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average-limbus-fan · 5 months
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Yan!ishy headcanons first. her cg of her true desire was insane
Alrighty then Yandere sinners it is :3
Yandere Ishmael Headcanons
* Like some of the other sinners her yandere version isn’t too different from her normal self
* She’ll still have the same harsh attitude she normally has but her words and insults will be more personal and they’ll cut deep
* Unlike some of the other sinners however she would know that what she was doing was wrong
* She simply doesn’t seem to care after everything she’s been through she thinks she deserves you
* You really should be grateful for her protection though since nobody else would be able to protect you like she can of course
* After all, …all she ever wanted was a purpose and without Ahab or Limbus Company her purpose would simply be you… and you have no choice but to go along with it
* Lest she break down your confidence and independence even more
* She’ll never even have to lay a hand on you… her words are enough
Yandere Sinclair Headcanons
* We’ve already seen that he can be prone to violent outbursts, as a yandere those would be intensified and more frequent
* He would also 100% guilt trip you into staying with him
* After all he’s already lost his family, he wouldn’t survive without you, would you really leave him to die?
* He knows to a certain degree that what he’s doing isn’t right, …but he can’t be alone again even if it means scaring you into staying with him
* And maybe threatening you…
* If he did ever harm you though, he would immediately apologize… and then make you out to be the villain for trying to “abandon” him
* He would never have hurt you if you just stayed by his side willingly… so your injuries are your fault to him
* And thus the cycle loops again
Yandere Hong Lu Headcanons
* Already has a history of being somewhat ignorant of normal social constructs this would make him one of the few yanderes who truly doesn’t see anything wrong with what they’re doing
* He was raised wealthy so he was used to getting whatever he wanted presumably
* And if he wanted you then he would have you
* No you don’t get a say in the matter
* Will mentally torment you into staying with him
* He also somehow knows where you are at all times…
* Has a sadistic glee to him whenever he “catches” you
* This is all a game of cat and mouse to him after all
* Overall not the worst yandere and as long as you don’t try to escape you’ll get whatever you want…
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schizoidcel · 1 month
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Hii! Saw that you’ve opened requests for project moon. What about Sinclair x reader (original universe or mirror) where reader was sure that Sinclair hates them. But Sinclair was just shy + his menacing gaze wasn’t particularly helping. Kinda hurt - comfort. Btw have a good day!
## CINQ!SINCLAIR x READER ★☆
🤍🖤 ﹒ ENGAGEMENT . .
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- notes ̽ ۪⠀i did cinq sinclair since i think he fit lol (for the other anon who reqeusted (yk who u r) ILL GET TO IT I SWEAR m just struggling abit but with the prompt u gave vut bear with me pls♡)
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𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : not proofread, MIGHT be abit the tiniest bit ooc
𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 : your new director lowkey scares the ever living shit out of you :heart:
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Oh he's terrifying
You were recently promoted to south section 4, and ofcourse you heard the things you dubbed as 'rumours' about the director of the branch.
Now, not only did you think wrong, but you felt like he had something against you
Yes, you talked to him from time to time, and from the way he spoke with you and with others you gathered that he was a timid and nervous man
But it all just changed when he was lecturing people, moreso if he was in an ACTUAL duel
Seeing him in the 'training hall' trying to teach tricks and whatnot to his underlings, but ultimately he either accidently ends up being too hard on them or
Uh
Actually just that .
Frankly you were abit scared to train under him aswell
Sure, he did seem truly kind hearted ..
So why is it that whenever you felt a stare on you, you felt like you were having a fight to the death with the south section 1 fixers
UEAG anyway
Soon enough, it was your time to train with him! Yay!
He had his eye on you (very obviously) and was excited to have a friendly training session with you<3
But you were (also very obviously) scared and reluctant around him, sighing alot
Which made the maneven more nervous 😭😭
He's used to people being frightened while getting trained by him but he genuinely thought he was nice with you so far and that you two had something going
Did he do something wrong. Why are you scared. He dosen't mean to bite he swears
He tries to distract himself from the fact you might REALLY REALLY not like him by straying off course and teaching you random ass association battle tricks everyone should actually be aware of (even though suprisingly you learnt some new stuff)
He can't properly express his emotions, it's a thing he struggles with
After interacting with him you can pick up that he's just a demure young man, one you'll have to be patient with
You'll have to reassure him that he's fine and he'll go back to normal! (as normal as he can got back to)
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────────── ♱ ❜ 🖤 . .
"G-good day, [name]! How are you?" The child asked, looking at them with curiosity. "...Well, you know, same old, same old... Ha. Ha. Haha." Some thoughts suicide got into their head for a moment.
However, the child didn't seem to care. Infact, he was ecstatic at the answer he had been given. "That's good to hear..! Uhm, as you're new, I'll make sure to teach you alot." He said with a smile.
Yet again, he wasn't entirely stupid. He could tell that everyone he duelled against had always been in a state of distress, and this time was no different.
What was different was the fact that the child had a newfound determination of trying his best to make sure the same incident dosen't happen again.
He had been wanting to talk to the newly promoted fixer for awhile now. At times, he would think of trying to figure out what to say that would be a good enough excuse to approach them.
