#also clef head is too big

[cupinho]

"Do you know that guy?"

I didnt liked this one a lot, ok concept, horrible execution

it doesnt seems ike but clef is hearing pijamas

[weirdmageddon]

some dave lalonde ideas lol...idk if i like the hair curl or not...something about it here is too busy in the design without much counterbalance? too "feminine"...? i mean granted being raised by mom would make dave be more in touch with his inborn softer side. not that he'd be completely effeminate though, he's just more natural in presentation instead of trying to be hardass macho like bro but the design should still communicate "masc"

i noticed a big thing about dave lalonde is naturality, to his design, to his relationship with earnestness and post-irony (that wraps back around to genuine sentiment) and that being his natural type of humor and communication (like roxy herself), instead of artificially inflating the irony layers with bro

i LOVE the idea of him unlocking the roxy curl with conditioner and in my head it would look EXACTLY like dave’s hair in lobster’s art but im kind of on the fence about the execution just from an appealing/balanced character design perspective... hmm.

edit: i changed the swirl in the sprite edits so that it's less "dense" -- taking it from mom's sprite instead of roxy's, and it looks a whole lot better. it also sort of looks like a bass clef which is fitting for dave's music interest lol

regardless heres the ride edits without.

let me know what you think

[cripplecharacters]

Hi, I'm writing a book with a lot of characters who have facial differences for various reasons, and there are two I was hoping to ask you about because I'm afraid they may be too trope-y due to how they are when the reader meets them.

One is a girl who had a traumatic injury as a baby that caused the forced removal of around half of her face, including the skull, meaning she's missing one eye, around a third of her jaw, one cheekbone- the scar goes from right next to her nose back to just in front of her right ear, up to just a touch above her hairline (where her face meets the crown of her head) to halfway down her neck, as if someone took a upward swing at her head with some kind of blade. This girl has a magical healing ability, which is how she survived the injury, and has received a few surgeries years after the fact to try and give her face a more normal shape, but cosmetics aren't something she's extremely interested in. It's her face and she's pretty used to it, she likes it, and if people want to freak out at the sight of her scar then that's on them and she'll laugh. Still, when the reader first meets her, she is covering her face, though not because of her facial difference. She has a noticeably nonhuman skin tone, indigo, that marks her as someone with strong magic and thus puts her in a lot of danger, so she covers her skin to keep people from trying to kill her. This mask also includes a kind of plastic face shield under the cloth part that gives her face a slightly more normal shape. She ditches both pretty quickly once she's in a safe situation where she won't be killed over her skin colour, but I'm still really worried she falls into the mask trope.

The other character has Williams Syndrome, a scar from a clef lip, a major scar that covers around 70% of her body, including part of her face, and her pupils are kind of foggy from her glaucoma, eyes not usually focusing which makes it kind of obvious she's nearly completely blind (retinopathy of prematurity and recurring glaucoma.) The thing about her is that, when she reader first meets her, she's used her shapeshifting to hide most of her facial difference (all except the features from her Williams Syndrome) because there's an emergency going on and she would rather not be interrogated about her face while trying to save someone's life. She loses control of her shapeshifting and goes back to her normal form, with her scars and all of that, while extremely angry at someone, which does shock the two people in the room who don't see her day-to-day and who don't know that this is what she usually looks like. As far as this character is concerned, her scars are something she takes pride in. Her Williams Syndrome is a fact of her life, as is her blindness, her cleft lip scar has been there for as long as she can remember, it's as unremarkable to her as her eyebrows, and the big scar is from the time she fought what was basically a god a few years back and won, and she takes pride in that one. She usually doesn't shapeshift this stuff away (other than changing her eyes just a bit, just enough to make it so that she isn't obviously blind because that puts a target on her back,) because she doesn't see a point in it.

There are several other characters with facial differences, both congenital and from injuries, including the main character who has Williams Syndrome, I just want to know if there's anything I need to change about these two. Thank you

Hi!

First things first - great to see you have multiple characters with FD! That makes a lot of difference for tropes. Even better to hear that they're diverse among themselves! Love to see that.

For the first character, it sounds fine! She doesn't use it for her scarring - I enjoy that you make it clear - and doesn't wear it all the time, or even the majority of it. If you want to be very safe, you can have a character who is also indigo and hides it, but without a facial difference - could be referenced only in passing, or even just a mention that it was a some other, FD-less character in the same situation as her that gave her the idea on how to hide it. But again, it sounds good - I think of it in the same way as a character with FD who is a knight or a surgeon who covers their face when necessary because that's what needed at the moment.

The second one is a bit more complicated but it's okay as well! First thing I thought of is to make sure what type (open, closed, congenital, etc.) of glaucoma she has, as not all of them change the outward appearance of the eye! Just something to keep in mind to not accidentally mix the congenital appearance with open-angle onset. But back to the question. It's nice that when she transforms she still keeps some of her disability's features! As for the "hiding" I think it can be okay if done occasionally/not constantly, and especially if it's actually somewhat addressed in the story - with how, for example, people pay way too much attention to people with FDs and that can be awkward and uncomfortable. Of course it doesn't have to be said like that, but the sentiment is real for a ton of visibly disabled people - sometimes you just want others to stop staring and mind their business. That's real. Just pay attention to not make it seem like it's the disability's fault, but it doesn't seem like you need that remainder. For the "reveal", this is the slightly complicated part. It's not bad, but I would just advise you to use words carefully. I would consider it an interesting scenario that could be possibly written in a pejorative way. Make sure to put the shock on the change in her appearance, not the fact that it's a scar (or, if that is what the other characters focus on, narrate it in a way that shows it's a reaction that this specific person has, not a reasonable reaction to that information). Having someone you know shape-shift into someone else in front of you is the horrifying part, not the fact that they have a scar! Last thing, in regard to her shapeshifting her eyes' appearance - most people are extremely bad at telling when someone is blind. I suppose that it depends on the culture and knowledge of the environment she's in, but just something to keep in mind.

I will admit that I was rather nitpicky in this answer because I still wanted to give some suggestions and input, and there just isn't anything major to critique. In most questions I get about FD there are usually many glaring issues that I try to help with, but your story... doesn't really have those. You seem to be careful and cautious in your writing of characters with facial differences and I appreciate this a lot! Consider my answer a suggestion on how to expand on your characters or story, not "fix" them.

I'm very pleasantly surprised and I hope I get to read more things like this! :) (smile emoji)

Mod Sasza

[dxwnfxll]

Giving the chubby readers some stuff <333

Scp/Scp staff with a chubby s/o

Warnings: nsfw, smut, afab(assigned female at birth) reader at some parts

(Small note, updated Shaw to Amar. Amar is my ver of Bright/Shaw)

••Dr. Amar••

-I see Jack as the type of person to LUV chubby people, idk why but i can just imagine him squeezing your thighs as she holds you against her just praising your body

-she has a praising kink, she loves praising your body (especially if you have low self esteem). They'll probably fuck you in front of a mirror so that you can see your beauty

-he likes to touch you, very clingy person (especially since she's touch deprived) will sometimes jokingly say to 'crush him'

-will buy you clothes that hug your curves all right, dudes probably fucking drooling over how you look

-he loves laying his head on your lap while you play with her hair, it's a little thing they enjoy

-if anyone says shit about your weight well guess who's magically a D-class now?

••Dr. Clef••

-Clef is chubby himself so he's perfectly fine dating another chubby person

-similar to Jack he's secretly into body worshipping, whether it be his or yours.He's also into biting, a lil bdsm and sometimes degrading

-he loves to sneak up behind you and surprise you, he'll just do this randomly. Sometimes when you're getting dressed and sometimes when you're working

-in the sheets he's a rough guy, but he'll dial it back if it's too much. He wants to make sure you're comfy during intimate times

-if anyone says shit about you he solves it by making them..uncomfortable. Dude will just start making out with you in front of the dude.

-but that doesn't mean the person who was rude to you is getting off scott free, He's finding them and they're becoming another casualty

••Dr. Kondraki••

-Kondraki another chubby guy (who's pretty fucking tall to), he absolutely adores you but unlike Jack and Clef he's not all for PDA

-that doesn't mean he's embarrassed of you or anything, he just doesn't like people knowing who he folds. Oh yeah he folds you btw.

-in his office he'll keep you on his lap, no matter how much you complain that you're 'too big' or whatever he'll just ignore it and keep you there

-"Konny i'm too big to sit-" "no you're not, now stop squirming i'm trying to work."

-He's rough in bed and a total dom, he makes sure to always compliment your body during spicy time. Especially if you're insecure, he'll trail kisses from your lips down to your thighs

-he lets you borrow his clothes and if anyone says anything he just gives them *the look*

-if anyone says shit about your weight, they're on 682 duty while you're on a romantic date with Konny

••Dr. Talloran••

-Talloran doesn't mind if you're chubby, skinny or muscular. They're a 💫personality💫 type of person

-they'll hold your hand as you both walk down the hallway, or they'll wrap their arm around your shoulders

-very intimate with you but very vanilla spicy time, they will kiss up your arm tho like Gomez from the Aadams family

-if someone says anything about your weight Talloran will 'defend your honor' they'll just release all their pent up rage on the person

-then afterwards they'll grab your hand and pretty much drag you elsewhere to do something better, like a romantic date in the break room

••Draven Kondraki••

-Draven doesn't mind your weight and similar to Talloran he goes for anyone of any body type. He doesn't really have a preference.

-he likes to try and pick you up (and succeeding) carrying you around sometimes or just holding you in his arms

-similar to his dad he likes to have you in his lap, he'll straddle you holding your hips as you sit on his lap facing him while he makes out with you

-similar to Jack as well he likes buying you clothes that fit juuuuuust right. Especially tops, he loves seeing your breasts squished together for some reason. Actually he just likes your boobs in general.

-likes coming up behind you and holding you against him

-if anyone says shit to you he'll just give them a look, and if they're an MTF he'll some how make sure they have extra extra training

••Mikell Amar/05-6••

-Mikell I feel also prefers chubby people, but he also doesn't really have a preference? If that makes sense?

-he's a very horny man, dude wants to do just about anything and everything with you.

