Imagine Limbus in Situations

Limbus Company's contract establishes that employees will be: 1. put in situations 2. taken out of situations

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Hello World,

I am admin Verde, it's a pleasure to meet you.

For a while I have thought of making a blog dedicated to writing and discussing Limbus Company characters. It took a long time, but here it is, finally.

Please head to the about page before you submit an ask.

I look forward to witnessing and experiencing the inferno with all of you.

Addendum:

As of now, there's a tags masterlist page. It should help with browsing through the blog, and finding anything that you might have missed! (I also had to go through all the posts to tag them properly because by god I am forgor)

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Has it been this long already...?

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It's been a year

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hello! uhm. could i get a scenario about a theoretical AU where yuri didn't like. die. and she gets to hang out with the sinners in the bus. at this point she's like, been here for a pretty long while. she generally sees herself as a friend to most of the other sinners (even if in some cases the friendship might not be fully mutual.) but she's definitely the closest to gregor, sitting next to him in the bus and staying most of the time near him. i'd say if anything she's probably a little emotionally dependent on him... ok so uhm. at some point yuri is talking with gregor and she tells him that she genuinely sees him as family at this point. like. a older brother figure she never had almost. idk if she'd accidentaly call him brother and then explain or if she'd just confess to viewing him like that outright but uhm. yah thatd make me happy i think. <- self indulgent

"Hey bro-- Gregor! Gregor!" She corrects herself twice and bows many times in apologies. Gregor snorts and waves his cigarette in the air.

"What's up? Did something happen?" Gregor asks, "Been a while."

She's LCB now, after getting incorporated into the company. The horrors of that dim L Corp wing, filled with death was far behind both of them. As much as they both struggle with their workload now, anything is much better than that past in which she thought she died.

"I'm just checking in on you," She said, "I have a minute or two to spare, I think."

"Ah, okay." Gregor throws his cig to the ground, steps on it, and after taking a step closer, places his hand on her head, "Did you grow?"

He grins, but she puffs her cheeks.

"This again? Don't you have anything better to say?"

"Just pulling your leg," He snickers, "What? Can't we unwind a little?"

"As you say, old man."

"Hey..."

Then it is her turn to laugh at him, who clicks his tongue.

"Lesson learned," Gregor says, but she knows he will do it again next time, "How's things on your side?"

"It's been..." Yuri begins, but then her mouth closes.

"Confidential. Got it. You good, though?"

She nods.

"That's nice."

"I assume it's been... the same on your side?"

Gregor sighs, rubbing the back of his head.

"It's so-so. I guess we're just really lucky."

"Ah..."

After that, some of the other sinners spot her there. A few question whether she's on a mission or not, and quickly they all catch up with what they've been up to. It's not very often they can see people from past missions, let alone see them alive. Out of all the regrets they've collected as a group, Yuri's death is not one of them. For that, all of the sinners are glad. Some more than others.

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hiiii it's me again

can I have another Hermann x AFAB Reader, where they're just cuddling? nothing nsfw, just tooth rotting fluff? thank you

Rarely they're allowed to do something like this, laying on a couch, lazily holding onto one another. Hermann strokes her hair, idly thinking five to seven steps ahead. Her head can never really stop, thoughts racing at the speed of light. It's necessary, to the point she almost never sleeps anymore.

"Hm..." The woman in her embrace, ever oblivious to this reality, is just happy to have Hermann with her.

What a simpleminded thing.

Yet, sometimes the director would think that maybe this simpleminded woman derived more enjoyment from existence than herself. As if things such as joy and peace were attainable, reasonable goals.

What an unreasonable thing.

Her thoughts are her own, quiet as she is, she smiles and strokes that soft hair with all the gentleness she can spare. The woman in her embrace purrs with contentment. For some reason, Hermann's lips curl into a smile without her command.

The dove in her care is a small, fleeting thing, unreasonable and unthinking, but it is no doubt hers. Hermann could be accused of every crime under the sun, but none would ever dare saying she neglects what is rightfully hers.

She places a kiss on her lover's forehead, and the woman let out a vague squeak, drawing a chuckle out of Hermann.

"D- Don't tease me, director..." She begs.

Hermann is fond of how good she is at begging.

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lebkuchens with Ender Lilies!

Kaskozhuk with Library of Ruina!

ArcAngela with Pokemon Emerald!