He did not find this excuse, and kept staring at them for a long period of time accidently, which in turn inevitably brought upon a wrong idea in the head of his person of interest.
Sure, he was awkward, but he tried, and he found this a good oppurtunity. The child didn't want to give up.
"Alright, so..." He started to raise his voice just a little bit, not wanting to come off as too uncertain. "First, it's important to know the right way to yield the sword, but I'm aware you know that..." He chuckled abit, trying to lighten up the mood. He was in thought for abit, then began speaking once more.
"'Disengagement' is a commonly used tactic, as it is also very effective if executed correctly. I assume you also know of that?" The child questioned and proceeded to draw his sword.
The other child, dubbed [name], nodded their head. "I do." Although, the voice suggested more of a 'I don't actually know, but please let me be.' tone rather than a 'I know, and you don't have to teach me.' tone.
"Well, I would still like to teach you it in a more proper way. As your new director!" A sigh came out of the newly promoted Fixer's mouth, which made the child awkwardly chuckle. "...Uhm..." He thought he might've done something wrong. Not just in the interaction happening right now, but also the several times he attempted to be friendly with his person of interest, who now looked completely done and unnerved infront of him. Yet he couldn't focus on that right now. "Alright, let me demonstrate --"
The childs underling looked abit more stressed after he uttered those words, but they drew their sword aswell regardless.
The child proceeded to instruct his trainee.
It was obvious that both of them were in completely different physical spaces.
"'Pistol Grip', [name]." "Like this?" "N... No. Wait, let me -" "Ouch." "- Sorry!"
What was also kind of obvious was that they were in completely different mental spaces.
'Oh god. I can't keep going on like this... The awkwardness is killing me. I feel like I'm doing something wrong.' 'I wonder if director Quixote is singing in the Caféteria again...'
However, as both the children were distracted on the training field, an accident was sure to arrive soon.
Unfortunately, the director almost completely pierced through the shoulder of the one he trained. "Shit--" "O-oh dear..! [Name], I'm- I'm so sorry! I was..." The child panicked as he dropped his weapon and walked towards his trainee for today with haste, abit uncharacteristically. Thankfully, nobody really paid attention to nor noticed the both of them, due to the hall being so loud. The injured child groaned abit in pain as they clutched their shoulder, which made the directors heart fill up with guilt.
"A-again, I apologize sincerely, [name]. I'm just... Really distracted, I don't know how to explain it." He did, actually. He just really didn't want to because pf embarassment. "Maybe we should cancel the training session, I'll get you some assistance --"
"O-oh, director, don't worry about it." "..?" "It's alright. I know how you feel, actually. So I can understand. Cancelling the session really isn't necessary, It was probably my fault for treating this whole encounter weirdly in the first place... Maybe you in general, too. So I should apologize... Sorry."
The child looked abit taken aback from that statement, but shook his head and let out a relieved chuckle, "It's alright, please don't worry... I'm, uh, glad we resolved this." He smiled, a smile unusually soft and heart felt, especially coming from this one.
"Then, I hope you can come to me abit more in confidence if you need anything, [name]." The child seemed to have been abit more at ease now, which made him manage to speak quite normally.
He wondered if it would be considered weird to ask them to hang out later right in this moment.
"... I change my mind, can we bandage this?" "Ah, but ofcourse..!"
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HEARTS FOR UR REQUEST <3 i had fun writing this hes so pathetic lol. i added a scenario cus i didnt rlly know how to do the hcs (ALSO SORRY IF HES OOC? im not the biggest sinnie fan so i mightve messed up oops
on another note .. i wanted to use the narrator for the id uptie stories cus i feel like it'd be neater that way. so i didnt really describe every single emotional change but im sure yall can like figure out where and what
ૢ་༘࿐ thank you for reading ! Ⳋ᧙
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patchedrabbit · 11 months
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Pairing: Gregor Samsa (Limbus Company)/Fixer!Reader Warnings: Emetophobia Commissioned by @wizardofwoof Previous | Next
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Gregor’s dreaming was always restless, troubled, agitated.
Usually plagued with nightmares, he thought he’d get used to it at some point. That point never came. In fact, it just made him more uneasy when his dreams weren’t horrific in nature.
Like this one. Too good to be true, the warmth holding him tightly and telling him everything he ever wanted to hear. How his work was finally done, how many people he saved and how he could rest. How he was loved, and how he could rest. To settle down with that Fixer from the Zwei, someplace far away from the City — such a place had to exist, didn’t it?
He doesn’t respond much in his dream, in the sense that he brought not much to the conversation. He did speak a lot, in quiet I love yous as he shivered in the embrace.
Dreams like that made him uneasy. But when he awoke, with everything ripped from him, he nearly ripped himself apart with it.
He lay in bed for a while, not doing anything, slowly catching his breath. Eventually, slowly, he forced himself from the not-comforting-enough sheets and trailed along the walls of Mephistopheles to meet up with the other Sinners.
“Vergil~ Ver… c’mon, don’t you think you owe us a little stop?”