-eat food off you? Yep, body worshipping? Yep, make you thigh ride him? Yerp, start making out with you in the middle of the damn hallway where just about anyone could walk in? Yeah. He'll do it.

-likes to have you ride him during spicy time, he'll hold you there and guide you even while he comfortably lays back on the bed with his long hair all messy

-if anyone says shit to you well...they're gone. Simple, He's an 05 what he says goes and the other 05 don't really care if some JR researcher gets terminated.

••Sorry nothing here••

Yeah i removed Conner finally, i won't be writing for him anymore due to the drama that happened sorry y'all enjoy this capybara tho before continuing your reading

What a silly guy, anyways enjoy the rest!

••035••

-035 i feel also has no specific type, He's just a lil mask in need of love

-now at first he is kind of an ass to you, but then again he's an ass to everyone he meets. Usually always trying to manipulate them, but you were different he liked you liked how you looked

-he requests you daily and will pretty much throw a temper tantrum if you don't.

-he loves body praising, loves talking about how beautiful you are and often compares you to statues and works of arts that he's seen

-He's a very freaky and kinky person, whenever he has a host you can't keep him away from you

-loves leaving marks on you, lil burn marks from his corrosive since he can't really leave hickeys and stuff lol

-very possesive of you as well so if anyone says anything all of a sudden they're doing a 360 and treating you like damn royalty

-they also may end up as his new host lolol

••049••

-049 is a person who has no preference, so if he loves you he loves ya y'know?

-He's very delicate with you (and obviously if you're with him you have immunity to his touch) he'll hold you close and just hum, sometimes he'll randomly brush your hair as well (if you have hair that is)

-He's very romantic as well, like old timey romantic. So don't expect any 'freaky' stuff with him, he'll just enjoy a comfortable silence with you over how some others on this list spend time with ya

-when it comes to spicy time he likes to call it 'love making' and he makes sure he's gentle and loving during it.

-if anyone says anything about your weight they're gonna be his new 'test dummy', he doesn't take disrespect towards his "darling" at all.

••073••

-very tired man who just wants to love ya, he doesn't care for a persons body just how they are or what their personality is like

-very gentle and caring lover, likes to take his time with you if you catch my drift

-if you're insecure he simply won't understand in a sense? You're beautiful in his eyes so how on gods green earth can you dislike yourself?

-He's a very gentle and touchy lover during spicy time, very slow as well don't expect anything rough with him lolol

-if he has any kinks it's probably just body worshipping and being dom

-if anyone says anything about your weight he gets all flabbergasted like :o >:O

-"how dare you say that! Have you no manners and decency for those around you?"

-then he'll apologize to you and take you elsewhere

••Gerald••

-Gerald has the worst luck ever, so he's uh..kinda careful with you? Don't take that as an insult but literally anything and anyone can somehow cause him to break three ribs

-honestly though he doesn't seem to mind all to much when you sit on his lap and his leg cracks weirdly, he'll go through hell for you honestly (plus by this point he's used to the pain, He's more worried that YOU'LL get hurt if anything)

-He's very romantic during spicy time, and also very careful

-He's not all for being super romantic in public (cause he just feels something bad will happen) but he will hold your hand and lean against you randomly

-if anyone says shit about you his bad luck will probably just get them, but he definitely calls them an 'ass' and just walks off with you

••Iceberg••

-Iceberg is an asshole but when it comes to you he's got a soft spot, that doesn't mean he wasn't an asshole to you at first.

-he was very assholish to you at first and even picked on your weight a bit, but then he started seeing you as attractive and..yeahhhh he did a sort of 180? Like he was still an asshole but he stopped making fun of your weight

-and once you two became a thing he literally went rabid on anyone who did.

-He's rough and kinky with his sex, loves to bite you and have you thigh ride him. I can see him as a switch though so sometimes he'd love it if you took control..maybe even bite him a lil

-if anyone says shit about you he just calls them a bitch and walks off with you, He's not gonna get physical with someone unless they continue it

-he builds up your self esteem now feeling kinda bad for the days he bullied you.

••Glass••

-Glass is a very considerate and kind person, if you have low self esteem he's there for you 24/7 (or well when he's not working)

-He's always building you up and 'making' you love yourself

-if you have low self esteem he has some exercises to do with you, those being you standing in front of a mirror and telling yourself that you're beautiful while he has his arm around your shoulder.

-He's a very gentle and passionate lover, almost treats you like you're made of glass (haha get it?..i'm sorry) but sometimes he can get a lil 'crazy'

-he cab go from being a careful lover kissing up your arm to holding the small of your back with his arm around your neck as he hungrily kisses your lips.

-He's also similar to Jack in the whole fucking you in front of a mirror, he even calls it a 'self esteem exercise' plus he just really likes seeing his work if you catch my drift

-if anyone says something about you he will glare at them but will then immediately make sure you're okay

-"Dear are you okay? Don't listen to them, you're very beautiful.." "But.." "Shhhh, no no it's okay c'mon.."

Hope you enjoyed!!

Requests are open!!

[talesfromsiteredacted]

How Various Members of Site Command React to Sudden Hugs

Okay, this is by no means at complete list of who's huggable on site and who isn't, and HR would have maid-waifuless kittens if they found out I even made this list. That being said... it's a lot safer to hug some staffers than others.

First, no one on record has tried hugging Dr. Gears. But, should someone be brave or crazy enough to try it... he might get to tolerate it with repeated attempts.

Second, hugging Dr. Bright is just encouraging him to be a perv. Stick to pats on the head. On second though... just don't touch Dr. Bright.

Third, Dr. Glass gives the warmest hugs, next to Cain, 999, and 343 themselves. 10/10, highly recommend hugging him if you had a bad day.

Fourth, Dr. Iceberg. Yeah... Sadly, I think only his partner Quinn can get away with that one. Anyone else would wind up with at least a literal cold shoulder.

Clef is most likely to just ninja hug the crap out of you in retaliation if you do this to him first. My ribs still hurt from this morning's clingy ambush. More likely to happen if he's hungover.

Dr. Rights is a hugger. Do not hug unless you're free for ten minutes at least.

Do not ninja hug Dr. Gerald. He likes hugs, but... exaggerated startle responses are not fun. Approach slowly from the front once consent is given, do not squeeze.

Cain will turn terracotta red if hugged off guard. Agent Nordstrom thinks it's adorable.

It is nearly impossible to ninja hug 343. He still loves hugs, so feel free to try. Just... not with whiskey in hand. It's a sin to waste good alcohol.

Dr. Light is fond of hugs. For the record, if she really likes you, she squeezes.

Ninja hugging 999 means you sink into him a tiny bit, like jumping onto a huge Jello lump. Just don't build up too much speed. I recommend this on those really crap days.

Assuming you locate him, hugging Dr. Kondraki will have one of two results: him either shouting at you or dragging you down to the local karaoke bar to get smashed and sing 90's heavy metal off key with him. If he's already half pickled with booze first, it's the latter. There is no in between.

Dr. Shaw will also blush if hugged. It's sweet. Also gives very gentle hugs.

Dr. Myriad, however... be prepared for a rib-bruising hug in return.

Iris is not a hugger. Only family and Agent Markovich can hug her and live.

Do not attempt to hug Dr. Mann. He's not a touchy feely guy, you will be shot at.

Agent Strelnikof likes hugs, believe it or not. Bonus if the hugger is a pretty woman.

Do not hug Agent Dimitriov around 076-2, unless Abel agrees. Agent Okame was just trying to help, you didn't need to kill her, Big Brother! No GTA5 for three weeks.

There was one intern who actually hugged 294 after it produced "a perfect duplicate of my nan's hot chocolate, right down to the correct color of marshmallow Peep". The machine did seem to perform better for the rest of the day, but the test was never duplicated.

Dr. Kain Pathos-Crow is hit and miss on hugging. But... he loves a good ear scratch, like most canine lifeforms.

Dr. Cimmerian gives great hugs, at a dollar a piece. If you're good at something, never do it for free.

Hugging Agent Lombardi will get you punched. Don't.

No hugging Lieutenant Tori. She will shoot you. In the knee. With buckshot. Twice for repeat offenders.

No surprise hugs with Dr. Sherman, lest you get a lecture on consent. Best to just bring him a coffee. He's nice, just a stickler for decorum on site.

I myself welcome hugs from almost anyone except Agent O'Hare for obvious reasons, and Dr. Bright, again for obvious reasons. Just mind my teacup, please.

[dzthenerd490]

Tales: SCP-105 x SCP-166 Part 1

The date was 6-1-2013 a surprisingly great time for today's event, the wedding of Agent Iris Thompson, currently 30, and Doctor Meri Clef, currently 32. Nobody expected this despite their love being so obvious, but these two women were finally ready to spend the rest of their immortal lives together. Having deep connections like this was rare within the Foundation, especially since the O5 Council was strongly against it. They were especially against this wedding, but the Ethics Committee was able to shut them up. Of course, once the wedding was over all agents, MTF units, doctors, researchers, and other Foundation staff would have to get back to work right away. But no one was focusing on that right now, instead they were focused on the wedding of the century.

After lots of debate between the two they both decided to be wearing wedding dresses. Dr. Wells was surprisingly ok with it and even agreed to be the one to marry them off. Iris wanted Dr. Wicked to do it, but he refused almost immediately, even when she jokingly begged him to reconsider. She mainly just asked because she heard about how angry he was about marrying Agent Pardy with Dr. Pardy and wanted to annoy him even further. Iris chucked as she remembered how angry Dr. Wicked looked when she asked him to marry them off.

"Hey! Hold still!" Agent Wells giggled as she was preparing Iris dress, making sure to make it fit well but not be too tight.

"Sorry I was just remembering something funny. But also, I'm just so happy... Say what was your wedding like?"

"Nuh-uh, its bad luck to talk about someone else's wedding at your own."

"What? That's not a thing!"

"Ha! Yeah, your right, it was... scary... I mean I don't regret it; I do love him even today but... at the time it was a big decision, so I just wasn't sure if I had the strength for it. But I eventually found it and walked down that carpet and that's when I saw him staring at me with that charming smile of his. That's when I knew that all the fear I had before was so silly and would never again stop me from following my heart." Agent Wells then realized that she was slacking off on fixing Iris's dress. She then looked up to see Iris looking down at her with sparkling eyes, she was clearly touched by Agent Wells story.

