CLOUDDD HIII I FEEL BAD FOR REQUESTING
DO YOU THINK YOU CAN DO YAN VERLAINE PLEASSAESES I NEVER SEE YANDERE STUFF WITH HIM AND IM JUST WNSADHBKF I HAD NO IDEA WHTA TO REQUEST AS LONG AS ITS HIM BUT WOULD YAN!VERLAINE X READER WHOS ALWAYS TIRED WORK? IF NOT FEEL FREE TO IGNNORE THNAK OU
HIHIHI IM SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU IN MY INBOX! and yes ofc i’m starved of verlaine content myself so this will do nicely. thank you for requesting! 🫶
When His Darling is Always Tired Because of Work; Paul Verlaine
Format: Headcanons and scenario
Possible warnings: Dark content, unhealthy relationships, manipulation, yandere themes
When Verlaine first met you, he immediately took note of how you tended to work until you grew tired. He could understand your struggle with overworking yourself because he most likely struggled with it due to his assassinations and all.
Verlaine, of course, didn’t know he had the same issue as you. He really doesn’t consider himself as human, so why should he think of human emotions and put labels on them? It didn’t make sense to him.
Before kidnapping you he would try to make you take breaks. If you didn’t want to comply with his ‘suggestions,’ then he would most likely forcibly pick you up and set you down on a couch.
You didn’t save your file before he turned off your laptop? That’s quite unfortunate, but you should have listened to him. It was a consequence of your own actions in his mind.
When he did this though, he didn’t know why he was doing it. Did he really care for a human? How preposterous.
But when he saw that you were struggling more so than usual, he knew he had to do something about it. Maybe it was because he pitied you, or maybe it was because he didn’t want you to tire yourself into an early grave. He didn’t know the answer, nor did you.
Regardless, in his mind, he thought that kidnapping you was the only way to stop you from indulging in this bad habit of yours.
If he kidnapped you, then he could force you to stop working. But if you were persistent, he’d monitor your working hours so you don’t get extremely tired. After all, he wanted some of your attention before the two of you went to bed for the day.
Scenario…
Currently you were sitting on your couch, typing away on your laptop. You were working on a document that was due that night, and you had barely any time for breaks.
You were getting tired, and you were starting to doubt that your body would keep up with the rapid movement of your fingers. You felt like you were going to pass out at any minute. It didn’t help that you were awake for the whole day; no naps, no snack breaks, nothing.
Your so called “boyfriend” was sitting at a table a few feet away from you, looking over some documents. Verlaine wouldn’t allow you to look over said documents though. Your best guess as to why he wouldn’t let you look at them was because they included some information about his next target.
Occasionally Verlaine would look over at you, making sure you’re alright. Each time he looked at you though, you could sense a small emotional buildup growing within him. You didn’t know what it was about, and you didn’t dare ask. Sometimes his emotions were erratic to say the least, and you didn’t want to accidentally set him off.
Eventually when you were almost done with your paper, Verlaine stood up from the table. He then grabbed a pear from the small fruit dish on the table, took a small bite, then headed over towards you. His expression was unreadable, as per usual, but nonetheless it still sent not so pleasant shivers down your spine.
“Do you need something?” You asked, making sure to hide any traces of tiredness from your voice.
“Stop working,” he said as he sat next to you, his voice stern. “You look tired. I don’t want you to get overworked.”
You weighed out the options in your mind for a few moments. Take a break for a little bit and risk not meeting your deadline, or risk setting off your “lover.”
Verlaine wrapped an arm around your shoulders as he waited for a response. Every now and then he would bite into his pear until he eventually finished it up. He then threw the core into a nearby trash can and looked back at you.
“Fine. I’ll take a break,” you said with a sigh. You then saved your document and shut off your laptop.
“Good, good,” he spoke, his French accent appearing slightly heavier than usual. Maybe the documents he was reading over were in French? You didn’t know how accents worked. “Now, let’s spend some time together, hm? You clearly need it, my love.”
You held your tongue from saying anything you’d regret. “Of course! That sounds nice!”
Verlaine immediately wrapped his arms around you and pushed you into the couch. He then rested his head onto your chest and took a deep breath. You were slightly uncomfortable since you really know this guy per say, but you would admit it felt… nice.
“You should quit your job,” Verlaine murmured as he guided your arms to wrap around his body. “It’s not good for you.”
“But I need the money for rent,” you argued.
“I can cover all of your expenses. I have a high paying job,” he sighed. “And besides, I only want you to rely on me. I can provide anything you have ever wanted.”
“I’m an independent person. I’ll be fine,” you tried to reason.
“I don’t believe that one bit. You need me, admit it.”
Your eyebrow slightly twitched and you tried to keep a neutral expression. You knew the only thing you could do in this situation was to lie.
“You’re right. I need you,” you said with a sickeningly sweet tone of voice.
Verlaine let out a small sigh of content then kissed your cheek. “I’m glad you know that. I love you, my dear.”