Red pierced the dull light filtering through the bus windows, causing Gregor to squint and grumble under his breath. Rodion causing problems already? “I’m not sure what makes you think I owe you anything. Need I remind you that you work for the Company? You take on whatever I tell you to, with no complaints.” The manager’s ticking sped up as Dante tried to calm their boss. The Color placed a hand on their shoulder as he stepped away, instead opting to converse with Charon (but not before ordering them to get their Sinners under control with a huff.)
<Where exactly are you wanting to go anyway, Rodion?>
“Any number of places… ah, what were they… South Section 1? …3? 6?” “EAT,” Ryoshu spoke pointedly, once again not being clear with her intentions, despite how confident she sounded. And, as he usually does, Sinclair was the one to pipe up to elaborate on her odd acronyms. “I… think that means ‘Everything Already Told.’ Something like all of the above, right?” As if affirming Sinclair’s assumption, Ryoshu flicked her cigarette out the window and turned to face the group. “The areas listed belong to that of the Zwei Association,” she explained with a smirk, “the last group of Fixers we worked with.” With a nod, Dante turned their attention to Rodion again. <What do you want with them?>
Rodion glanced at Gregor from the corner of her eye, and instantly he felt hot. She wasn’t trying to set him up, was she? “I’m pretty sure one of them pocketed my chicken voucher off me… you don’t want to start paying for my meals now, do you? We’ll be in and out, I promise!”
What a load of shit, Gregor held back the spiteful phrase as he bit his lip and waited in his seat. It took quite a bit of asking from Dante (and quite a bit of translating from Faust), but eventually, Vergilius gave in on the pretense that he really didn’t want to spend more money than he had to on the Sinners — and, they argued, their money was his money. So they were going to find the Zwei Association, wherever they were.
The first stop was the 3rd South Section. Or was the ‘3’ part of the title, and not a method of categorizing? Such useless questions bounced around inside Gregor’s head, distracting him from the growing pit in his stomach that Rodion was slowly digging deeper. “You owe me for this.” “No, I don’t… I didn’t ask for it either.” “But you know it’s for the best, don’t you?” “...I didn’t say that.” Despite averting his gaze, he can still hear the woman stifle a chuckle, informing him that he was still as poor an actor as he ever was.
When Dante came to a stop and Faust began speaking in their place, it was clear to the rest of the Sinners that there was some sort of negotiation taking place. Rodion even sneaked to their sides to continue spreading her web of lies, leaving her friend to hope she wouldn’t cause more trouble.
Though, if she had gone through that much trouble, he should at least follow through on what he had said that night. Slipping past the crowds and into the office, he squinted his eyes as he searched and even began calling out one name in particular. Eventually, he saw a hand raised, and before it had even dawned on him, he was rushing to the spot with his heart pounding in his ears.
You had returned only moments ago from an individual mission, unloading your weapons and other necessities from your aching back. You laugh, amused at seeing the same brunet consecutively every other week, but you didn’t mind. The first meeting was a welcome one, after all, and your feelings remained genuine.
“I- I need… to tell you something,” he spoke through labored breaths, clearly having sprinted to your spot. “Shoot!” “Uh… I don’t think- not here, is there any chance I can pull you away for a minute?” The interaction seemed increasingly awkward, which only made you feel more worried about him. What could possibly have gotten him so riled up? How naive you must be.
Regardless, you agree, and just barely mention to get away from the eyes of the Company and the Association managers. You can’t tell if he’s averting his eyes due to the lowering sun, the light dancing on his face, though the words heavy on his tongue are all too obvious to himself.
“I love you,” Gregor says.
“Huh?” “The mission, the other day… I said ‘I love you.’ You didn’t hear me.” Your eyes widen as you’re shot with an almost cartoonish flashback. “Oh… oh, hah. Haha. You see, what’s funny is I did hear that, but I thought I made it up…” The soldier’s shoulders slumped, seeming to take the response as a negative. “Me too,” you add. It was his turn to respond, “Huh,” with the most dumbfounded look.
“I guess ‘I love you too’ would’ve worked better- sorry for the confusion!” He continues staring at you, not really registering the phrase. You grab the insectoid arm again, appreciating the texture once more.
Wordlessly, he grabs onto your other hand and just stares into the interlocking of your fingers.
“This’ll be convoluted, won’t it… promise you’ll visit more?” You question with a tilt of your head.
“Promise.” He opens his mouth again to add more but suddenly jerks free from your grasp as a round-up is called, causing his hair to frizz up. “Guess Rodion’s problem was solved…” “See you, Gregor Samsa.”
The look he gives you has the innocence of a newly formed butterfly.
“See you.”
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limbusimagines · 1 year
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Hi Mod Liqui! I'm so happy to see someone writing for LC. This game is so cool but a bit hard xD
Could you write a platonic! reader(gender neutral) x emil? Reader may or may not be a sinner. As for genre, maybe angst but with a happy ending? Like reader is in danger but our german boi is here to save us. Hope that makes sense lol
Thank you in advance!
p.s. sorry if I said smth dumb. I struggle a lot with english
Of course! Also no worries hehe, you came across perfectly fine! Congratulations on being the first ask!
Sinclair saving civilian Reader
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
You just had to have been stupid enough to dart out of your dingy home without checking the time properly. Your adrenaline fueled mind hadn't made the connection to cast a glance at the LED clock on your nightstand after you had realized your cat had bolted out of your apartment through a window you had forgotten to close.