"Hey! I'm not the girl your supposed to be admiring today remember?!"

"Ha?! As if! I just think your story was so sweet... But seriously thank you, I really needed to hear that, and yeah, I think I feel the same. I am a little scared but frankly I don't think I'll ever regret today." Suddenly Doctor Pardy and Agent Strutemyer entered the room as well.

"Ok I got the bridal bouquet!"

"And I have your veil right... here... wow, you look amazing." Iris looked at them both with a smile. She was wearing an ivory dress with the bust and waist outlined with golden fabric. The sleeves were sea through and detailed with light blue butterflies that were outlined with ivory silk.

"Thank you, girls. especially you kylie but I don't really need a veil." Agent Strutemyer sighed but she nodded in understanding and put the veil away.

"Say did any of you happen to see the dress that belongs to the love of my life?"

"Nu-uh Iris, it's bad luck to see your significant other before the ceremony."

"Oh, come on! I'm just asking for some minor details!" Agent Wells then grab a hair pin from the table and used it to tie up Agent Thompson's hair.

"All you need to focus on is how you look now, so you'll both look perfect." Iris sighed and looked back to the mirror as Agent Strutemyer fit the veil on her head and Doctor Pardy gave her the flowers.

"I do still find it strange two girls marrying like this." Iris and Agent Strutemyer looked at Doctor Pardy, Iris in confusion and Agent Strutemyer in anger as if she was trying to silently tell her to shut up.

"... BUT, I'll get over it. Besides today isn't about me, it's about you!" Doctor Pardy and Agent Strutemyer both hugged Iris. She then hugged them both back, she hadn't known either of them for very long, but she was grateful for how supportive they were. Only a small portion of the entire Foundation was supportive of this wedding, so it was honestly a blessing.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Don't ruin her dress! You're going to get it all wrinkled." Doctor Pardy and Agent Strutemyer both smiled playfully as they quickly let go of Iris. Agent Wells growled in anger and started waving your hands over Iris's dress.

"Argh! Hey that's hot!"

"Don't be such a baby, it's just to get rid of the wrinkles. I'll be done in a second." Iris just grunted in disappointment as she tried to stay still and ignore the fact that Agent Wells was practically burning her.

***

Meanwhile in the other room Dr. Clef was in her wedding dress with Dr. Corvio being the one who was getting her dress ready. Meanwhile Dr. Stella and Agent Victoria were watching in anticipation.

"Alright! Done! What do you girls think!" Dr. Corvio stepped out of the way and to allow Agent Victoria to see, her eyes sparkled in excitement. However, Agent Victoria remembered that Dr. Stella couldn't see and quickly went over to her ear and described everything. Meri's dress was a Champagne style dress that was decorated with flowers all over the Sleeves and Silhouette of the dress. Some of which stood out specifically because they were outlined with golden fabric. After Agent Victoria was done describing the dress, Dr. Stella blushed and smiled out of overwhelming joy. She then said in sign language "It couldn't have turned out better, you look beautiful!"

"Thank you!" Meri then twirled around to further show off the dress. Agent Victoria started clapping and Dr. Stella started doing the sign language clap as she could tell what Meri was doing. However, the moment was ruined when an MTF trooper entered the room, which concerned Meri, Dr. Corvio, and Agent Victoria.

"What's wrong?"

"Wha? Oh! Sorry!" The MTF trooper then realized that he didn't have the flower on his vest to show that he was part of the security for the wedding. All three of them groaned in annoyance as they thought he was from outside of the room where the wedding was being held and therefore was going to tell them about an emergency. Dr. Stella was left confused as to why they were so scared one second and angry the next.

"Ahem! Sorry to interrupt but it's almost time to begin."

"Ah! Oh my gosh I'm so sorry I waisted too much time! Come along dear let's get you ready now."

"We'll see you out there!" Dr. Stella then signed, "Don't worry, we're all here for you!" the two of them then hurried out and got to the ceremony. Dr. Corvio was about to escort Meri out, but she then noticed how she was looking at the mirror while smiling. However what Dr. Corvio truly noticed was the Meri's eyes were filled with sadness and longing.

"Meri? Are you ok?"

"... I just wish my dad was here." Dr. Corvio didn't know what to say, so she quickly walked over to Meri and hugged her tightly. Meri grabbed Dr. Corvio's arms and smiled, appreciating Corvio's attempt to make her feel better.

"You existed before The Reset, do you know what my dad was like?"

"Oh uh... well he was... Wild..."

"What?"

"Uh, but! Ahem, if there was one thing to admire it's that, from what I can remember before The Reset, the one thing that was most important to him... was you. He never stopped trying to get back to you." Meri stared at Dr. Corvio with her dice head, Dr. Corvio's head would normally shift to the one-side of the die when she was telling the truth and to the six-side of the die when she was lying. Dr. Clef was able to smile when she saw Dr. Corvio's head shifting to the one-side of the die.

"Thank you, Melissa."

"Anytime my dear, now come on! You can't keep everyone waiting."

***

Iris exited her room and outside there was Dr. Wicked who was looking bored and that he really didn't want to be here. He was actually wearing a tux which was weird for him since he normally only wore plain clothes with his signature lab coat. Iris smiled as she loved annoying Dr. Wicked, like Agent Victoria she liked to think of him as her older brother. Agent Thompson quickly ran to him and hugged his arm while giggling joyfully to both annoy him and show how happy she truly was. Dr. Wicked groaned thought Iris couldn't see him frowning as he was still wearing his signature medical mask.

"... you ready kid?"

"I think it's a little inappropriate to call me a kid, especially today."

"Whatever. But seriously thought, you ready?"

"Not at all... Let's do it." Iris smiled and linked arms with Dr. Wicked, he grunted again while she giggled. The two of them started walking down the carpet and the two MTF troopers in front of them quickly opened the door. A blinding light showered over them thankfully their eyes quickly adjusted to see everyone there in a wide-open field with cherry blossom trees everywhere. There were long rows of seats on both sides each having a person sitting there, all of which quickly rose up to look at Iris as she was escorted by Dr. Wicked. Some were Foundation staff that have become friends with Iris and Meri. Then there were the fellow anomalies, Childhood friends like Agent Victoria, Dr. Stella, Dr. Stefansdottir, Emily Evolution, and Agent Wells. Then others who were just good friends like Dr. Haselhurst who was holding Abby Johnson, Cain, Agent Belitrov, and Agent Miller. Finally there was The Specter who was currently playing the piano. But of course, the cherry for Iris was to see her future wife right there at the wedding arbour. She smiled at her and couldn't help but sigh in longing as thought about how beautiful Meri looked, which she felt she should have expected since in her eyes Meri is always beautiful.

Agent Victoria was actually standing behind Meri as she was the maid of honor and there was Dr. Stella behind her who was the one holding the rings. Then there was Elrin who was the flower girl; as such, she used her anomalous abilities to throw flowers in the air. Agent Thompson wore a broken smile as did everyone else since she was throwing the flowers too high in the air, but she was so happy, so no one had the heart to stop her. Thought there were those that were too scared to since her sister Kasta was there. She was sitting on one of the chairs with her arms crossed looking just as annoyed as Dr. Wicked was. She naturally loved destruction and chaos, so this wedding was unbearable to her, the only reason she came was because her sister was here.

The flowers started flying in the air and landing in random places, it was to the point that it was starting to get annoying. Ironic given the anomalous properties of the pollen within the flowers was supposed to make people happy. To lift the mood again, Dr. Stefansdottir quickly used her anomalous abilities to turn the flowers into butterflies that resembled flowers. Emily was delighted by the sight of this and decided to play along, every flower she managed to touch she transformed into butterflies with wings that shimmered like crystals. Everyone was amazed by the sight of the butterflies and so was Elrin, however she quickly noticed she reached the end of the rug and quickly got out of the way and sat with her sister.

Meanwhile Dr. Wicked still looked annoyed, wanting his part to be over as soon as possible. He then saw Agent Victoria looking at him, she was pointing at her face and smiling, trying to silently tell him to smile. He just grunted in annoyance and pretended to ignore her. However, he then noticed that Agent Pardy was looking at him and covering his mouth and laughing. Dr. Wicked growled in anger and was about to yell at him but Iris quickly slapped him on the back of the head. Dr. Wicked looked back at her but she was still smiling at Dr. Clef, though he knew that she knew he was staring at her. None-the-less he also knows it was stupid to keep being angry, so he let it go after sighing in annoyance.

However, everyone stopped when the music suddenly stopped out of nowhere. Everyone then looked to the piano to see The Specter crying. He was seemingly weeping out of overwhelming joy so he couldn't even focus on playing the piano. However, after crying for a short while he did notice that everyone was staring at him, some in confusion and others in anger.

"Wha- what?! Even justice cries sometimes! I can’t help it because this is such a beautiful and lovely moment! Love is the ally of justice you know! I'm just overwhelmed at how beautiful it is!"

"Just keep playing the piano you idiot!" Iris elbowed Dr. Wicked as she though he was being too harsh, he just glared at her for a second before the two of them started walking again. Not long after The Specter stopped crying and started playing the piano again and continued the wedding theme.

"Ugh, I hate that guy."

"You know he embodies justice, right?"

"Oh really? I hate him more now." Iris then sighed and rolled her eyes, she really wished that Dr. Wicked would loosen up more often. Thought they finally made it to the wedding arbour, where Dr. Wicked let Iris go and she quickly held hands with Meri. Iris was about to thank Dr. Wicked, but he quickly turned away and went to sit in one of the chairs. Iris sighed in disappointment but still managed to smile as she faced Meri who smiled back and shrugged.

"Heh, nice work Doc." Dr. Wicked then punched Agent Pardy in the stomach.

"Shut up Bill." Agent Pardy grunted in pain as he looked at Dr. Wicked in annoyance, he then looked to Starla, gently grabbed her hand and kissed it as the two of them smiled and turned to watch Iris and Meri. Iris and Meri them turned to see Dr. Wells standing there with his wings spreading out and smiling at him both while holding his bible.