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joel miller x male reader
Pairing: male reader x joel miller
Summary: you don’t like doing what Joel tells you to do (but cute?)
Splinter
Whenever Joel told you to do something his way you went out of your way to do the opposite. The way he was always right annoyed you(in a playful way) and you wanted to push his buttons. When he said the coffee is still too hot you still took a big gulp, burning you tongue and him saying a ‘told you so’. When he said it was gonna rain soon you made sure to go out in only a tshirt and it did rain. Weatherman Joel (as you called him then) said ‘I told you so’, as you walked back to your place from a meeting, your clothes completely soaked. In the winter when he told you to use a drier piece of firewood to start the fire, you kept trying with the piece of wood you found outside in the snow and he watched you try to start the fire for 30 minutes until he took over, replacing the fire material with drier ones, adding the ‘told you so’.
In early July you were already preparing for the cold winder. So you, Tommy and Joel were making sure the town had enough firewood to keep warm during the upcoming cold days. Tommy was chopping the wood, sometimes switching with Joel. You mostly helped to place the logs neatly on top of each other into a organized pile.
Joel told you to wear gloves to protect your hands from splinters. Obviously you didn't. "You're an incredibly stubborn man, (y/n)" Joel he shook his head watching you carry the pieces of wood with your bare hands.
You let out a hissing 'ah' as exactly that happened, getting a splinted right under your thumb on your palm. Joel looked over immediately at your reaction. "Well there you go." he shook his head in a told-you-so manner. "Show me." he walked over to you, taking your left hand in his own and examining it. "That's pretty deep. And a pretty big one." he muttered. You couldn't help but to laugh. Joel looked at you and sighed, "very funny." He softly pushed your skin down around the splinter to see if it would come out. You winced at the pain.
"It's fine. I'll deal with it later." you said, but didn't pull your hand back from his. "No. Come with me." he decided to ignnore you, letting Tommy know you'll be back soon, never letting go of your hand.
You absolutely loved it when Joel took care of you. Maybe subconsciously that's why you kept doing things the other way. When you burned you tongue he immediately brought you a glass of water to ease the pain. When you got soaked during heavy rain he got you clean warm clothes, often his own shirts, to replace the ones you were wearing.
So there you were with the giant painful splinter in you hand, just like he said would happen. Joel found tweezers and a half empty bottle of antiseptic. You sat down and he sat next to you. "Hand." he demanded, so you lifted you hand up again. He cleaned the tweezers and started to try to get the splinter out with them, supporting your hand with his own again.
"I'm getting a feeling you keep doing this on purpose."
"You think?" you asked back with a grin and he looked over with a smile. "I can't believe I have to babysit a grown up man more than Ellie." Joel teased. He managed to pull the splinter out.
"Thanks, Miller. I'd like those gloves now."
"Told you so."
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This makes me angry beyond words:
And that is ignnoring the fcat that Asgard isn't ancient scandenavia, it is literally a magical alien world in space with acsess to all the nine AND Loki is from the ruling Dynasty meaning he has access to ALL the importas ...
But lets ignore that
Like, they have grapes aka fruits? Awesome that means they have bees, that means they have honey
Meaning they can make idk ...
But viking ... I hear you wining
Yeah, exactly vikings, traded with the middle east, propably brought recipes home.
Once you have access to sugar/honey, you can do all kinds of amazing things if you have only access to natural ingridience.
Again, see the middle east
For fucks sake, Inuit have invented icecream (they use animal fat instead of milkfat that is the whole difference)
This is so violently ignorant it is not even fun anymore!
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also, in the past theree (?) days i ate like one piece of cake, i just feel so clean, i dont even feel hunger anymore.
my scale is broken so i cant even check how much i have gained in "reco", im really scared its going to be +8kg or smth
im so stressed in the last few weeks, diploma work, tests, matura exams, half of my closest family is literally dying (my beloved grandma too) + im jealous of my bfs new friends. i told him that im worried that they are going to replace me and he started yelling at me that "oh i cant have friends anymore?' you can, but something in them is worrying me.
i feel like im a wreck mentally and a person I love is telling me to get my shit together. i feel like im an unimportant person in our relationship, if that makes sense. i always care about his problems, i always reach out to him, but when i have a problem, he either ignnores it, tells me to starve to death or, what hurt the most, your grandma wont live forever"
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sorry long question trying figure out verbal label you seem know things lot want to ask person who no misinfo. am not non/semi but brain block word cant 🗣 lot word 95%, type hard. would antiverbal work? demiverbal not fit and hard say. meaning “against word” as brain fight even thought word at point when this feel push down on speak. so sorry for strange type and bold dont talk lot when word this bad but forgetful didnt want to. can ignnore any reason no pressure you are person with choice but appreciate help if respond thank you. :]
I don't think that this word already has another more important meaning, so I guess feel free to coin and use it... If anyone of my followers is aware of some bad connotations or other reasons why it better shouldn't be used, please let me know (lifted index finger emoji) ☝🏼!
As far as I'm concerned, I think you're good
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