Rushing through the streets in your pajamas like a disheveled madman, you hadn't yet realized the danger that would continue to arise with every call of your cat's name.
It was only once you found the poor thing with paws layered a deep black and fur matted with grime and dirt, fearfully trodden deep within the backstreets, you had realized the situation you were in.
While your adrenaline addled self was too busy coaxing your terrified cat down a rusted apartment fan unit she had somehow leaped to, a hulking figure began to approach you.
The unpleasant grind of metal against metal working in unison to approach you gave way to another presence and you were (unfortunately) able to recognize what this presence was.
Rusted plates, quiet whine of release valves, a stark and stained blade, and piercing amber glow.
It was 3am in the backstreets, and you found yourself in the middle of a sweeper cleanup.
Instincts kicked in, and you bolted.
Despite the frenzied thoughts going through your mind, you had managed to pick out a single coherent one & figured it was better you than your poor cat, who you wish you could've taken better care of.
You weaved corner after corner, ungracefully leaping across some piles of rubbish, nailing a couple of rough landings that your ankles nearly gave way to. You'd hadn't looked back at your pursuers to see if they had gained distance on you, you didn't want to.
You figured that, maybe, by some stroke of luck, if you could bear through the burning of your lungs and ache of your feet long enough, you would be able to run into a fixer office.
However, you approach a dead end.
Perfect. Excellent.
It was over, you had officially taken the reward for Dumbass Of The Year. You didn't even want to bother with a prayer or some grim ovation as a testament to your life as the seconds count down. Your cat was the only one who would've ever really known you were missing.
You let out a derisive snort and, in an act of complete defeat, hunched down. Accepting your gruesome end.
However, what bode for you wasn't exactly as you had thought.
Wet, light steps sounded out, the rhythm of it's approach sounded.. cautious? It was as if they were carefully inspecting the scene of some wreck, the metaphorical wreck being you. You could tell this wasn't a sweeper.
You looked up and, what you saw was a stark contrast to your expectations.
A short, dirty blonde boy, clad in a black coat with red accents and a slightly yellowed from age dress shirt with suspenders and a red tie.
He was carefully holding your cat.
"..Um, I think this is yours?" He delicately called out.
Despite your heart hammering out of your throat, you could tell from your assessment, he did not belong to any fixer association you were aware of, which did set off some internal alarms but he seemed to have no ill-intent and even went out of his way to fetch your cat.
"W..Where's the..-- There are sweepers," Your voice was frail and taught, "Here. There are sweepers out. One was..--"
The boy flinched and looked around, nervously scanning the area.
"Oh, um, I think I got that one that was targeting you..?" He looked back, clearly unsure of how to approach your terrified figure.
He cast a glance at your cat in his arms and delicately smiled.
"I never had a pet when I was young." He seemed unsure of what to say now, as he tentatively outstretched his arms as he lowered himself to the ground, letting your cat comfortably ease out of his hands.
You, on the other hand, leaned against the wall that caved you into this dead end, breathing a sigh of relief as you felt the adrenaline begin to wear off. Your lungs and feet were burning, but that couldn't have been as worse as death.
The boy looked at you with a sympathetic look, seemingly wanting to offer a reply, before your cat had begun to rub herself between his legs.
He let out a small laugh and you straightened back up to call out, "Mimi! Come on! you've caused enough trouble for the fixer tonight, last thing he needs is your dirty ass hair on his work suit!"
Despite your scolding words, there was a mental reassurance behind it. You had been saved, your cat had been saved, you could go home with her. You had known living in the backstreets was not a cakewalk and had heard of all the horror stories, so it was for that, you felt as if you could burst into tears.
"Heheh.. it's no problem, um.." The boy hesitated, you could tell that naturally in his manner of speaking he wanted to roll your name off his tongue but had not much to go by. You noticed this and shared it with him. He repeated it back to you to affirm he had been listening.
"Right, as I was saying," He cautiously reached to pick up your cat once again, who had still been lovingly rubbing her face against his legs, "It's really no problem."
He walked closer towards you, dropping your cat near your side as he took a couple of gentle pets on her head.
"She's a sweetheart." He remarked.
You pondered back on his earlier comment about never having a pet, and wondered why he had even bothered with you in the first place.
Almost as if he read your mind, he continued, "Uhm.. as I said earlier, I never really had a pet. Closest thing was the bugs and worms."
You let out a tiny smile, and gave him a curious stare.
"Bugs and worms?" You would've offered a witty follow-up, if it wasn't for the fact this man had saved you seconds ago, so you held your tongue.
He seemed to nervously recount his earlier sentence, as if he were embarrassed over saying the wrong thing, nonetheless he replied.
"Yeah.. um, I'd feel bad for stepping on them, I had named 'em too, y'know. So, when I heard you earlier, calling out for your cat and all, curiosity got the best of me and.. well, I don't think I could've not intervened."
Silence fell over the both of you, as you cryptically stared back at him.
"T-Thank you.." The light of the moon happened to catch his ID at a perfect angle and, you could make out his name from it.
"Sinclair. Huh.." A small smile tugged at the corner of your lips.
Mimi grazed her head against your chest, and you reciprocated the attention she craved.