Me, Mulberry, with Stardew Valley!

Alyssciel with XCOM 2: War of the Chosen!

Saphera with Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Sky!

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Overflowing sorrow. C8 truly does got hands. Absolute cinema. Masterpiece. Mili was there.

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do you want me to put that fictional man in a situation for you miss

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Wow c8 got hands

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Ryoshu gender affirms s/o head canons

I don't really know what to tell you. She's perceptive, especially so with people she often interacts with. Once she learns what s/o needs, she will be gravitating around acting in small ways that will have a greater impact for them.

Respecting pronouns, not drawing pet names or acronyms that will go against what s/o's comfortable with. I don't know, she's pretty chill and knows what it is to be an outcast.

My funniest opinions are her starting fights due to misgendering and diy top surgery for her s/o (someone needs to talk her out of it)

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NSFW hi vergilius getting pounded please. i need to peg him or i will die

It doesn't take much for the stoic, and terrifyingly serious guide to come undone, as it turns out.

A few, hushed suggestions at corners, things that made him quirk an eyebrow not in judgment, but instead out of curiosity.

Vergilius is much more open-minded and easy to get along once one ignores every alarm in their head and their own survival instincts. He's accepting, understanding even.

He's touch starved, but he won't ever say that aloud. It's got something to do with his own inner turmoil, something he won't ever show and the reason he looks so unnapproachable.

Still, those little suggestions, a lot of bravery and an unlimited amount of patience, the right strap on and lube, and a lot of stolen kisses, minus most articles of clothing, were all it took to make him break.

Buried in to the hilt, with Vergilius laying facedown on the bed and gripping the pillow like his life depends on it, his entire body trembling every time they pull back and sink into him again and again.

He's not one to make noises, but he's starting to lose control over what escapes his throat. Maybe that's why whenever they thrust harshly he buries his face into the pillow.

His shoulders are tense, skin coated in a shiny, thin layer of sweat, damp hair glued to the back of his neck. He's breathing quickly, thrusting into the mattress each time they push him down. He's close, so, so, so close.

It shows how much of a good job they're doing. Even so, they push their luck and tease him. When the pace is too quick, when it seems he will finally hit his peak, they slow down and restart that slow pace. The third time they do it, he groans and they know they're threading a dangerous line, but he's too lovely like this to let go.

Oh they will definitely be punished for this insolence. Sooner than later. It's a good thing they are adept at ignoring the warning signs in the back of their head.

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Update:

Very slowly cleaning my inbox, I still have 15 asks hanging out in it.

I can finally write again, but things have been rocky so don't expect a consistent posting schedule </3

If I go awol again it's because of stress, as it is with life.

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Hong Lu in bed hcs?

I don't remember if I ever did hcs for him before, I hope these don't clash, in case I did.

loves experimenting, will try a bit of everything at least once;

actually very caring, pays attention to what makes his partner aroused

he remembers their weak spots and abuses them shamelessly

it's hard to turn the scenario around, but when he is the one having his weaknesses abused, he turns into an incoherent mess pretty fast

good stamina, good endurance, good pacing

not prone to more aggressive types of play, or sex in general

if he gets pent up enough so he loses track of himself and is more aggressive, he will feel super guilty afterwards

when there's consensual riskier plays involved, he will double and triple the amount of aftercare

loves giving oral

his hands roam a lot, he loves touching his partner everywhere he can

body worship!

his dirty talk is more praise than dirty, he can't really use vulgar words without it sounding unnatural

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drunk reader cuddling outis and accidentally calling her mommy

It's hard to get them to stop flailing their limbs around.

Even with her combat expertise, drunkards can be unpredictable. This time, said drunkard- her good for nothing beloved- is trying but failing to hold her in a tight embrace.

They flop one leg over her waist, a hand on her face that she shoves to her shoulder as she tries to get them to behave.

"Quit it, will you?" She clicks her tongue, half amused, while the other half wants to beat them into submission.

"Nooooooo don't be mean mommy~" The words are slurred, vowels dragged on, until they realize what they just said and choke, going into a coughing fit.

Outis finally manages to get their limbs off of her, rolling them around and hugging them from behind. She chuckles, a grin on her lips.

"If you keep acting like a baby, you will be treated like one." She replies.

The most undignified noise, something akin to a squeak, leaves their partner. To salt the wound, Outis kisses the back of their neck. Her cold lips make them shudder.