Thought Dr. Wells was wearing a pastor outfit, he wasn't a real pastor at all, though technically this wasn't a real wedding so frankly nothing was off the table. None-the-less, Iris and Meri appreciated him doing this for them. Iris still found it weird that they were all such good friends with him despite him being a Christan, Meri being a Catholic, and her being an Atheist. He then opened his bible and started the wedding script.

"Ahem! Friends, Allies, Family, and Loved ones. We are gathered here today in the good graces of God to witness the divine and loving union between these two beautiful souls. Them being the wonderful Meri and the brave Iris." The speech continued and every so often Dr. Wells included heavier Christian wording which deeply bothered Iris. Meri didn't seem to be bothered but Iris knew that Meri was actually really good at pretending to calm when something was bothering her. Though thankfully it didn't last long and finally Dr. wells reached the final part.

"And now Meri and Iris, are you ready to proclaim your everlasting love for one another to each other. With everyone here and god himself as your witness." But of them looked at him and smiled as they both said "yes" at the same time.

"Very well then, Meri do you take Iris to be your lawfully wedded partner? Will you honor and cherish her; love, trust, and commit to her, through joy and pain, sickness and health, and whatever life may throw at you both, until death do you part?"

"I do."

"And do you Iris vow to do the same for Meri? Will you honor and cherish her; love, trust, and commit to her, through joy and pain, sickness and health, and whatever life may throw at you both, until death do you part?"

"... Hell yeah!" Iris was expecting everyone to gasp but instead they all either snorted or coughed out of shock and how funny they all thought it was. Even Meri and Dr. Wells had to cover their mouths by how shocked they were though even they thought it was a little funny.

"*snorts* Ah! Ahem, well then! May I please see the rings?" Dr. Stella was actually still trying to collect herself since she still thought it was funny. Thankfully she was able to walk up to them, albeit unsteadily, and gave the rings to Meri and Iris. The two of them took a single one from the pillow and she then quickly went back to where she was standing.

"Now then please hold the rings high in front of your partner." Iris and Meri did exactly as Dr. Wells instructed.

"Now first Iris, please recite the vows."

"Meri, I promise to love you and commit to you my whole life. I promise to be there for you when you need me, to be honest with you, to be faithful to you, and to walk through the journey of life together. May there be nothing that comes between us, and should we ever find troubles, may we face them together." Meri blushed with her eyes sparkling in delight and love, she then held out her hand and Iris put the ring on her finger.

"Now Meri, your vows."

"Iris, I promise to love you and commit to you my whole life. I promise to be there for you when you need me, to be honest with you, to be faithful to you, and to walk through the journey of life together... no matter what happens, no matter what comes our way, no matter who or what tries to get in-between us. I'll be there for you and if I'm not there, then please know that I won't ever stop searching until I find you." Iris was speechless as a single tear left her eye, her heart was beating so fast by how beautiful and touching that final part of the vow was. However, the both of them then noticed that Dr. Wells had a tear falling form his eye as well. He quickly noticed them staring at him, so he wiped it away, the two of them giggled in response and most of the guests in the chairs started chuckling as well. Iris quickly cleared her throat and raised her hand; Meri then placed the ring on her finger.

"Ahem! Then by the powers vested to me, by your love, by god, and by the Foundation, I now pronounce you both lawfully wedded! You may kiss!" Iris and Meri did so and kissed, to which everyone sitting stood up and started clapping and cheering. Dr. Wells was smiling proudly at the sight of his two friends being lovingly married. However, while he was still smiling, he started snapping his fingers at The Specter, since he wasn't playing the piano.

"Oh! Right, sorry!" The Specter started playing the piano again while everyone continued clapping and cheering. Meri and Iris then stopped kissing and waved at everyone, thanking them all for being here. The two then walked down the carpet slowly while continuing to thank and wave at everyone. While everyone was focused on Meri and Iris, Dr. Wicked walked away, seemingly walking into the open field they were in. However, he stopped randomly in the middle of the field, reached out, and touched a computer panel.

As Dr. Wicked, started pressing buttons and adjusting the program the world around everyone started glitching. Some people were confused but others started groaning in disappointment. Agent Bill Pardy in particular was annoyed with Dr. Wicked.

"Come on Doc! What's the rush?" Dr. Wicked just glared back at him and continued to reprogram the holographic projection room they were in.

"Alright, you impatient bastard. Sorry! Everyone, guess we're moving on to the afterparty!" Everyone then got out of the chairs and started going to the door of the room while the infrastructure of the room changed. The chairs, the wedding arbour, the piano, and all the other decorations started fading away. Instead, a dance floor was created with a stage in front of it, with a DJ station and lots of other instruments. Then there was a table where food normally was, but it was completely baren. Instead, several AFA-1's dressed in butlers suits walked into the room all of which were holding different plates and bowls of food. Then there were four of them that walked in while carefully holding the wedding cake.

Everyone clapped when they saw the cake, it was a pure white cake with miniature figures of Iris and Meri on the top. The side of the cake where Iris was decorated with edible blue photos, on the Meri's side of the cake was beautifully decorated with leaves, branches, and edible wildflowers.

"Hahaha! Wow!"

"It's amazing!"

"My compliments to the chef!" SCP-5031 then showed up, following the AFA-1 units holding the cake and as soon as he was visible, he bowed to everyone while they were parsing the cake. He was wearing a collar that allowed him to be visible to them all. Iris and Meri realized that this was a good time and quickly walked away from the crowed, Iris then raised her bridal bouquet. Everyone knew what this meant and formed a crowd on the dance floor, Iris then turned around, and threw her bouquet in the air. Everyone joyfully raised their arms to reach for it, but while in the air it was shot with red lighting and quickly fell to the ground in embers. Everyone stood there shocked then some looked to Kasta who was just standing there still looking annoyed.

"Oh, sorry! Maybe if you were better at throwing and weren't such a loser that wouldn't have happened." Kasta then walked away leaving everyone in an awkward silence. An MTF trooper had an idea to fix this and quickly ran up to the DJ station, inserted a disk, and started playing music. Everyone then started cheering as they got on the dance floor. Some were all talking, dancing, or eating the food but they were all having a good time and so was Iris and Meri. Agent Victory ran to them both and hugged them tightly which nearly broke both their backs.

"Ah! So- Sorry I did- did- didn't mean to do tha- that."

"Haha... Its- Its ok Cindy, I guess you're still getting used to being so strong now."

"Say, is your voice, ok? I hear it glitching."

"A- A- Ah, I uh, don't- don't know I guess I'll need to ask big- big- big brother to look at it la- la- later. I'm still get- get- getting used to tal- tal- talking."

"Don't let Daniel hear you say that he still hates being called brother by Tau-5."

"He- He- He also hates being called Da- Da- Daniel, its better to just say Dr. Wicked. Though, I- I- I don't know why, He- He- He doesn't hate the others but- but- but he still doesn't like- like- like to associate- being with the- the- them."

"Hello young ones." The three of them jumped away from the source of that voice as they turned to see it was Dr. Haselhurst.

"Ah... hi, you're not going to try and cure me... again?"

"Of course not, I found that joy is a surprising benefactor against the pestilence, and I see no shortage of it today. Besides, young lady, you should be well aware of the deal I made with the Foundation. I have no reason to harm anyone when I have plenty or rats to pursue my tests on."

"Right..."

"Of course, today is not the time of science but the second-best thing that being celebration. I personally hope you both enjoy yourselves and that you'll like the gift I have you."

"You brought gifts?"

"Indeed, in fact everyone did, including that psychotic specimen did, what was he called, SCP-076-2?"

"Able, Dr. Haselhurst, his name is Able." Meri then noticed Iris getting visibly upset, Iris hated it when they called each other by their SCP numbers, it wasn't hard to see why.

"Of course, forgive me. Anyways I believe this doctor has taken up enough of your time, thought instead it seems another doctor is only second away from taking my place." Iris, Meri, and Agent Cidney Victoria looked at Dr. Haselhurst in confusion. He then pointed to the stage and the three of them saw Dr. Wicked on there and heading straight for the piano. The three of them were left wide eyed and their jaws dropping as it was obvious why he was up there but the idea of him playing music was definingly unheard of.

Suddenly Dr. Wicked pressed a button on a remote that he was holding, and a large blank screen started coming down on the back of the stage like a curtain. Dr. Wicked then pressed another button and a projector started playing a paused video on the projector curtain. He walked up to the MTF trooper playing as a DJ and signaled him to stop playing music and asked for a microphone.

"Ahem, now as you are all now, I really don't want to be here, and I think this whole thing is a waste of time. I mean if you want to express you love for one another just have sex or something." Everyone started groaning or sighing in embarrassment. Iris in particular started scratching the back of her head in embarrassment while her facial expression made it clear how equally mad, she was. Meri was smiling but it was clear in her eyes that she really wanted Dr. Wicked to stop talking. Then Agent Pardy showed up and got both their attention and to try to comfort them.

"It's ok sweetheart he's just trying to make a joke."

"No, I'm not, Bill. I mean everything I say, now shut up!" Agent Pardy then sighed and remained quiet, just like everyone else he was just hoping whatever Dr. Wicked was doing, it would end quickly.

"Well then, since nothing I could do could stop this stupid wedding I figured might as well do something that will show my appreciation, for which I have none." Dr. Wicked then walked over to the piano got himself ready and placed the microphone in stand close to his face so he could keep speaking.

"Though if it’s of any consideration, this one goes out to Iris, you are very lucky to be with someone like Meri, I wish you have lots of love and happiness in your future with her. You really do deserve it." Iris placed her hands over her heart as she thought what Dr. Wicked said was really touching. Also, the fact that he normally doesn't say stuff like that made it even more touching. Meri then grabbed her shoulders and smiled at her while Agent Pardy playfully nugged her with his elbow and smiled in delight.

"And to Meri... you can do better." Then the moment of warmth was killed, Meri was shocked and confused, Iris was visibly annoyed and enraged, and Agent Pardy quickly backed away from Iris as to not get caught up in her wrath. However, before Iris or anyone else could express their annoyance or wrath, Dr. Wicked started playing the piano. He was playing a beautiful and classical song that Iris didn't recognize but still loved the sound of. Everyone remained silent as Dr. Wicked and kept on playing for about a minute, then he finally stopped. Everyone immediately started clapping and cheering once he was done.