"You're more than welcome to pet her, Sinclair." You follow up, "It seems she's taken a liking towards you."
The boy, now recognized as Sinclair, slightly tenses up. Uncertainty painting his expression as he muses on a thought.
"Well, I can't be here too long but.."
He cradles Mimi's head, hesitation to touch her completely dissolved.
"I think I can go and escort you two back." A gentle look falls over his face as he watches your cat, "Wouldn't want anything to happen to this sweet girl."
Your heart fills up a bit, not in the sense you were infatuated with Sinclair, but you were always appreciative of those that respect and dote on animals.
You had a feeling the walk back wouldn't be short of conversation between you two.
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lizziebolt · 2 years
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Hello, I’m Lizzie Bolt. I’m an artist and a writer and I’m looking for requests. I only do writing requests. Here is my request guide.
Franchises I’m in and write for: Ensemble Stars, Pokémon, Danganronpa (big maybe), Genshin Impact, Twisted Wonderland, and Limbus Company.
Faves: Leo (Enstars), Mao (Enstars), Kanata (Enstars), Steven Stone (Pokémon), Raihan (Pokémon), Grusha (Pokémon), Adaman (Pokémon), Hajime (DR), Shuichi (DR), Nagito (DR), Chongyun (Genshin), Wriothesley (Genshin), Cyno (Genshin), Riddle (TWST), Silver (TWST), Jamil (TWST), Sinclair (LCB), Yi Sang (LCB), Don Quixote (LCB).
Also I’m fine with almost anything. Sfw, Nsfw, Dark, or Fluff. But I don’t do F/F, only F/M and M/M (Nothing against F/F I just don’t know how to write that). If you request an “x reader” then let me know in your ask what gender you want the reader to be.
I look forward to your requests. And also no Anti’s. If you come to start problems then you will be immediately blocked.
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average-limbus-fan · 5 months
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Yandere Drabbles for Ishmael, Sinclair, and Hong Lu
(Note: Hong Lu’s part is on hold until his canto)
Introduction
The feeling of the boat quickly turning into a bus was definitely jarring but at least you were on solid ground once again, all the sinners had seemed to be in better spirits with the change too… well aside from Heathcliff but you knew he was preparing for something so you left him alone to join Ishmael at the back of the bus who was in the middle of glaring at Hong Lu and Sinclair the former of which was teasing Sinclair for the small bird keychain he carried around “my sister gave it to me” Sinclair said, quick to defend his trinket while Hong Lu continued his innocent verbal assault “aww that’s so cute you must’ve loved her a lot” he retorted much to the embarrassment of Sinclair. Ishmael meanwhile seemed incredibly unamused “could you both stop acting like children for once” she said annoyed. At this Sinclair snatched his keychain out of Hong Lu’s hand “Don’t… touch my stuff again” he said in a low tone surprising the three of you as he walked back to his Quarters. Hong Lu then flashed a wicked smile “if I knew I could get such a fun reaction out of him I would’ve taken that ridiculous keychain ages ago” he said, as you were throughly disturbed by both of their words. Ishmael then headed to the back quarters of the bus seemingly tired of the petty conversation, you decided to follow suit when an odd thought crossed your mind, you had seen just how cruel Ishmael had gotten during her “turn” out on the seas… especially when she had been reunited with Ahab against her will. That got you wondering, you knew all the sinners were far from good people and they have easily maimed each other and bystanders without a second thought… but surely they wouldn’t act like that around the people they actually loved would they? Well it is your job as their manager to bring out the best in them of course! …But sometimes you wondered… these thoughts continued as you fell asleep.
Ishmael
You “awoke” to the familiar feeling of swaying you had gotten accustomed to in the past few weeks, the unfamiliar feeling beside you however was more daunting. “Cmon how about you get up and try to make yourself useful for once” the voice said while getting up, causing you fall out of the sheets in terror… and that’s when you realized it wasn’t you’re bed. You had fallen onto a weathered wooden floor much different from the cold metal floor of your bus quarters “Ishmael where are we” you asked horrified. “Where we’ve always been Dante” she returned coldly before walking out, you promptly followed to find yourself on a ship… with a familiar looking crew. A well built women approached you “Ishmael’s partner nice to see you out of room” she exclaimed much to your confusion. “Partner” you said in shock as you walked off to find Ishmael again, a relatively easy task on a ship. “Ishmael” you yelled as you caught up to her “where the hell are we” “where are the others” you asked as you started to freak out. “What do you mean Dante” “this is where you’ve always been…by my side” “after all it’s not like you’d survive anywhere else without me” she said cruelly. You froze unable to comprehend the situation you were currently in “Dante your doing it again” Ishmael said, …you didn’t respond “I think it’s time for you to go back to your room” she said while grabbing your arm and dragging you back in the direction of your “room” however you would never make it back as you quickly drifted out of conciseness.
