HEYYY WHAT'S GOOD LIMBUS COMPANY BADDIESS
Good luck with the blog and everything limbus tumblr is cool, at least the ppl I've met. Always love to see fiction writers in the community too.
No clue what kind of fiction we're talking about so I'd like to request Funeral Yi Sang interacting with Funeral in any way I think that'd be cool :)
TY FOR THE REQUEST! I had no prior knowledge to funeral of the dead butterflies so thanks to you and a friend I did a research and observed as much as I can about the entity! And lobotomy corp, this sort of turned out to be a yi sang and reader (I totally didn't read this wrong I'm sorry..) but regardless I hope you like it !
trigger warning: dark themes
yi sang/ Clerk reader drabble
How long have you been here? time was an alienating concept..can't remember the last time you stared at the sun or gazed at the moon and stars, you've been looking at papers and documents all your life or for as long as you remember at least.. not like your memory functioned properly the blur gets worse with each breach that happened leaving you with the deep desire to disappear. but here you are reading through sickly words your mind can no longer comprehend...did it matter? who were you doing all this for? was there ever a person waiting for you. was there someone on the other side?
...the realization hit you like a truck, staring blankly at the white desk you seemed to spend most your time sitting on with all sorts of files scattered around it. the other clerks didn't seem to notice the piling panick seeping within you..probably lost in their own trance and suffering like the undead dragging their feet with them, despite it all they worked diligently like there is nowhere else in the world they rather be..employees they shall remain for eternity.
you were unsure of what came upon you as you walked if not rushed to where the emergency pistol was at first frantic eyes stared at it waiting for answers. It molded into your hand perfectly. tailored to the grip.. strange comfort washed over as you held it and the devastating feeling of being in control if not for moment, must you wait for your demise like everyone else? in pain while teeth and claws teared your flesh when it can be as peaceful and instant as one singular bullet..fingers caressed the firearm with quiet thoughts being gentle on your soul for once. rising the gun for the cold muzzle to press against your head as you took a deep hitched breath followed with a couple more hysteric gasps signaling the tears streaming down your face with each sob filled with hopelessness. fear clawed against your skin trying to convince you that it was bad idea and you were just overwhelmed and needed to..rinse and repeat, rinse a repeat, rinse and repea— the horrifying alarm went off amplifying the urgency and danger that follows, you watched the clerks and workers begin to panick, some start to cry..it feels most alive when there's breach. deathly silent when it's not.
'Urgent , *XXXX* has escaped ! We need to—'
the announcement grew muffled in your ears your body refused to hear it. the hand holding the gun shaked erratically as the screeching voiced of an approaching entity got louder and louder your closed your eyes shut bracing yourself for a swift death but....nothing happened..? you didn't hear the sound of screams or cries. not the stomping foot steps or the fearful sounds of entities. cautiously your eyes opened meeting a figure standing beside you. bleary-eyes stared down at you as if it felt sorry for your state but if anything it was you who felt sorry for how lifeless those sable orbs looked at you. the man's complexion was pale akin to a ghost. you then realized his hand was on the gun you were holding , you didn't know what was going on so you just gave it away for him to hold, the man examined it briefly before putting it away and then he spoke "you wish for death to embrace you? despite the unknown." his question left you off gaurd but it's not like it wasn't obvious already what your intents was so you answered honestly,
yi sang hummed in acknowledgement with a distant expression before he walked away he didn't ask you to follow him but his eyes urged you to come along..so you both walked through empty corridors you looked around wondering where everyone was but he seemed unbothered. on his back was a black coffin engraved with white butterflies, so you asked, "What's with the coffin?" he seemed lost in his own thoughts till you striked the question and it didn't take a while for his lips to part, "It's where the souls rest..no more pain, no more fear." You liked the sound of that..no more fear..felt like music to your ears, you spent a pointless life slaving away for this corporation, and now you yearned to feel safe even if it's your last breath you had to take..
the path kept getting darker with each step you took until it was shrouded with in black, below your feet was a bed of white butterflies fluttering their wings as you walked through, it was beautiful..you smiled like you never have before running through the field of butterflies watching them scatter but remain in place, the man merely stared while you ran in cycles like a child, you were free...happy. After a while. you plopped down, catching your breathe and he joined you, placing the coffin down. this time, you noticed the faint smile on his face. You both stared at the void surrounding you, "...is it everything you wished for." his voice broke through the silence, unsure of what he meant, "is there nothing else?" Yi sang looked rather troubled and hesitantly shook his head..he brought a butterfly to your hand. a perfect veil of white with a dull yet steady light surrounding it.
"one shouldn't confine themselves with the feeble image of the afterlife...the beauty of death is as mundane as the silence that follows a funeral.." you didn't know how to explain how his voice was like a gentle wave passing through your soul, you don't remember laying down against him but you could no longer control your body no matter how hard you tried to move paralysed from the neck down, but he held you close for your worries to subside..maybe this was all a strange dream and you'll wake up in your desk any moment now so you enjoyed the embrace and mumbled, "would you ..be at my funeral.." oh.. words seemed to die at your throat as a mouthful of blood gushed out instead, you looked at him with wide panicked eyes as you gradually lost your senses, holding onto him tighter, he pressed a gentle hand against your face wiping the piled tears with his thumb. he soothed your scared gasps for air, your sight faded.. yet you could see his pained smiles and sad eyes, he pulled you close and whispered softly,
before it all went black..you didn't wake from the dreaming , you seemed to float endlessly in the void with no one to talk to or seek for comfort..not knowing that you've died a long time ago with your body sitting in that chair limbed and lifeless..along with whoever else that didn't survive the breach.
yi sang wiped the crimson off your face once you were gone before resting you inside the coffin and caressing your cold face..he kept his promise and stayed beside you till the funeral arrived and claimed your body, "Did resting their soul satisfy you? the way you couldn't rest your loved ones." The funeral's snarky tone caused the sinner to clench his jaw he didn't know how to answer that .. but it was true, he had to live with that guilt forever, with wings for a head you couldn't exactly tell what expression the funeral was making but its body language was dismissive, it had already got what it wanted so no point lounging around "maybe one day I'll free you as well."
I hope that was a good read. It was my first time getting to write yi sang in general, and I'm always open for more canon drabbles, not necessarily involving reader into it, I'm always open to whatever and I might write sinners headcanons maybe anyways kisses and hugs 🫂💕
