This might be the worst anyone’s ever done it
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Hello hi I now post an OC I will probably forget about it in a few days.
So uh, this is Dr. Fèath. Most of the info I want to say about them is already in the art, so I don't really know what else to say. They walk around in tiptoes and whenever someone asks them if it hurts, they just say "I manage :)" Also they give no shits if they get reprimanded for their empathy towards the SCPs. Fèath does what they want, whenever they want.
Idk what else to say, they're kinda just the obligatory OC I have for a fandom lol. So uh, enjoy I guess.
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Welcome to the Ethics Committee
remember that one SCP play that's mentioned on the Foundation's wikipedia page? and there's no link to it or anything
except i found a link to the script on an scp discussion page, so might as well put it here. have fun guys
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The secret? Love.
My partner/love/friend/soulmate. We met when nothing should have worked but realized we couldn't, wouldn't be without each other. Yes, we tried, I ran away for a year - anti marriage and love, at the time, while he was married and worked on what he needed to.
Our anniversary is coming up. I count from the first day we met. The first day I saw him, actually. I was taking over his position in a restaurant. He didn't see me as I was standing on the sidewalk looking in from the front window of the restaurant/hotel. Newlyweds had been seated for an early reservation. His eyes twinkled and I could see that through a window while he was wearing glasses. My entire world came to a halt. There were no sounds, no people, no cars; only him, and he was doing something he does very well. Being great at what you do is a kink. Loving what you do as well - ooooh. As the world began moving again, I went for sushi and realized I couldn't get him out of my mind.
We finally trained together and it was magical, as though we were meant to be. We work seamlessly with one another, still. After service drinks and conversation, we fell into an intimacy that felt as though we had known each other longer than forever. He was driving me home after work, my driveway was literally off an S curve in a passing lane going up a mountain. Called it my batcave driveway. I said "this is me" and he pulled in, quickly shoved the car in park, grabbed me, and kissed me. My toes curled. I melted into one of the most fervent and passionate kisses of my life.*
Another coming the New Year's Eve after a second, shorter, time of separation. (Being together was not easy) My world turned gray for the time we were apart and one who noticed most was my executive Chef. We practically worked face to face. There had been no dancing, singing, or laughing from me for weeks. I didn't realize it but my kitchen did, especially Chef. Midnight rolled around and I looked at the most peculiar, beautiful, expression before turning around and seeing the man who chose me, and continues to do so. That kiss had me lifted off the floor. If there's a feeling for wings coming back and unfurling, that would be it.
No matter who comes and goes; no matter that I do, indeed, have a demisexual soul and polyamorous heart; no matter that I have deep seeded trauma(s) and mechanisms to go with the instances I won't speak of; no matter how many times I have been used/hurt/harmed; no matter how empty it feels to have the parents, past, and memories I do; one person does, and continues to, love me. He says he isn't going anywhere, and yes, after 16 years I still ask earnestly and still get scared, yet he does not waiver. He helps me love myself as myself and loves me for me, as I love him for all that he was, is, and will be. Friendship is the foundation, respect and love keep it together, communication and understanding help us soar.
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*8 years later, telling the story of how I said "this is me" he says, Babe, you said kiss me. So happy he misheard what I said and listened to our hearts instead.
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SCP Aesthetics: 3009 (requested by @ijumpbridges, written by keyii)
SCP-3009 either is, is impersonating, or believes itself to be Lee.
(yellow, twins, internet culture)
requests are open
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Have we yet to introduce a competent researcher any SCP that had the idea to give them a therapist?
Oh worry not, many of the anomalies have therapists (thopgh its generally only approved for safe class), however I believe you are confusing our Foundation research facilities for prisons or rehabilitaion centers.
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I get better at art only so I can draw higher quality old man yaoi
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i guess one thing i would like to see acknowledged more is that gender non-conforming folks, trans* folks, queer folks, nonbinary gendered peeps, &c. throughout history have, yes, been celebrated revolutionaries and/or spiritual leaders in their communities AND those same people were also complicated and catty and f*cked up and real. Like, those two things aren’t mutually exclusive--ACTUALLY, appreciating how impossible perfection is to achieve is inherent to holding compassion for others. Being chill with messiness and shame in yourself and humanity provides peak wisdom.
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List of logical fallacies committed/flawed arguments used by my recent hate anon who I believe is one person. I didn’t publish some of the asks because of some of the completely off topic misdirects and vile things they said
Straw man
Ad homnem
False equivocation
Bandwagon fallacy
Red herring fallacy
Either/or fallacy
Fallacy of composition
The Texas sharpshooter (cherry picking)
Slippery slope fallacy
Burden of proof
Genetic fallacy
Fallacy of ambiguity
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