Sinclair
It seemed you were back on a bed however it wasn’t yours once again, this one was much plumper then the last with a thick duvet and silk sheets though. You looked around the large room, there were expensive looking paintings adorning the walls and busts of prosthetic heads on the nightstands. Opposite the bed were two heavy doors however trying to open them proved useless, you were locked in. “Sorry but Master Sinclair said we’re to keep you in there until he sends for you” a women’s voice calls out from the other side of them door. Master Sinclair… you were very confused as you tried to question the person on the other side of the door, however you quickly remembered they wouldn’t be able to understand your tick tocking. So you resigned yourself to inspecting the rest of the room… to which you then noticed that the room lacked any windows. You spent what only felt like a few minutes continuing to investigate the room when the doors swung open to reveal a few women with prosthetic heads and maid uniforms “it’s time for dinner Master Dante” one of them proclaimed as you were then dragged out of your room and to what appeared to be a large dining hall. You noticed Sinclair sitting at the other end of the long table however as he saw you he quickly stood up and walked down until he was on the left chair closest to the end seat which you were soon placed into. He seemed elated at your confused and docile state as you questioned him. “There’s no reason to be worried about any of that…” he stammered out “here…” he then said while raising a fork to your mouth… you hadn’t even noticed that a plate had appeared in front of you. You reeled back in embarrassment which caused him to pale and start hyperventilating “are you still scared of me… it wasn’t my fault… you tried to run… you tried to abandon me…” he said starting to convulse as you were pulled from you’re seat by the maids. “Wait” you tried to protest as you watched Sinclair violently try to push off the maids as they were trying to help him. “I think it’s time you return to you’re room Master Dante” one of them said “don’t worry Master Sinclair will join you shortly” another said at your obvious worry for the blond. However as you were dragged back through the extravagant halls you once again felt that familiar wave of light headed-ness as you drifted out of consciousness.
At last you had finally woken up and you had never been so grateful to be met with your bus quarters, had you had a mouth you may have kissed the cold metal floor. However you would soon be interrupted by a voice at your door.
(Note: I couldn’t decide on a traumatic or happy ending so you can all have both)
Traumatic Ending:
Ishmael called out from the other side of the door “Dante you’ve been in there for hours it’s 2pm, Vergilius wants you out now” you didn’t respond… 4 hours later you’re door would be opened by Charon as the rest of the sinners looked in to find their dutiful manager pitifully cowering in the corner “stay away” you screeched out as you backed further away into you’re corner. “Do you think we broke them or something…”Sinclair asked as you started tearing up. You couldn’t let them become like that… no it would be all your fault if that happened… you then spent the next few days avoiding Ishmael, Sinclair, and Hong Lu much to their confusion and worry.
Happy Ending:
Ishmael called out from the other side of the door “Dante you’ve been in there for hours it’s 2pm, Vergilius wants you out now” you had never been so happy to hear you’re Ishmael as you swung the door open to have her look at you in confusion before you grabbed her and pulled her into a tight hug… much to her chagrin “Hey” she shouted “what’s gotten into you Dante” “let me go” her shouts had attracted the attention of the other sinners as they entered the back of the bus in concern. “Oh dear… are we interrupting something” Hong Lu asked before you ran over and pulled him into a hug as he giggled “my my… someone’s definitely happy to see us today”. You then looked around to find the blond you had wanted, he however had noticed you’re focus and quickly tried to run in the opposite direction… but you were faster, you scooped him up from behind and nuzzled your clockhead against his hair as he went limp, his face red as a tomato. “Oi, what’s gotten into clockhead this morning” Heathcliff asked. The rest of the sinners however didn’t have any good answers for him. You wouldn’t tell them anything either but you would also never allow your sinners to become like that… it was your duty as their manager after all… you’d make sure of it.
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average-limbus-fan · 5 months
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I just got an idea for an angst scenario with Faust and Dante(reader) like she had talked about somewhat knowing Dante before they lost their memories but we never knew what they’re relationship was exactly… cue angst.
Might start on that after I finish up my Yandere drabbles for Ishmael and Sinclair, Hong Lu will have to wait until his canto comes out though
Also Scp Doctor’s descriptors tomorrow maybe, since I have no artistic talent and everyone presents them differently🫠
Also also please make sure to vote on the poll after finishing the Limbus Speed Dating series, the sinner with the most votes will get something written for them >.<
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average-limbus-fan · 4 months
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Oh yeah only three days left for the poll so make sure to read through the Limbus Speed Dating drabbles before picking a sinner :3
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average-limbus-fan · 5 months
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Pt 2 of Limbus Speed Dating?
Sinclair
You awoke the next morning with a pounding headache however your pain never deterred company business, as such Vergilius once again stood at the front of the bus with Charon and a very flustered Sinclair, it seemed your sinner of the hour had already been chosen. He barely spoke to you as he led you to a small coffee shop, you stepped inside to the welcoming smell of freshly brewed coffee and pastries as the two of you sat down at a small table in the corner of the shop. “Uhm I think I’m supposed to give you a gift right…” he asked while looking down at his hands. “You can if you’d like it’s not required or anything though” you answered trying to calm his obvious nerves. “Ah…” he said “well I uh… made this for you” he quickly handed you a small intricately knitted clock plush. You looked down at the adorable miniature plush in your hands and asked where he has learned to knit, “ah… my grandmother taught me a bit and I learned how to do the rest at the liberal arts college…” he trailed off as you encouraged him to keep talking by asking him about his studies which seemed to work. He spent the rest of the “date” speaking about his time at college and his family… before Kromer of course, a continued sore spot for him. As the two of you finished your coffee and walked out you noticed Sinclair had a light blush covering his face, even though this hadn’t been an actual date it was nice to see him a bit more lively for once. His reddened face however would earn him a heavy teasing from Rodion as he boarded the bus.
