at night, when the objective world has slunk back into its cavern and left dreamers to their own, there come inspirations and capabilities impossible at any less magical and quiet hour.
Sitting on their lap without warning! ft. LCB Sinners
YI SANG is a bit taken aback but smiles soon after, assuming that you wanted to spend time with him. He’ll happily wrap one arm around you before he starts yapping about a topic he thinks you’d be interested in.
FAUST freezes up, flustered. She takes a moment to respond if she ever manages to. She awkwardly lifts her hands, unsure of where she should put them before letting them fall to her sides and acts like nothing happened.
DON QUIXOTE is immediately delighted. She squeaks something about her liege finding her worthy before enthusiastically wrapping her arms tight around you and squeezing. You may need a third party to come help you.
RYOSHU lets out a laugh, entertained, before wrapping one arm loosely around you.
MEURSAULT doesn’t react. Though depending on the context, he’ll either adjust his position a bit so you’re more comfortable or move you off his lap and onto his seat.
HONG LU doesn’t bat an eye when you sit on his lap. He simply wraps an arm around you and pulls you close against his chest while continuing on like nothing.
HEATHCLIFF is flustered, he stammers and stutters in a struggle to find something to say before giving up and letting you stay on his lap. He does cuddle you a little though.
ISHMAEL gives you an exasperated look — couldn’t you have asked? — but leaves you be on her lap. She’ll let you know that she’ll push you off the next time you sit on her lap unannounced, though.
RODION practically purrs in delight and pulls you close and tight against her. Whatever she was doing before is completely forgotten about — unless it was food — as she spoils you with her attention instead.
DANTE bluescreens. You aren’t getting them back unless you get off their lap.
SINCLAIR freezes up at first and is extremely awkward about it before letting out a nervous laugh and timidly wrapping his arms around your waist.
OUTIS is smug at the fact that you chose to sit on her lap out of everyone else. She does scold you for doing so, but she doesn’t have any intentions to push you off her lap… yet.
GREGOR doesn’t really mind it but he isn’t exactly comfortable either. He’ll put his hand on your back to make sure you stay on his lap and won’t fall but he’ll be fretting about his bug arm acting out the entire time.
<- Back to the masterlist?
Yi Sang | Faust | Don Quixote | Ryoshu | Meursault | Hong Lu
Heathcliff | Ishmael | Rodion | Dante | Sinclair | Outis | Gregor
elaboration on thoughts of Outis being best Yandere pre or post-Limbus Company!!
pls... ty...
Right right~
Basically if this is happening during limbus then all that matters is the yandere's ability to mess with their darling and the others around them psychologically. Strength doesn't matter, especially when they can't get rid of one another permanently or doing so via killing Dante comes at a great cost. So Hong Lu wins by default because he's the most manipulative sinner and can get away with that stuff.
Outside of limbus though there's no restriction like that, so the sinners get to act freely. Hong Lu's still pretty high up due to how rich he is, but Outis wins because powerful and her experience and skills as a war veteran (her skills in leadership, strategezing, knowledge, resourcefulness, etc etc) would let her deal with plenty of threats that try to separate you from her.
Don, Ryoshu and Roach Emperor may be significantly stronger than her but that strength doesn't mean anything if Outis can come up with a plan (or several) to deal with them. Basically you aren't getting away from her ever and being kidnapped by a more powerful yandere won't stop her from getting you back.
The only problem with yandere Outis is how she might treat you as well as how Penelope's potential existence affects Outis' relationship with you, but I personally like to believe that Penelope is the most based woman to ever exist and that she's fine with Outis bringing in a third.
the blankets are soft against Outis' skin. warm. unfamiliar. brushing over the chitinous patches that litter her arms and shoulders. she blinks groggily. slowly sitting up, an ache settling into her bones. a constant companion, layers of soot and ash lingering long after the sky had cleared. her wings twitch. old, broken, tattered things. nearly useless- just like their master. it doesn't matter much now. not when she's squinting in the sunlight, colors she had almost forgotten. a pot of tea rests on the table. a cup and a small plate of fruit, carefully selected morsels with a folded note.
it smells of dark leaves and mint. her claws twitch as she pours; always on guard, always ready to flee or fight. a violent coward. that was what the courts called her, the catalyst for someone else's disaster. not manager, not a soldier. a thing.
a filthy, wretched insect.
but you never said such things, such cruel, callous words. you brought her tea and food and soft quilts. allowed her to fashion her nests wherever she pleased, tending to the pain that always accumulated in her joints. whenever she shrank away into the shell of a monster, you gently coaxed her out, hands always sweet, tone always soft. tracing her scars and mandibles with careful reverence.
Outis takes a sip of the tea. the warmth spreads over her tongue, coating every vein. gingerly tracing each letter of your note, settling on the last few words. tears prick in her eyes as her ragged wings curl inward, trying to burn the writing into her head. a butterfly emerging from her cocoon, all damp and feeble and fragile, gazing towards the distant sun.
touched starved binah is cool and all.. what about touch starved reader hmmmm
Binah is near you at all times. as often as she can afford. sitting beside you on the sofa; a hand to your spine as you organize new books; gently nudging your shoulder whenever she passes your desk. sending a soft brush of warmth over your skin with every touch. always, always, you lean into her palm. subtly tilting against her fingers, relishing the caress, the caution in her movement. she knows. you know she knows. she hears every sigh, watching the stress ease from your brow. your heart aches with embarrassment- how pathetic. you survived L. Corp, yet you still crave something so simple, any scraps of affection she might extend to you.
of course she knows. perhaps that is why she lingers. shifting closer to you, tucking you into her heavy cloak. the silent offer of an embrace. something warm and comforting. Binah always finds you, when you work late into the eve. approaching from behind, gently cupping your cheek. your shoulders stiffen, before you melt. nuzzling into her hand, grasping her wrist in a desperate plea for her to stay. she huffs, quietly, leaning down and pressing her lips to your hair. her fingers curl under your arms, and Binah lifts you. up, out of your chair. into a firm hug, soft and unyielding. your head tucked under her chin as she kisses the bridge of your nose. she can feel you shaking. those minute, constant tremors. finally collapsing into the one thing you've always yearned for.
starved you may be, and Binah will gladly spend the rest of her days at your side to fill the hole in your heart.
outis and her coworker who’s TOTALLY not like her dog or something theyre just her underling and second in command and (heh) she’s 100% planned and ready to use and discard them the moment it becomes necessary. and she feels no complex emotion beyond that, especially when said coworker is revealed to be younger than her son and lifelong groomed to accept ill treatment. its all part of her #masterplan when she idly pets their ears and feel super smug as they purr. trust.
and dangun and their coworker who they know is using them and will discard them once they become a barrier to attaining what she so fiercely seeks. who they feel more secure than anyone else on the bus for knowing this. who they wish they could “meaningfully connect” with, because she seems so lonely, but they “know” she’s smarter than that. they hope they can be use to her, when the time comes. they think shes very cunning and smart and dependable but also unhinged and sometimes stupid af. blows them both up