"Shut up you idiots! That was just a warmup!" Everyone immediately stopped clapping and shut their mouths. Iris was quickly getting annoyed again, so Meri kissed her on the cheek and hugged her to comfort her. Iris was still annoyed but she still wrapped her arm around her wife to show her appreciation trying. Then Dr. Wicked grabbed the remote he had earlier and the video on the projector. Iris raised an eyebrow at first while Meri was concerned thinking it was going to be another horrible trick or prank. Perhaps that what this whole thing was, just Dr. Wicked's petty revenge for getting involved in this.

However, they were all proven wrong when Dr. Wicked started playing the piano again as the video on the projector started presenting photos. Some photos showed Iris as a little girl when she first came to the Foundation and others when Meri was first taken in as a baby. Meri and Iris looked at each other as these memories weren't exactly something either of them were fond of. Then more photos of Foundation staff with Meri and others of Foundation staff with Iris, smiling into the camera. Then to everyone's shock Dr. Wicked started singing.

When you were born Something changed My heart could not contain The miracle Of this world And all that it creates

Then pictures of young Iris smiling while being held by an annoyed Dr. Wicked who appears the exact same back then as he does now. Now Iris was smiling again as now she was able to see what Dr. Wicked was trying to do. Then there were more pictures, one where Meri, Dr. Wells, and Iris were playing together as kids, one where Iris and Agent Victoria where sloppily putting make up on each other, and finally one where Iris, Meri, Agent Wells, Agent Victoria, Dr. Stefansdottir, and Emily were all together as kids, they were riding Emily's pet SCP-040-1j. Meri started hugging Iris more tightly and let her head rest on the side of Iri's, Iris peaked at her from the corner of her eye and blushed while mentally praising her wife’s beauty. Iris then backed away from her wife and kissed her on the cheek; afterwards she gently rested her head on Meri's head as the two of them continued to watch the presentation and listen to Dr. Wicked playing piano and singing.

With every passing day The winds might grow stronger And carry us away But we will hold on to Joy to light the way To keep the reminder That love does not escape

Now there were photos showing Meri and Iris in their teenage years and together, there was one where Iris was showing her power to Meri to impress her. Iris blushed in embarrassment when a pictured showed where they were both sitting on a ledge watching the sunset together. The next photo showed that it was Dr. Wells and Agent Wells who took the picture and were covering their mouths while chuckling at the sight of Iris and Meri being together. The next photo then showed Dr. Wells using his hand to make one half of a heart and Agent Wells using her hand to make the other half; the camera was angled so that inside the heart was Iris and Meri from a distance. Iris then looked at Meri who was redder than a tomato as she was blushing due to overwhelming embarrassment and joy. Iris chuckled in embarrassment but then saw Dr. Wells and Agent Wells looking at her and waving joyfully at her while playfully laughing. Iris then made a playful angry face at them and quickly laughed in appretiation towards them.

I'm yours forever There is no end in sight for us Nothing could measure The kind of strength inside our hearts It's all connected We're all together in this love Don't you forget it We're all connected in this love We're all connected in this love We're all connected in this love

Now there were pictures of when Iris asking Meri out on a date. Another showing them going on a date in a small town, with Foundation agents guarding them. Then there was a picture of the agents covering their mouths and blushing as they were watching the two of them on their date being loving and kissing. Next there was a picture of Iris and Meri telling their friends that they were dating. The next few photos showed each of their friend's reactions to the news and showing them their joy of the two being together. Iris and Meri loved watching this and held each other more tightly. Meanwhile everyone around them started pointing out times they were there and what they also remembered happening that day.

Beyond the stones and the seas The sun and the breeze The stars and the galaxy Beyond the time that we take The days that we make I'm always gonna to be with you

Then finally it showed a more recent picture when Iris proposed to Meri. Suddenly everyone around them started cheering at the sight of the picture. They next few pictures weren't that far apart from one another. The second was just Meri saying yes, the third was them hugging in excitement, and the last was the two of them kissing. Now everyone was cheering at the sight of the picture. The crowd ended up cheering louder when Iris and Meri decided to kiss again. At the same time Dr. Wicked had reached the final course of the song.

I'm yours forever There is no end in sight for us Nothing could measure The kind of strength inside our hearts It's all connected We're all together in this love Don't you forget it We're all connected in this love We're all connected in this love We're all connected in this love

Now the video was over and Dr. Wicked stopped playing, he simply bowed and walked off the stage. Meanwhile the MTF Trooper got back to the DJ station and started playing music for everyone again. Everyone was clapping and cheering Dr. Wicked while he was trying to ignore them all. However, his efforts were in vain as Iris ran up to him and hugged him tightly while tears were in her eyes.

"Thank you, Daniel! That was so beautiful!" Agent Victoria and Agent Pardy were scared for Iris's safety since they all knew that Dr. Wicked hated being called by his first name and often punched people who did so. However, Dr. Wicked just sighed and gently pat her head.

"No problem, Iris. I owed you after all."

"Owe me? For what?"

"Eh, you'll figure it out... eventually." Dr. Wicked then walked off leaving Iris annoyed that he didn't elaborate. However, after separating from Iris Agent Victoria quickly grabbed him and hugged him tightly, actually breaking his spine. Dr. Wicked's spine quickly regenerated, and he started yelling at Agent Victoria in anger, to which she just giggled at him. Meri then ran to Iris, and both hugged her and kissed her joyfully.

"How are you feeling darling?"

"I... feel everything! This is all so amazing and wonderful... like not in a million years would I have thought this was possible... especially after... after The Reset." Meri was now filled with concern as Iris's expression turned to sadness. They both remember what happened to them before the reset, Meri knew it was especially hard on Iris considered what happened to her. However, Meri then used her hand to gently raise her chin and so that the two of them could look each other in the eyes.

"That's over now, we're not monster's anymore, we're a family surrounded by friends. And they'll protect us just as we will now protect each other. You know I got your back, Mrs. Clef." Iris looked at Meri and laughed in joy.

"Hahaha, of course, my lovely Mrs. Clef." Iris then leaned toward Meri and kissed her nose then her cheek. The two married women then started laughing lovingly with each other.

"Mrs. Clef? Not Mrs. Thompson? I thought you would keep the Thompson last name." Iris and Meri then looked up to see Agent Belitrov towering over them which was surprising since he wasn't wearing his armor anymore. Iris couldn't help but smile at him, the fact that he could take off his armor was proof that the Foundation did care about them even if it was only a little bit.

"Oh, we talked, and I decided to take Meri's last name, don't get me wrong I do love my old last name, but I wanted to help Meri continue her family legacy as a tribute to her father."

"I already told her that I was perfectly fine with taking her last name, but she insisted on going with my name instead."

"Hey! I told you that it was ok. You didn't pull my hand at all, I wanted to go with your last name." Meri then sighed thought she was still smiling joyfully, Iris then looked at her deviously and snuck another kiss on her cheek making Meri giggle with joy. 

"So, then its Agent Clef now? Good, I'll need to remember that." Agent Beltrov then ruffled both their heads and walked away with a smile on his face. Iris however was annoyed.

"I told him I hate it when he does that."

"You know he likes to rub it in that he's taller than everyone else."

"He could learn too not be so obnoxious about it." Meri laughed at that, and Iris kissed her on the cheek in response. Meri then looked at her with a playful angry face and quicky kissed Iris on the forehead once and the cheek twice. The two of them laughed and smiled lovingly at one another and afterwards went to the dance floor to keep greeting their friends and other guests.

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After some time had passed Meri stepped out of the simulation room and into the Foundation hallway. She did so to get some fresh air and clear her head, thought that was a little strange to say considering that she was still inside the Site and therefore was getting filtrated air. Then again there's no air fresher in the world than that filtrated by the Foundation ventilations, she thought to herself.

"Having fun, Love?" Meri was shot out of her train of thought to see Dr. Zeek in front of her leaning against wall.

"Oh, hello Harvey. What are you doing out here?"

"Well, I can't stand loud music and being around so many people for a long time, so I stepped out. Just needed to clear my head is all."

"Ah, same here actually, don't get me wrong I love that everyone is here I guess I'm just not used to it."

"Comes with the territory, I guess. Everyone here at the Foundation mostly does their work alone or with few other people, so it's kind of hard to get used to being around so many people at a time."

"I see, didn't even think of that."

"Well better get back in there, it won't be long before the O5 will get on everyone's ass for having this wedding in the first place. You know how those faceless bastards are."

"Of course, I really should get back to Iris but... can I ask you something?"

"... Ask away, Love."

"Right so, I'm not sure when but, when me and Iris have kids-" Dr. Zeek then started coughing as he was seemingly choking on nothing.

"*Cough, cough* ugh, ahem! Whoa there, Love! Slow down yea? You just got married and your already thinking of kids?"

"I said I wasn't sure when! But anyways, that's not my point. I'm just asking for a favor." Dr. Zeek managed to calm down but looked at Meri with skepticism and then gave off a long sigh.

"... Alright, alright. I'm listening."

"Thank you, you're the only one I can trust with this, I know Iris trust's Dr. Wicked but... I don't know why but I can't."

"I honestly don't blame you but from what I heard from Bill he's actually a pretty reliable guy. When he's not being an asshole that is."

"Hm, well anyways I just wanted to ask, when me and Iris have kids, and if they end up being anomalous like us... please don't let the O5 separate them from us." Dr. Zeek stopped relaxing by leaning against the wall, he was now standing straight and looking at Meri in concern.

"I know it sounds selfish; I mean a normal parent would want their kids to be free even if they never got to see them again but... I don't want to be separated from my family, not again." Meri then started crying as she was thinking about her dad and how he had to not only abandon her but sacrifice himself to keep her alive. Dr. Zeek quickly ran up to her and hugged her tightly, she then hugged him back while crying to show her appreciation.

"Don't you worry for a second, Love. If you kids happen to grow horns or jump through pictures, I won't let those faceless bastards one inch close to your babes." Meri smiled, she then let go of Dr. Zeek and faced him as she wiped her tears away.