Outis
You however would not get the few hours of downtime expected as Outis rushed out and tightly gripped your hand “manager it’s finally time for you to have a proper outing” she loudly exclaimed as you looked behind her to see Vergilius and Charon standing “she wouldn’t let us wait any longer” Charon said, so you reluctantly followed her into a taxi. It seemed to be quite a long ride… “Outis where exactly are we going” you asked? She just smirked “don’t worry manager once we arrive all the other places you’ve been to will pail in comparison” she said excitedly, …you really hoped all of this wasn’t coming out of Vergilius’s pockets. You stepped out slowly into a patch of mud… it seemed like Outis had taken you to some sort of ranch. You looked at her questioningly, “I bet none of the others have thought to take you anywhere but some boring restaurants but I actually planned out a whole activity for you” she beamed with pride as you looked over to see horses and a bunch of other farm animals, when you looked back Outis had retrieved two saddles “come on manager I’ll show you how it’s done” she said as she led you to the stables. “No you’re supposed to lean forward” Outis yelled as you desperately tried to keep your balance while the horse trotted along the dirt path. “ Here manager allow me to demonstrate” Outis said as she led her horse over a high bar… you have the feeling she just wanted show off to impress you but you keep that thought to yourself. “See manager there’s nothing to it” she says as she lets out a confident huff. You spent the next few hours holding onto the horse’s reigns for dear life as Outis showed you all the tricks she’s learned. You then end up back in the taxi with an incredibly sore rear end as Outis tells you about the gifts she’s prepared, “none of the other sinners gifts could come close I’m sure” she proudly exclaimed… well now you were very worried for Vergilius’s pockets. You entered your quarters to be be greeted by bunch’s of flowers placed in your room along with portraits of yourself… you weren’t sure how Outis had the time to obtain them all but you figured at least some of them had to have been created before this whole speed dating thing… better not to think about it you concluded as you headed to bed.
Faust
You had gotten somewhat used to the routine by now, two “dates” a day and barely any time to rest. Today was no different as you headed straight up to Vergilius and Charon the latter of which held the hat up towards you as you looked at her in confusion. “Charon doesn’t want to pick a name today” she said, so you dug through the hat and pulled out a folded piece of paper. “Faust” you said slowly before jumping as the white haired women suddenly appeared behind you “It appears to be Faust’s turn now” she exclaimed in her usual monotone voice. You were then led off the bus and to a flower shop where you were promptly bought a large bouquet of white roses “Faust has read that flowers are an appropriate gift for a date” she states. Embarrassed, you quickly remind her that it wasn’t an actual “date” and just company business to which she then begins to give the largely accepted definition and characteristics of a “date”. This would be a 2 hour long explanation, if you had any hair it would’ve surely been pulled out by now but thankfully your head is a clock. Eventually it seemed your time was up and although you weren’t sure if Faust had planned to take you anywhere else or if the flower shop was the planned location you didn’t mind as Faust’s “lesson” was finally over. Faust then looked at you as the two of you headed back “Faust enjoyed our time out” she said curtly, …you didn’t have the heart to tell her you had zoned out during more then half of her impromptu language lesson but you guessed she could somehow tell anyways.
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average-limbus-fan · 5 months
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Think I went a bit overboard with the yandere drabbles… almost 1.5k words and that’s not including Hong Lu’s part. Welp I hope you all like it at least. >.<
Might start on that Faust angst in a few days, I kinda wanna do some things for the scp doctors tho, I kinda feel bad I’ve barely written anything for them. So feel free to send in some requests for the doctor’s. :3
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average-limbus-fan · 5 months
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Sideblog for Limbus and Scp Doctor’s drabbles
Request/Blog Rules
Headcanon’s and short drabble’s only
Character x Reader(Dante for Limbus)
No character x character
(Might make an exception for Heathmael)
Only 3 characters per request
No NSFW or suggestive asks
Please don’t bring drama into my inbox
Anon asks will be on until someone gives me a reason to disable them
If you have an issue with yandere content please feel free to block me
Now onto what‘s allowed
I will write for any of the Limbus sinners :3
Plus Kromer, Dongrang, and Ahab
I will write for the popular Scp Doctors
Below you’ll find an ordered list of all the characters I’ll write for
Yandere requests are VERY welcome
Angst asks are also encouraged :3
Please be specific >.<
Note: Characters higher up on the list have priority :3
Limbus Company
Gregor
Sinclair
Don Quixote
Hong Lu
Dongrang
Yi Sang
Heathcliff
Ishmael
Meursault
Kromer
Rodion
Faust
Ryoshu
Outis
Ahab
Scp Doctors
Bright
Glass
Iceberg
Gears (Platonic only)
Clef
Kondraki
Rights
Light
Note: I mostly write on my phone and I am a bit rusty when it comes to writing (it’s been almost 8 years since I’ve written anything for fun) so please be patient :3
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schizoidcel · 3 months
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## LIMBUS COMPANY ☆★
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♢﹕scenarios ∣ ♦︎﹕headcanons ∣ important note
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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ counter-clock, we rose --
