stormslullaby

[stormslullaby]

stupid question, but could i get some random questions about verlaine? headcanon stuff? silly stuff for him to be confused over. maybe some ooc positivity? i hate to ask but... yeah. it'd be a nice distraction.

[stormslullaby]

this song is just verlaine tbh

[stormslullaby]

hc + 😨 for a fear-themed headcanon

thematic headcanons.

there isn't much that verlaine fears, but the one thing that still plagues him is the loss of control. just thinking about the possibility of someone controlling him the same way that pan did makes him physically ill. guivre may not be a problem for him anymore, but he does obsess over the possibility of a similar drug being created and someone getting an extremely lucky hit on him.

it's not a fear that he wants to face again, leading him to becoming a bit of a control freak. he won't accept any kind of food or drink from people that he doesn't know, and sometimes even from people that he knows, unless he's watched it be prepared. he refuses to let himself be controlled like that again.

@frost-eyed-autumn

[stormslullaby]

feeling kinda eepy today so ♥ this for a meme in ur inbox. multis, specify what muse u want it for or im picking at random. that is a very loving threat.

[stormslullaby]

he listens in silence for the most part, pale eyes lowering to the document in his hand once more. but the last part catches him off guard and he glances up once more, brow furrowing now. the amusement is written all over his face, even if he purses his lips and tries to not laugh.

verlaine stays quiet a moment longer before speaking up, “ a christmas turkey... ” he repeats with a growing smile, “ tell me before you do. i'd like to see that. ” snickering with a shake of his head. “ i'm willing to help you with all of the trouble he's caused me in the past. it'd be the perfect revenge. ”

His legs kick up over the desk, propping his head on his hand.

"Stupid Shitzai saw me helping some old lady cross the street. I'm sure he's running his stupid fish lips about it right now. Maybe writing a fucking one-man newspaper about it."

Cracks his eyes open to scowl ahead.

"Maybe I'll get a few dozen articles once he prints them and stuff him with them like a Christmas turkey."

[stormslullaby]

if you don't know what to send me if i like inbox calls and u aren't feeling ic, just know that i love being asked about headcanon stuff bc i get to yap about verlaine and it makes me happy. or if you ever just wanna ask me stuff about headcanons, please do. i love filling in the gaps.

[stormslullaby]

Weekly memelaine dump + Gin

[stormslullaby]

fuck it, im just gonna start answering asks in ask form. im sorry im just an old man and its what im used to.

[stormslullaby]

hc + 💔 for a headcanon about a sad experience

thematic headcanons.

one of the first things that verlaine did when he returned to yokohama was go and get rimbaud's scarf from where it had been tied around the unmarked grave on that lonely cliff. while at that point it mostly smelled like the outside air, there were still traces of his scent that he clung to. during his anger and grief, he had wanted to burn it at first, and got close to doing it, but couldn't follow through with it.

one of the first things he requested when he was captured was a bottle of rimbaud's cologne. he would spritz everything with it, the scarf and his bed for the most part, often curling up with it and finding comfort in his scent again.

@memoryextrction

[stormslullaby]

hc + 💔 for a headcanon about a sad experience

thematic headcanons.

carrying chuuya home on the nights he drinks a bit too much and falls asleep is bittersweet for him. every time, he thinks back to carrying him out of the facility and just how small he was, and even if their realities are very different, they still share some similarities. there isn't much in the world that replicate the love he feels for chuuya, even if he knows that it isn't returned.

chuuya will always be his little brother, no matter how old he gets.

@frost-eyed-autumn

[stormslullaby]

“ then what're you worried about? ”

a brow furrows in genuine confusion, lips pursing into a thin line. they truly did exist in two very different worlds. he wasn't bothered by this incident in the slightest, but it weighed so heavily on his brother's shoulders. “ there's nothing to be worried about, chuuya. you'll get a slap on the wrist like i did and it'll be over. stop stressing yourself out; you're going to make your head hurt worse. ”

"No shit." He's not dumb enough to treat a drinking problem with another drinking problem, and his head certainly wouldn't forgive him for it, with how it was already pounding. "And its not the damn TV that worries me."

Not like he had much to fear from Mori. He trusted the Boss to be reasonable, all things considered. But the disappointment--

[stormslullaby]

@memoryextrction

“ twelvezieeeee! Didya see my last kill? The piltover pig was so funny to watch get eaten alive! “ - jinx

he'd be more surprised if he had missed it. she was rather flashy in her assassinations. it made him want to pick them apart, tell her what she can do instead of causing a scene that points back to her. pale eyes scan the city below from where he's comfortably perched. even if he loathed the methods to a degree, he could admire the reasons behind such violence.

“ i saw. ” verlaine's voice is as whisper-soft as ever, but his tone almost sounds annoyed. “ there're other ways of getting a message across, jinx; other ways of grabbing people's attention and have them whisper that it was you who caused this. people fear more when it's done quietly, but there's enough evidence that leads back to you. it causes a certain kind of quiet panic, a fear that creeps in slowly. hysteria will only lead to more idiots. ”

he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. “ you need to work on taming that beast inside of, make it listen to you. people may not have had much faith in you in the past, but i do. i see something within you that screams that you can. you can become everything that they fear, but you need to go about it a different way. ” a few beats of silence follow before eyes reopen and he looks at her properly. “ at the end of the day, none of it will matter. but don't you want that cold chill to settle over them when the realization sets in that all of this was your doing? ”

[stormslullaby]

“ i advise that you stay away from alcohol today since it's what caused this mess in the first place. ” as if verlaine wasn't the one that provided said alcohol, but what's done is done. crossing his arms over his chest, he sighs and looks him over. “ but don't worry yourself too much over it, brother. it was just a tv; it can be replaced. ”

@stormslullaby:

sets down some water for him. “ here. ”

Takes it and takes a sip, massaging his temple. "...gonna need a lot more than water for me to make it through this day."

Oh, he's in trouble. He's in so much trouble.

[stormslullaby]

slowly crawling through getting stuff done. are you guys proud of me?

[stormslullaby]

@memoryextrction

cupping his face, softly kissing him. he missed him. - arthur

the touch is familiar and soothing on its own. he closes his eyes with a deep breath before their lips meet, fingers tangling in dark locks. any time away from each other was too long. he lingers for a moment before moving back the slightest bit, pale eyes cracking open to meet gold ones.

“ bonjour, mon amour, ” a certain kind of warmth traces his voice. one that no one else would ever hear. “ come, sit with me. i've got some time before i need to start working. ” as if him working will make him send arthur away, but still.

[stormslullaby]

would you love Arthur if he were a worm?

he's both equally amused and confused. a brow furrows and the corner of his lip twitches. what kind of question is that? “ yes. i would still love arthur, even if he were a worm. ” shakes his head with a huff that may be amusement. after all, rimbaud still loved him when guivre still resided within him. why wouldn't he love him?

@memoryextrction

[stormslullaby]

hc + 😃 for a happiness-themed headcanon

much to many people's surprise, verlaine can experience genuine happiness. he becomes a bit more playful with certain people and sassy with the rest. he tends to be more relaxed as well and more willing to talk.

there's a shift in tone in the poetry that he writes. the topics become about love and family, the beauty in the world, or life's simple pleasures. he crochets more and finishes projects.

he's also just generally easier to be around and stomach his company when he's happy.

@frost-eyed-autumn : thematic headcanons.