"Thank you."

"Anytime, Love, thought I gotta ask. What happens if by the off chance they don't become anomalous?"

"Wh- what?"

"Wells there's the working theory that what makes anomalous humans like you, Iris, Agent Miller, the Wells, and Corvio is a lot like a recessive gene. So even if we create an artificial womb and put both your and Iris's DNA into it, there's a high chance that the resulting child will have no anomalous properties. So, what should we do then?"

"... I'll have to ask Iris that."

"Heh, good answer, my mum always said it wasn't wise to hide things form your cook. Especially if that cook is someone like Iris, Love." Meri giggled and smiled warmly at Dr. Zeek, while he gently placed his hand on her cheek.

"Oi, it's going to be alright, Love, ya hear? Both now and in the future. For you, Iris, and whatever Babes come popping out."

"Hahaha, gross!"

"You're the one who brought it up, now stop hanging out with this Old Geezer and go pash ye Sheila, Love!" Meri giggled, kissed Dr. Zeek on the cheek and ran off back into the simulation chamber. Dr. Zeek laughed as he watched her run back in and lovingly hug Iris as soon as she saw her. But then his vision of her was halted when the doors closed, he just stayed out in the hallway while looking at the floor and sighing deeply.

"Your daughter seems to be doing ok." Dr. Zeek then looked back to see Dr. Wicked standing there with his signature bored and emotionless expression and medical mask.

"She ain't my daughter, Bloke."

"Technically your correct, do you ever intend to tell her the truth of her father?"

"... Its better if he stays dead."

"Fair enough. It's not exactly easy to explain given The Reset, now let's stop talking about it before the Red Right Hand comes marching in. What was that she was talking to you about?"

"Sorry, Bloke, made a promise to keep it a secret."

"... So, she asked you to keep help protect her future kids from the O5." Dr. Zeek looked at Dr. Wicked shocked while he himself didn't change his expression at all.

"Wha- How- Wha... HOW?"

"Iris asked me the same thing a minute ago."

"... Ah... ugh, these girls I tell ya. Well, either way I'm going to keep my promise and keep their babes safe."

"Well, I personally don't have a problem since it wouldn't be the first time for me, but it's also because I know I won't die. You on the other hand... are you sure you really want to risk your life like that? We all only got a second chance because of The Reset, and there's no guarantee it will happen again."

"Argh! Piss off with that shit you broody Bloke, you honestly thing I would give up just because it's impossible? We're the foundation, the anomalies don't stop coming so we don't stop fighting remember?"

"... Heh, guess it wouldn't be the first time we had to deal with near impossible odds, and wouldn't be the first time the enemy was the O5 themselves. If it does come to that it's going to be one hell of a battle."

"It's not like it wouldn't be worth it in the end to keep the girls and all the other kids safe."

"Fair enough. Well, I'm out of here, had enough of this sickeningly wholesome party anyways, also need to get Elrin and Kasta back to their rooms before Kasta kills someone." Dr. Wicked waved Dr. Zeek goodbye as he walked off.

"Oi! Nice piano work earlier by the way!"

"Thanks, I used an SCP to steal that song form the future. So, the O5 Council is probably going to kill me later... again." Dr. Zeek was left there speechless as Dr. Wicked walked away, he then smiled again and went back into the simulation room with everyone else as the wedding after-party continued.

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Part 2 (Coming... eventually)

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SCP: HMF - Tales Hub

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Agent Yoric Headcanons

yoric headcanons that for some reason I never fucking did despite him being one of my top blorbos-scrungly hybrid.

Heads up. It's long because I have a lot of lore and thoughts about him.

For some reason, Yoric is hard to perceive. Unless he's the one calling you or standing directly in front of you, it's hard to notice his presence. He's like a walking anti-memetic.

Because of this, he's a really, really good agent for undercover missions, stake outs and espionage.

The only reason why he was found by the Foundation was that he accidentally got into one of their vans and while escaping through a door, walked right into someone.

His difficulty to perceive also extends to David's clairvoyance. When David tries reading into Yoric, all he gets is very muddled and darkened vision with nothing identifiable.

Despite being a mere level 2, Yoric knows a lot more than his rank. The nepotism in the Bright Family is a factor but also because higher ups favour sending Yoric to gain intel due to his ability.

Jack and Clef are the only people who can fully perceive Yoric like normal. Jack because he functions outside of the universe (SCP-963 reasons) and Clef because he's a Reality Anchor.

Yoric also has a lot of skills that he picked up while trying to blend into a crowd. He can speak over 8 different languages, play 5 different musical instruments and can also do acrobat and juggle flaming knives.

Really into entomology and insects! He keeps a few bugs around his apartment. He's got an ant farm, 3 different tarantulas, a scorpion, a giant centipede and some roaches.

He also has taxidermy insect collections. Specifically beetles.

Yoric wants to keep some bees but they're not really suitable for a two-bedroom apartment in the middle of a city so it's something he's looking forward to when he gets his own house.

He's tall and very skinny. It's a wonder how he gets into places, especially the vents, with those fucking noodle arms and legs.

Despite his knowledge and skills, this man has nothing in his brain. It's empty. He's very stupid and reckless. Zero braincells. Gets into trouble a lot. On accident though!

Has a pretty big beetle tattoo on his back (wings out and coloured). It was the first beetle he ever caught and raised. Sadly it's dead and couldn't be taxidermied so Yoric got another way to remember his first bug.

He's Asian descendant and mostly human. There's a theory one of his parents is of a fae which is why he's hard to perceive (the whole name-identity-curse-thing.) (This is totally not because of my OC Not at all. Nope. Nu-uh. I definitely don't have an OC here which explains his thingy. Nope. What are you talking about?/j)

Family cryptid. Not as much as TJ but still a cryptid. Also his eyes slightly glow in the dark. Slightly. Yes, it means he can see better in the dark too.

He was actually raised in the Chaos Insurgency where he met Claire once. That's how he found out he's part of the family. He then left the Chaos Insurgency around his late teens and went around before joining the Foundation in his 20s

It's not that he's distant with Jack, his grandfather. I mean, he visits and helps him frequently and they're definitely on good/casual terms but there's this weird gap between them that they don't really want to work on. They both have issues. Well technically, the whole family have issues.

He's chatty with Sera and doesn't mind having her around too. Thinks she's refreshing from the other Brights and they have an understanding on being raised by an Organisation.

Has a particular sharp eye on shiny objects. Can spot pennies on the ground from far away and tries to get his hands on many shiny things. His jacket and coat has a lot of metal and enamel pins on the inside.

[mahou-furbies]

Finally got around to displaying the Miku figures

First the snowbell Miku!

The box is really pretty, I wish I had taken a picture of it with Miku still inside but I’m not putting her back in again.

There was way more gear than I expected and the customisation options feel endless. Even the dew drop is detachable! I had some trouble using the display stand, it’s difficult to attach it to the back of the figure. But thankfully the pigtails are so long that Miku can just lean on them.

What I really didn’t expect was that in addition to the regular Nendoroid display stand, there was this huge flower where you can seat the figure. Lily of the valley is my favourite flower so this was incredibly welcome. It even has little bells in every flower that jingle a little when you move it! It’s so unnecessary since the in the end the figure is going to just sit on the self but I still appreciate the dedication.

The dress can be displayed without the poncho too, the shoulders look a little weird but it’s ok as long as you don’t look too closely. The clef is really pretty though it bothers me a little that it’s upside down... 

And here’s the big leaf, I also really like it and the lilliputian vibes it gives. I’d love to use both it and the flower at the same time but unfortunately they wouldn’t fit together. And she can only hold it in this pose since the hands are attached to the stem.

Then Snow Parade Miku! It has a simpler box, but admittedly it’s easier to use.

There’s less stuff this time. Or I guess the amount of Miku parts is the similar, there’s just no big “scenery” parts.

The meme face has a different noseless sculpt.

The Snow Mikus come with a bunny mascot, and Snow Parade Miku has more display options for it than the Snowbell one, which only has a detachable head you can rotate, and a handheld flower (that Miku can also use). Meanwhile the Snow Parade Miku bunny has two head options and a pair of arms for Miku to hold it. The bunny doesn’t have detachable items though.

I like the look of the stick but it was hard to get Miku to hold it and it feels like it’ll fall of if a light breeze hits it. So I’m probably not going to display it.

I really like the calm eyes-closed expression. And the little hat!

Here are the bunnies together.

Finally, I realised that the Snow Parade Miku has a “sitting” skirt part too, so she can also use the flower seat!

So now I can display both the leaf and the flower... I don’t really have a proper space for figures but now they are on the top of my bookshelf like this. Also featuring the Cosmo I got from my Tokyo trip a while back because it was really cheap.

[arithecreatorsstuff]

Keter Duty, or Is the Doctor Accepting House Calls?

Triggers: copious amounts of fluff, bad French

It was day 2 of my three week stint on Keter Duty, along with Dr. Clef. Although technically my supervisor for the duration, aside from teaming up with him to pay Dr. Bright back, we hadn't really talked much. Now, we were both anchored to a desk, watching monitors and filing out endless piles of reports. Then, the phone on my desk rings, and I nearly lose my favorite teacup due to a jump scare.

"Agent (REDACTED), how can I help? What? O-okay, just let me finish this sentence and I'll be right in. Are you sure he asked for me? I see. Please assure him I'll be there in five minutes." I hang up, and I must have not looked right, as Clef shot a worried glance at me.

"So... uh, 05 wants me to pay our Doctor a house call. Should I be concerned, Dr. Clef?"

"Maybe. Did they say why they want you to say howdy to 049?"

"Some kind of experiment. And now that I said it out loud, I'm even more alarmed."

"But... no details beyond that, huh?"

"Orders from 05, so... no."

"Okay. First, brush your hair kid, it's sticking up in 99 directions." I do the best I can with a folding brush/mirror combo. "Now, fix your blouse, it's half tucked in. The Doctor dislikes slobs."

"Explains the antipathy towards Dr. Bright then. Next on the list?"

"049 loves lavender. I'll have a guard meet you at his cell with a nice big plant from the greenhouses."