┌─ ✧.* sinners !! ──────────────┐
# 01, YI SANG ..
yi sang & new sinner reader (poly!lcb x reader) ♦︎
# 02, FAUST ..
faust & new sinner reader (poly!lcb x reader) ♦︎
# 03, DON QUIXOTE ..
don quixote & new sinner reader (poly!lcb x reader) ♦︎
# 04, RYŌSHŪ ..
ryōshū & new sinner reader (poly!lcb x reader) ♦︎
# 05, MEURSAULT ..
merusault & new sinner reader (poly!lcb x reader) ♦︎
# 06, HONG LU ..
hong lu general romantic hcs (lcb hong lu x reader) ♦︎
hong lu & new sinner reader (poly!lcb x reader) ♦︎
# 07, HEATHCLIFF ..
heathcliff general romantic hcs (lcb heath x reader) ♦︎
heathcliff & new sinner reader (poly!lcb x reader) ♦︎
# 08, ISHMAEL ..
dumblings (liumael x reader) ♦︎
ishmael & new sinner reader (poly!lcb x reader) ♦︎
# 09, RODION ..
rodion & new sinner reader (poly!lcb x reader) ♦︎
# 10, DANTE ..
dante & new sinner reader (poly!lcb x reader) ♦︎
# 11, SINCLAIR ..
engagement (cinqclair x reader) ♢ + ♦︎
sinclair & reader w/ bpd (lcb clair x reader) ♦︎
sinclair & new sinner reader (poly!lcb x reader) ♦︎
# 12, OUTIS ..
outis & new sinner reader (poly!lcb x reader) ♦︎
# 13, GREGOR ..
gregor & new sinner reader (poly!lcb x reader) ♦︎
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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ -- counter-clock, we reload.
┌─ ✧.* others !! ──────────────┐
♪ VERGILIUS ..
♪ YURI ..
♪ SAUDE ..
♪ EFFIE ..
♪ SAMJO ..
♪ SHRENNE ..
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ׂૢ་༘࿐ ...
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average-limbus-fan · 5 months
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Masterlist
Limbus Company:
Scenarios:
Introduction to Limbus Speed Dating
Pt1: Rodion, Hong Lu, Gregor
Pt2: Sinclair, Outis, Faust
Pt3: Yi Sang, Ryoshu, Don Quixote
Pt4: Ishmael, Meursault, Heathcliff
Conclusion to Limbus Speed Dating
Yandere Drabbles: Ishmael, Sinclair, Hong Lu
Headcanons:
Yandere headcanons for Ishmael, Sinclair, and Hong Lu
SCP:
Scenarios:
Headcanons:
Clef, Bright, and Gears find a kitten at their door
Scp Personnel Descriptions
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limbusimagines · 1 year
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HELLO, HELLO!
Welcome! You can refer to me as Mod Liqui (any pronouns), I am 20+ and am the owner of this here writin’ blog! I’m by no means an established nor experienced writer (rather, I like to keep my ficlets to myself hehe) but since Limbus Company recently dropped, I wanted to dip my toes into the pool of imagine blogs and writing some sweet self-insert indulgences! (Thanks Dante!)
There’s gotta be some ground rules though such as:
NO content that contains pedophilia, incest, yandere, or abusive relationships.
I do not endorse & am uncomfortable with these themes.
OC x Canon.
Sorry! I’m all for OCs believe me, but I don’t feel comfortable writing someone else’s character due to being VERY unfamiliar with their portrayal.
Canon x Canon.
This is a self-insert blog! I trust that canon x canon will find less of a niche than reader inserts are!
NSFW & CANON-TYPICAL GORE is OK! However, I will not be combining the two of those :(
On the same note, I will reject any NSFW requests about Sinclair due to his age at this point in time being a bit ambiguous.
Just want to be on the safe side, sorry! However, if anyone is able to supply evidence towards a canon age, this rule will be changed.
This is is a writing blog for LIMBUS COMPANY CHARACTERS, meaning I will RARELY, at best, accept requests for any other existing PM characters outside of Limbus.
Writing & Information
I will lean towards headcanons/bulleted lists unless otherwise specified. I don’t mind doing oneshots, but please don’t expect them to be frequent let alone finished ASAP! It’s been a while since I’ve written any type of considerably sized content (plus I have college!) so scenarios/oneshots may take longer or be limited to a few paragraphs.
I will write for a minimum of 3 character headcanons.
Oneshots will be 1 character minimum.
I can write fluff, angst, romantic, platonic, etc etc, whatever genre you want!
LGBT+ requests are absolutely accepted! Please heed in mind I am AFAB so I will not be knowledgeable on everything, but I will handle them respectfully as possible.
I might not accurately portray every character to a tee, as Limbus is still fresh I’m getting a grasp on how these characters act towards each other so if you have any critiques on how I’m portraying a character or thoughts in general, feel free to shoot them my way!
I will stress, this is a LIMBUS imagines blog, so I will mostly accept asks about the Limbus Company characters.
Rules are subject to change and additions as we move along in the future, but that should be about it! Please have fun and request to your hearts content!
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