An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
this has taken me so unimaginably long but i did it!! a translation of the most incredible and beautiful and heart wrenching lcb16 (whats the shorthand for this dynamic specifically lol) is finally done!!! please give the original work all the love, i still cry every time i read it, it's so lovely...
I might need to do some more Heishou solos bc fucking hell this id does so much damage when solo
I think he ends up kinda underwhelming in a full Heishou team bc his conditionals are kinda hard to hit and he has an extra layer of gimmick to work around compared to other Heishou thanks to Linebreaker, but when he has optimal conditions he just sorta kills shit; like, his s3-1 was consistently cracking 3000 damage, and that s3-2 was often just wiping the field before even getting to the final coin
This was 15 floors 0 adversity with no hidden bosses; I might not have taken them if they showed up though bc I got Brutalitied in the Line 2 clear rewards and lost out on Bridle. Clear info and screenshots are under the break
hii!! uh, your gfxs are SO pretty!!! is there any problem if i ask for a fausang one, or just a faust one?? please NEVER stop doing this 🤍
Glad you like my GFX hehe! ^^ I'll keep making these requests until I probably go insane or someone wants me to help them with GFX idk rlly LOL
Anyways I may not be a diehard fausang shipper but I love the ship! ❤ Not that much as I love Ryofaust more but still, we need to respect people's other interests 💕
Index paus x index nf yi sang 💕
(You may use this to your liking, credits aren't needed but appreciated.)
If it's alright, could you write a romantic Yi Sang x reader fic where they both have bad sleep schedules, and they're both annoyed at one another for staying up so late because they care about one another more than they care for themselves? Preferably ending in something fluffy. If this isn't understandable and needs to be re-worded, please tell me, and I'll do it. Apologies if I broke a rule.
dont be careless
you and yi sang care quite a bit about each other, but neither of you care for yourselves adequately..
notes: gn reader, sinner!reader, pre-established relationship, fluff, might be ooc, intentional lowercase
a/n: hi!! sorry this took so long to get out i've been busy lately and trying to get back into the groove of writing fanfiction!! hope this is okay ^_^!! also it's a little short i'm sorry </3 i promise future fics will be way longer!! ironically enough im writing this at 2 am and i keep yawning.. 🙂↕️
wc: 1.08k
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the gentle hum of mephi's engine filled the space as you looked out the window with a neutral expression, taking in the scenery from the outside. you rest a gentle palm on your face as you think about random mundane things, such as what you want to have as a snack later or a quick reflection on the team's last assignment. just then, your thoughts are interrupted by dante's voice:
"<i hereby commence today's shift over, great work today everyone.>"
dante says in their usual voice, stretching a little and performing an action of what you could only assume to be their way of yawning. you then watch as everyone gets up to retreat to their rooms, seemingly exhausted from the day they just experienced. you decide to follow suit and head to your room, flopping onto your bed with a huff of exhaustion. but you can't sleep yet! there's something more important that needs to be taken care of.
you step up and make your way down the hall to and stop at one particular door, you knock twice and calmly await an answer. the door opens and you're greeted with a familiar face.
"[name].. hello.." yi greets you with a small smile. your relationship with him has always been closer than others, connecting with each other through shared interests and philosophies, and overall sharing an understanding of each other that the others couldn't quite comprehend. you step into his room and offer a formal greeting.
"hello, yi sang. you know how late it is, no?" you ask with an indifferent expression on your face, a mask for the worry and frustration you held for yi sang's lack of regard for his own health, especially when it came to how much sleep he got. in fact, when you approached his room and gave it a knock, you were secretly hoping that he would actually take your advice for once and at least try to sleep earlier, but much to your dismay, he was still awake.
"i could inquire about the same thing to you.." he says with the usually stoicism he carries, closing the door behind you and inviting you to sit down. his research notes, books, and other miscellaneous projects were lying around in his room. you could tell it's all he's been buried in lately, which would explain the sudden, excessive lack of sleep. usually, he doesn't sleep much, but now? it's become extreme! you're worried what may happen to him if he keeps neglecting it.
yi sang is concerned for your health too, you're a bit of a hypocrite when it comes to this.. he always stays up late either because he's too concerned with his studies for other things, or because he can't sleep so he'd rather not try. you stay up late for similar reasons, you're always up late with a random hobby or task, sometimes it's as if you're avoiding sleep like the plague! day by day yi sang's heart grows more and more fond of you and his heart continues to swell in worry whenever you're not adequately caring for yourself.
"yes.. it's 3 in the morning. we start work at 6." you speak softly, to not wake up anyone else but also sternly to get the point across that yi sang seriously needs to hear you out with this. "yi sang, i can't take this anymore. you need to learn that these tasks can wait until the next day, the world won't end just because you're not focused on your tasks for what, 6 hours?" you cross your arms and look him in the eyes. while your points are valid and made sense, the eyebags that were starting to form under your eyes and the way you seemed visually fatigued from your late-night overworking tendencies told a completely different story. yi sang met your gaze and let out a sigh, laced with slight annoyance and concern.
"your argument holds poorly given the clear signs of wear your body has shown. have you no care for your own needs?" he looks at you with both sternness and a deep desire to see you care for yourself properly. "my own needs don't concern me, if i'm able to see you thriving that's enough for me!" you quickly reply, crossing your arms even tighter in anger for him and yourself. yi sang finds himself startled a bit, because he realizes that you two are the same when it comes to this. you both hold deep concern for each other and would rather see each other thrive than focus on yourselves. he takes a breath before responding to what you said.
"[name].. there isn't a single day that goes by without me dwelling on the things i could do for you and not myself. i understand the sentiment of wanting to do more for me.. but, i beg of you, try to comprehend the way we both think." he pauses, seemingly taking time to think about whether or not he truly wanted to do this, it didn't take him long to decide.
"this is only a mere speculation, but.." he takes a slight step closer to you. the moon from the window illuminating him, creating a cinematic view. "if i begin to sleep earlier, and have my tasks await me the next day.. then you will do the same." this proposal seemed quite fair to him. he wasn't particularly a fan of fighting with others, especially not you. he generally dislikes having people upset with him, and would rather find a solution that works for both parties, rather than dwell.
"and how exactly do i know you'll keep your word?" your voice shakes slightly, as if your anger is beginning to dissipate into sadness. "i.. would never lie to you. not once, not ever." yi sang was telling the truth, you knew that. but you'd become so worried with everything that your ability to recognize nuance was a little impaired. your eyes became glossy as you looked down in shame, the tears previously threatening to spill from your eyes finally began to stream down, yet another sign of your immense worry.
"ah, please do not cry.." you see a hand reach out to you which prompts you to look up, yi sang holds a handkerchief and begins to gently wipe your tears away, understanding all too well how you feel. you finally look up at him and grab his hand gently.