"You're so mean... Taking advantage of... my state..."

Outis huffs, "I told you to stop at two drinks, you absolute buffoon."

They wail unconsollable, and in spite of the noise, Outis doubts there are any tears being shed. She shouldn't find it somewhat cute, and yet.

"Fine," She gives in, manhandling them and rolling them over, so their head rests on her chest, "Since you want to be treated like a baby so bad..."

They let out another squeak.

"I will sing you a lullaby. Just this once."

She smiles at them, but the moment they ask whether she can sing or not, she puts her palm on their face, and squeezes their mouth shut.

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Scenerio with Gregor with a significant other who is very insecure about themselves. Since gregor is too they end up pining but never acting on it

Ishmael's exhasperated, downright angry sigh can be heard in the corridor.

"Y-you can go ahead, really." The sinner says.

"No, go on bud. I insist." Gregor replies.

"How long have they been at it?" Heathcliff asks

"Oh~ Just three minutes, but Ishy looks like she's really going to do it this time haha~" Rodion replies.

Heathcliff clicks his tongue.

"No, really. You just have to walk across the door." They say.

"Just go right ahead, I don't mind." Gregor replies.

"A river cannot flow where there is a dam." Yi Sang says. "As long as-"

The conversation is interrupted by the sudden yelp from both sinners stuck at the door. As it seems, they were on Vergilius' way all along, and the guide wasn't kind enough to let them solve the issue by themselves. Vergilius grabs them each one by the shoulder and pushes them into the corridor. They stumble inside gracelessly, and the guide walks right past them.

"If you continue to obstruct the passage, day after day..." Vergilius warns, his eyes glowing with annoyance, "I will have to make time for a consultation with both of you."

These words make the temperature in the area drop. With a few quick steps, Vergilius disappears into his own room and all the sinners can unglue themselves from the walls of the corridor.

Gregor and the sinner are both wide eyed, sweating cold.

"A-are you okay?" Gregor asks, holding a hand out to them.

Without thinking, they hold his hand, "Ah, I'm fine."

It takes a few seconds for both of them to notice it. When they do, they both blush and quickly pull their hands away.

They exchange farewells and quickly scuttle back to their rooms. The sinners left in the corridor sigh in unison.

"Oh man..." Even Sinclair joins them this time.

Maybe one other day these two will finally get together. Maybe.

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wtf how am i just finding out this blog exists. bartender, give me your best shot of vergilius/dante headcanons please: being domestic and looking out for each other and yet they're totally not in a relationship or anything. definitely no secretly pining or yearning or anythingggg. thank you ❤️

Here you go pal!

"tick tock tick tock" < Are you okay? > [Looking at them like he doesn't know what they're saying]

"There's dirt on your shoulder" [Getting unnecessarily into their personal space to brush their shoulder]

[Vergilius taking care of the sinners infighting as a means of lowering Dante's work-related stress]

[Vergilius wearing the clock face sleep mask when dozing off in his bus seat]

[Dante wearing the red gaze sleep mask when spacing out in their seat]

I like to believe they'd get something matching. Maybe wristbands.

"tick tock tick tock" < Have you eaten today? > [Pretending he doesn't know what they're saying] [Results in a clockperson handing him a crepe and insisting he eats it. Charon steals it right off his hands.]

"Have you been getting proper rest, Manager Dante?" "tick tock tick tock" < Ah! Did I make another mistake in a report? >

Either of them gravitating vaguely towards the other when they are idling and everyone notices it except them.

Dante gently pulling on his sleeves when they want his attention and he isn't looking.

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Could you do Zwei gregor / male reader nsfw headcanons

These are for Gregor, I hope the wording is not so disconnected.

Big on leather gloves handjobs;

probably got a sloppy bj in the middle of a job (from reader);

or gave it, depends on whether or not he was capable of bending his knees (probably did it going oww ow);

Sloppy makeout to "distract possible enemies", you know the trope where they kiss to make people look away? with a lot more hands going in pants though. And grinding. And moaning and-;

Super busy so there was at least one time where they fucked in an alley (hey, it was secure!);

If reader is a colleague or another fighter type of fixer, spars turn very sexual very quickly;

Got some kind of oral fixation, good excuse to put fingers in his mouth;

Gets horny after particularly hard fights sometimes. (Hard?)