"Bet he can also use some nice new notebooks too. I bought a pack of really good quality ones, in his color, by coincidence. Think he can use them?" I grab the notebooks out, and hand one to Clef to inspect.

"I think the Doctor may have a new favorite visitor soon. These, these are really nice. Amazon?"

"Local bookbinding place I literally stumbled into. Long story short, bought half their inventory as gifts for my artistic buddies." I check the clock. "Gotta go. You sure I look okay?"

"Pretty as a painting by 343. You're going to be just fine, Sparrow."

"Wait- how did you guess my nan's nickname for me?"

"You just look like a Sparrow. Off you go, 049 isn't fond of waiting." I nod, grab the notebooks and head to the Keter wing. To my relief, Agent Strelnikof is the guy with the ridiculously big lavender pot. I knock on the door.

"Entrez, si vous plait." We walk in, and Strelnikof sets down the pot. "Ah, a gift. How thoughtful, my dear. Agent Strelnikof, I know being around me distresses you so. Why not take a stroll to the break room, grab a nice cup of coffee?" Strelnikof looks at the Doctor, unsure. "I assure you, the young lady is safe with me. Besides, it's not like I'm not aware of the surveillance."

"It's fine. You need a break." Strelnikof nods and exits. And I'm alone with the Doctor.

"Hello, Doctor." I bow, knowing what's likely to happen if I shake hands. "I brought you a few other things, I know you write tons of notes, so these might be helpful." I hand over the stack of five notebooks.

"These will be of service, ma cherie. Merci."

"You're welcome, Doctor. Anything to help. Speaking of, you asked to see me?"

"Yes, my child. First, tell me: how is your wrist?"

"Almost back to snuff, a few weeks more."

"Good. Now, on to the issue at hand. I would like to try an experiment with you. I have noticed you seem to have a subconscious affect on anomalous individuals, in that you can negate their abilities to some extent. For example, 076-2 seems far less aggressive in your company. I wonder if this ability of yours would work on me?"

"Okay, how would you like to test this theory?"

"It's a little hard to explain... but I'd like to touch you, if I may." Huh. That's new. But... he seems so shy about it. Fine. I'm willing to die of morbid curiosity if he's willing to try it, I kinda signed up for this. So, with some slight trembling, I offer my once broken wrist for him. He takes my bare wrist in his gloved hands, and I wait for a death that never comes. Instead, he's gently examining my hand and wrist. He's humming something just under my hearing, but I know the tune. Anyone of French descent knows "Allouette". "My theory is so far, holding water. Shall we proceed to the next test?" Suddenly, soft instrumental music is playing. The Doctor takes my other hand in his, and we start up a slightly awkward waltz.

"You know, as much as 05 may not like to hear this, I'm enjoying this test. You're a better dancer than I am." From behind the mask, I hear a chirpy kind of laughter. So, Doc is having fun too? I'm glad, he's always so serious. As the tune ends, we come to a stop. He's still holding my injured wrist as he bows over it. And before I can help myself, I find myself proposing one final test.

"Well, as much as I enjoy your company, I imagine you have much work ahead of you. Before I go, though... if you're willing, may I give you a hug?"

"A hug from you? By all means." I embrace the bird masked anomaly, and I swear I can feel a huge weight lift from him. We hold each other for both far too long and far too short. "My dear sweet Agent, you may visit me when you wish. I enjoy your company. I do hope I see you more often."

"Regettably, I'm still on Keter Duty for three weeks. I can stop in for a while during slow times and breaks, though."

"I look forward to it. Frankly, it's rare to meet someone so sweet who can deal with Bright."

"He can be a bit too much, that is true. Goodbye, Doctor."

"Until we meet next, Agent." I bow, and step back into the hallway. My visit with the Doctor has given me food for thought.

[whaleofatjme1920]

Hi

I don't know if you open for request but can I have some headcanon for Dr kondraki who is a father figure towards reader ?

Dr. Kondraki as Your Father Figure

[Warnings: like, none?]

[AN: You absolutely may, love bug!]

I think that Kondraki is a very sound father figure tbh. He just doesn't realize it despite being a literal father himself lmfao.

He's a lot like that meme of like "i said we're not getting a cat" you bring a cat home, he pretends he hates it but later you see him showing it youtube videos and cuddling on the couch.

Anyways, that's what I think the basis of Kondraki as a father is.

He probably builds that paternal relationship with you due to proximity, if I'm being honest. Newer researcher, put under his care? It just kinda happens.

It starts really small too, like he notices he's watching out for you more.

He's also older than you and I feel Kondraki is naturally protective of people that are younger and smaller than him. I made him like 6'9 in my head so---

He hangs out by the water cooler with you, telling you about everything going on in the building socially. Becomes a bit of a joke between the two of you.

Kondraki strikes me as a tough love kind of guy and also keeps it real. No sugar coating, nothing soft and sweet, he's straight to the point.

Clef says you've made him an absolute softie and you don't see it because Kondraki seems to be on your ass about things more than anyone else.

Clef just laughs and says "it's because he cares about you."

Kondraki really does care about you. Like, a lot. He ruffles your hair and calls you 'kiddo' or 'caterpillar'.

The two of you go out for coffee or whatever nonalcoholic drink you like a lot outside of the Foundation work hours.

Yes he has helped you with car problems before.

He's like one of the first people you consider calling when something bad happens.

He's really prone to hugging you much like a father would.

Kondraki gives off really strong paternal energy to everyone, but you especially.

He laughs and smiles around you more than he usually does. Also prone to the occasional dad joke with you as well.

Doesn't let you go near the more dangerous SCPs without himself being present or just straight up bars you from it.

Lets you do work in his office because he knows sharing a space can be exhausting.

He honestly has higher standards for you than most people. That's just because he knows what you're capable of, what you can't do, and what you can be pushed to do.

Again, he's a really big 'tough love' kind of guy. But it works out. Works out well.

[theunderneath]

Maybe some clef, konny and bright taking care of a sick reader? Inspired by me feeling like absolute ass right now

I hope your better now because this has been sitting in my ask box for awhile

Dr. Alto Clef/Francis Wojciechoski

“Take this, that, OH! Don’t forget we need to change your clothes in 30 minutes before they get too sweaty.”

- He’s gotten sick before. He usually just powers through it and ignores it. Oh, but when you get sick, nope! You're not leaving the bed until you are 100% cured. Like hell your dying on him. Your his one and only, the one who makes all the bad thoughts go away. So buckle up, cause your not moving a muscle.

- Can’t cook for shit, like at all. When he was married to Lily she did most of the cooking. He was told never to come into the kitchen, it was a “woman's” job to cook to lily. So he didn't. The most he can do is warm up breast milk for you, but seeing how you are not an infant then I don’t think you’d want that. He’ll order some soup from an expensive restaurant though, your favorite kind too!

- Guess who just got ten times more clingy, that’s right! Him, he wants cuddles. I mean you're sick and he didn’t get greeted at the door by you. So he's gonna be right next to you watching a comfort movie.

Dr. Benjamin Kondraki

“I- Just here and stop staring at me.”

- If he gets sick, he usually either powers through it or just sleeps. When his darling gets sick he doesn't really know what to do. So he just likes “Have this” and hands you things. Googles is a big help here for him. He just like “How to give medicine to a sick person” and doom, he’s shoving it down your throat.

- He is actually a pretty good cook. He likes cooking when he has the time. So expect some weird soap/porridge from Iceland or something. He also expects you to eat every last drop because if you don’t he’ll hand feed you. And he won’t be nice about it.

- He is much nicer like this if you listen to him. He feels a bit guilty seeing you like this because it means he wasn't able to protect you, even if it’s just a cold. So expect him to be a teddy bear trying to comfort all of your aches and pains.

Dr. Jack Bright

“Hay (Name) wanna go to the movies-Wait, why do you look so pale?”

- If he gets sick he just kills himself or calls out sick and ignores any other calls. It depends on how he is feeling on that day. When you get sick he is all cool and calm on the outside but on the inside. He is screaming. Like no, honey. You can not die. Even if it's just a cold, he is extremely worried.

- He is ok-ish in the kitchen. He isn’t bad, but he isn’t a 5-star chef either. I know some people peg him as a clumsy idiot but he isn’t. He is pretty level-headed and sane to his standards. He was just bored. But back to the topic at hand. He’ll probably make some simple chicken noodle soup with butter bread.

- He is pretty touchy when his darling is sick. He just wants to hold them close and never let go. Just to make that hurt go away as you do for him. He probably is waiting for hand and foot on them.

[ask-healthy-light]

Arriving close to nightfall in the capital of the land, the group, consisting of Light, Banana Pie, Caff and Boom, grabbed their luggage and disembarked the train. During the journey, Boom said he talked with Violin and they agreed to meet up at the theatre he often practiced and performed at, before heading out to dinner and continuing from there.

Leading the way through the city's streets, Boom grabbed a cloak from his bag and covered his face and body, as he mentioned to Light before he was not welcome in Canterlot, though why exactly, the rest of the group did not know. Reaching the theatre, Boom asked Light to lead the way to the main hall, where a large number of Ponies were positioned, practicing their woodwork, brass, string and percussion instruments for a performance later that week.

Though Banana and Caff were visibly excited, before they made too much noise, Light managed to gently persuade them to be quieter, as to not disturb the musicians. Boom, meanwhile, had moved his way to the far corner, still wearing his cloak, as the others moved to take a seat closer to the stage.

The orchestra played a beautiful rendition of Beethoofen's 5th Symphony, under the guidance of the conductor. On the train, Boom described the appearance of the violinist they would meet, a blue stallion who always wore a bow tie, with a G-clef and a heart on their flank. Looking around the orchestra, Caff pointed out Sunrise, who was focusing intensively on his performance close to the front of the group.

After the performance, as the musicians were packing up, Light walked towards the stage and asked the conductor to speak with Sunrise, to whom she called out to come to the front. Light introduced themselves and said they were friends of Boom, who had been in contact with Sunrise.

After shaking hooves, Light moved towards Banana and Caff, still in their seats, and introduced them to Sunrise, who shook their hooves in return. Sunrise asked Light where Boom was, as he had confirmed they would meet together before heading out, to which Light quietly replied that he was in the back, covered in a dark cloak, to prevent being seen by security.

