not easy to meet your old friend after a while. Did he change? His music certainly didn’t, it’s as magnificent as always, perhaps even better!
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of the door. It’s him, his old friend Felix Mendelssohn, still looking like the fine gentleman he is, with his curly, brown sideburns and soft skin. But Felix himself doesn’t look well, having bags under his tired eyes and being pale, only a tint of red could be seen on his cheeks. His hair is quite messy and a small smile plastered across his face. Dear God, thought Hector to himself, he doesn’t look well at all!
“Felix, my dear Friend, what happened?” said Hector with his French accent. No matter how hard he tried he couldn’t get rid of it. He streched out his hand, hoping that Felix might shake it, but he didn’t. “Oh, I am a little bit tired Herr Berlioz, nothing to worry about.”
Felix:
Why, just why did he need to come. He looks horrible and now that Hector has seen him, just, how will he manage all this. It’s all his fault, he shouldn’t have befriended them, now, all his friends worry about his well-being. Its tiring to see that he is the reason they are all worried. Felix can’t hold this anymore, he can’t hide his feelings no longer, it’s sad to see that Berlioz is the unlucky one. Perhaps he should wait until he leaves? Yes, that seems reasonable, for now.
“Really, it’s alright my Freund, please, do sit, I assume it was a long trip?”
“Well, if it weren’t for you I would definitely be tired. On the other hand, the trip was quite nice” Although Hector talked about the trip and how interesting it was, Felix didn’t listen to him. Something in the darkest corner of the room caught his attention “. Do you really think he cares about you that much?”, one voice behind him said. “He just came here to bother us, but that won’t stop us.”, another whispered. Felix turned around, trying to find the source of the voices.
“Is everything alright monsieur Mendelssohn?”. Felix turned around and only nodded, he didn’t have the energy to talk, but as he looked up to Hectors eyes he saw a black, devilish, creature slithering and climbing Hector, after which it proceeded to extend itself to the level of Felixs face: “You can see us now, can’t you? We will have a great time together, isn’t that right Felix?”, the voices continued. “No. Please. No.” cried Felix. Though what he didn’t realize was that Hector asked him that question. “Monsieur Mendelssohn, you always liked when we went out together to watch an opera, are you busy then? We could rearrange- “, “No its fine, I am kind of tired at this very moment. What date was it again?”
Hector:
“Well its next Monday, my opera Fantastique, I will be conducting and- “Hector was interrupted by Felixs cries, “Just stop already, please.” He really doesn’t feel alright and Hector knew that he needs to help him. Perhaps a hug would be just fine? But how would Mendelssohn react. He never showed his feelings to anybody. But a small voice in his head is telling him to do it, so why not try, after all, it could help. Hector got up from his seat and stood next to where Mendelssohn were. Still he didn’t feel quite well for doing this, something in him is stopping his whole body from hugging Felix.
But, little by little, he leaned forward. Felix didn’t notice him, his eyes filled with tears. Slowly, Hectors hands wrapped around Felix, he felt his uneven breathing and hot forehead. His hands were stone cold and shaking, but, second by second, he calmed down. “There, there monsieur Mendelssohn, I am here to help, isn’t that why friends are for?”
HEY YO SO L IKE,, ((dont read this for the betterment of your health-))
some of y’all probably wondering (or not) why i ship these hot dads two loveable geniuses right here
yes, yes, it’s weird, almost out of blue. Even i thought so at first XD but lemME EXPLAIN-
it all began with reading random facts about my boye felix, then i read about him and this familiar i’ve-learned-about-you-last-school-year Hector Berlioz exchanging batons. So felix gave him his fancy leathered baton, and hector only some kind of stick. So i felt the tea right there, and u know i feed off from angsty & hurt/comfort ships so i decided to search deeper in their interactions. Admittedly, they haven’t had much interaction except their little trips in Rome but after departure, i think they haven’t contacted since (i feed off from minor ships, i luv them)
Then I sipped more Tea™, and apparently their “friendship” is kind of one-sided on Berlioz’s side oof. Mendelssohn compliments some of his works, but leaves the rest unreviewed (Hector noticed this). He even thought Hector’s music was so bad lol it was even said in an article that possibly the cruelest remarks came from Mendelssohn oof. But he actually liked him personally, just not his music. It seems to me like Mendelssohn regard their friendship more for formality and because they both are in the same field (which is music). But Berlioz, on the other hand, wanted their friendship to blossom! (he’sanextremelylonelymanplslove him-) He sent a letter to Mendelssohn saying “hey my dearest, pure, kind, glorious and magnificent friend, lemme me remind u that we have this ‘friendship’. So just sayin’, it depends on u if u wanna make it stronger idk just be my friend pls send me back lmao thanks” ((note: he likes to put lotsa adjectives when referring to Mendelssohn lol))
One more thing is their character. Based on all infos and letters i’ve read, I have come to a shtty conclusion that Mendelssohn is this friendly but can-be-cold, sunshine-y puritanical boye repressing himself from fully expressing his feelings (he dead inside) , and Berlioz is this gentle lone wolf who is straight out honest of his feelings (too honest he could’ve killed someone lol). It would be more fun to poke at their personalities if i knew how to write. tbh from that, i could write so much good sht ((ah yes, problematic people)) If I would rewrite this in modern words: Mendy is the repressed religious boye and Berbli is the expressive introverted weirdo XDD
So lemme summarize; i shipped Berlix because:
It had so much potential, only wasted by the lack of interaction between the two and that is what I’m trying to fill.
One-sided angst
Contrasting characters
ye pretty much. Btw @thegurlygamer this is my answer for the last ask XD
Boi lemme just say, this is the best answer to an ask ever, not joking. Like, you explained everithing. Thank you!
And Hectors letter to Felix XD. Cant stop laughing. “Plz be my friend”
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