Understanding the reason, Sunrise finished packing up his materials and lead the group out of the theatre, with Boom sneakily following behind them. After a little while, they reached a small restaurant away from the centre of town, and as they took their seats, Boom carefully lowered the hood of his cloak, hoping that away from the centre of town, he would not be recognised as easily.

During the meal, Light made sure to catch Violin up to speed on the events of the last few days, from finding the office in the catacombs under the park, to helping Banana, meeting new folks and Light's quick recovery after a big explosion at the castle, the mentioning of which made Boom rub the back of his head, blush and turn away.

Partially due to losing many books in the explosion, but also due to the collection in the castle being smaller than other libraries, Light explained that they hoped to be able to find more in the library of Canterlot, and hopefully, in the Royal Archives of Canterlot Castle, if this was at all possible. Banana, Boom and Caff joined them to Canterlot as Rain, Twilight and Solar stayed in Ponyville from whence the group came.

Light asked Sunrise if he could assist them in finding their way through the city, being unfamiliar in the general area, or, if this was not possible, to help them acquire a map and find a route between their place of residence and the library. Any help they could get would be greatly appreciated.

Sunrise offered the group a place to sleep at their house, until they managed to find residence somewhere else. Returning to Light's question about old books and tomes, Sunrise mentioned he knew the Princesses of Canterlot personally, and could ask them for an audience with the group, for both of which they profusely thanked him. Finishing his meal, Sunrise replied:

"I don't know what you hope to find, but I'll do my absolute best to help you as best I can."

Sunrise lead the group to their home, where everyone promised to be on their best behaviour, before unpacking their luggage and heading to bed.

(Thanks for reading! Please feel free to send a question or a thought you had!)

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Featuring: Banana Pie from @askbananapie Caff from @askcaffeinehazard Violin Sunrise from @ask-violinsunrise Boomlord from @thedumbguywithaheart43

[the-insomniac-emporium]

Serenade (Daniela Dimitrescu/Reader) Pt. 5

Fandom: Resident Evil: Village Pairing: Daniela Dimitrescu/Reader (Gender neutral) Rating: T for language and mentions/references to an (emotionally) abusive relationship. Mild, brief violence. Warnings: TW for referenced emotional abuse, mild TW for possible physical abuse (sorry, angry Dani is not 100% gentle with people she doesn't love-love) Notes: Music for this chapter here. If you're following this story and really want to continue reading, but worry about the TWs for this chapter, just send me an anonymous message and I'll write up an alternative version of this post. It's not something I would do without it being requested, but it's also not a big deal so don't feel like you're bothering me if you want that. Previous Chapters: Pt. 1: Nocturne, Pt. 2: Overture, Pt. 3: Accelerando, Pt. 4: Tocatta

Chapter 5: Poco a Poco (Italian: Little by little)

Finding a schedule for lessons to follow proved to be an insurmountable task. Consistency was something that Daniela struggled with greatly, even when it came to things that she genuinely cared about. Things like ensuring you lived long enough to entertain her. Instead of working with you to find a balance that worked for both of you, the youngest Dimitrescu daughter seemed intent on doing things in her own time. Little by little. Which would have been fine, if the two of you weren’t restricted by time.

Fate wasn’t entirely unkind, however. There were still a few things that Daniella recalled from her “youth”, bits and pieces of musical theory, the bare basics of reading sheet music. Not having to teach her proper posture or the structure of a piano would save you a little bit of time. On top of that, you had been informed that, somewhere in the castle, there were a few books of sheet music you could borrow. Assuming you were eventually able to find them, that is. So far they had eluded you, but you hadn’t even had much time to search, as you were still expected to perform your usual Maiden-related tasks.

In the end, it was Daniela herself that proved to be the biggest obstacle in your way.

“Look,” Daniela said one day, barely ten minutes into a lesson, “I think we should take a break… maybe have some fun?” One of her hands is resting on top of yours, the other tucking your hair behind your ear. There’s a smirk on her lips, unsurprisingly, and she’s mere inches away from kissing you. If not for the heavy threat hanging over your head, you would have already thrown yourself into her arms. Instead, all you can do is sigh, turning away from her as you do. “Don’t be like that, sweet thing. C’mon, no one can hear us right now. Might as well enjoy ourselves.”

“Babe. Darling. Buttercup, honey, cute little button on a bear, you are not the brightest bulb in the lighting department,” you replied, holding the bridge of your nose between two fingers. Instantly Daniela is upset, giving you a (thankfully) playful smack on the arm. Before she can protest more you continue speaking. “Your family would not hear us making out, true, but they would definitely hear us not playing the piano. I’m pretty sure your mother already thinks I’m doomed to fail as a teacher, and the last thing I need is to give her a reason to drop the curtains this early into our performance.”

“First of all, I am not an idiot,” Daniela said, a bit of a growl to her voice. “Secondly, what harm can a few minutes really do? Don’t you think I’ve been working hard enough to earn a little reward?” Now she’s holding a finger under your chin, lifting it up, making sure you’re looking right at her. There’s no dissuading her, it seems, as she leans in for a soft kiss. This was one of the more frustrating aspects of dealing with (courting?) her; communication felt like a one-man play, except the audience was as likely to throw knives as rotten tomatoes. Whenever Daniela acted like this, pushing away your concerns in favor of her pleasure, it felt helpless to try and resist her.

So you kissed back, wrapped your arms around her, and hoped that she’d be more open to compromise afterwards. At least kissing her was nice. Even though it had only been a week since you first kissed her, she was already getting better, evidently learning through experience. The passion behind her movements had grown as well, leaving you a tad breathless. Regardless of her odd perception of romance, and her insistence that she knew best, you found yourself charmed by her. It was scary. Terrifying, really, how you felt yourself falling under her spell. Wait. Hadn’t you been in this sort of situation before?... Staying with someone who wasn’t good for you? Why were you kissing her? Why were you starting to tremble, tears in your eyes, mind falling down a slippery slope of memories?

By the time you snap out of it, you’re sitting on the floor, Daniela awkwardly kneeling by your side. What the fuck? You think, sniffling a little. Head spinning, mind reeling, you struggle to form coherent thoughts. Next to you Daniela is unsure of how to help. But she’s trying, sort of, one hand holding your own, the other gently rubbing your back. She’s saying something, the words going right over your head. Understanding her takes times, focus, like tuning an instrument until the pitch is just right.

“I don’t understand, we were only kissing, what happened? Can you even hear me? Is this your way of tricking me into not making out with you? Because that’s a total dick move and-” she rambles, only stopping when you give her hand a soft squeeze. Then she’s meeting your gaze, looking uncomfortable, shoulders tense. “You’ve been weird for a while. Distant. Like you don’t want to touch me anymore. Don’t you still love me?”

There’s real, honest pain in her eyes when she speaks. If the timing had been different… you’d have thrown your arms around her and covered her face in kisses, promising to hold her onto she felt better, promising that yes you cared. You cared so fucking much. But she’s making you exhausted; every second has to be focused on her, not you. Every moment of concern is flipped around until she’s the victim, or at least the one that needs comforting. You didn’t think that she even realized what she was doing. Well, you hoped that she didn’t, wanted to believe that if she understood she’d change.

“Remember the first day we kissed?... how you pulled me close, and I kissed you harder, and we started…. Remember how I made a move and you pushed me away? I’ll never forget the look on your face. I felt like shit afterwards. I should have asked before I tried anything,” you explain, letting go of Daniela’s hand so you could pull your knees to your chest. Somehow you can’t bring yourself to maintain eye contact with her- not right now, not when you could still remember what it felt like to be on her side of this story. “I don’t want to push your boundaries, or make you feel pressured to do something you don’t want to do. The last thing I’d ever want to do is hurt you like that.”

“Oh bullshit,” Daniela snarled, shocking you, before getting to her feet. Confusion doesn’t begin to describe how you feel in the moment as you watch her pace back and forth. Both her hands are clenched into fists, and she’s refusing to look at you. There’s a buzzing sound in the room, faint but growing louder, like she’s a split second away from entering swarm mode. “We’re a couple, aren’t we? Shouldn’t you be able to tell what I want? Shouldn’t it be obvious what I desire, when I’m pinning you to the wall and shoving my tongue down your throat? What more do you require?”

“Holy shit, Dani, I know communication isn’t your forte, but have you really not even considered talking to me? That’s simple, easy, literally the first thing that should come to mind!” You snapped, too in disbelief to keep your voice down. For a moment Daniela stops her pacing, turning to stare at you with narrowed eyes. If you weren’t so mad, you’d be convinced she was ready to kill you. But she doesn’t move to grab her sickle, or otherwise advance on you, instead groaning and tugging on her own hair in frustration.

“Because that’s not romantic, genius!” She replied. Some dots start to connect in your mind, but you lack the full context, as if looking at sheet music with no clefs or time signature. It’s not until Daniela continues that you really understand; and, by extension, realize just how ridiculous this whole mess is. “None of the books I’ve read involve conversations like this. People just… they just love each other! And figure it out as they go along, reading each other’s body language and facial expressions, inferring what they need to know through touches and reactions. Why can’t we do that?”

“This isn’t a fucking book, dumbass! I don’t have powers like you, I can’t just read your mind and figure out what you want. That’s not how relationships work! Communication is key. And you can’t just talk, you have to listen, hard, and understand,” you continued, still on the floor, heart pounding so furiously you thought it might leap from your chest at any moment. As angry as you are, you wonder if you’re being too loud, too angry, wonder if there was a better way to get through to Daniela. Before you can think of a solution the air is ripped from your lungs. Your “partner”/student is grabbing you by the front of your shirt, yanking you to your feet. Instinct makes you struggle against her, as useless as it is.

“I. Told. You. I’m not an idiot!” Her free hand comes up to your face, cupping your cheek for a moment, then pulling away just as fast. When it moves back up she’s gripping onto her sickle. The sharp edge ends up resting against your neck, the slightest movement threatening to cut you open. This is the most Daniela has ever openly threatened you, and in that moment all your anger melts back into fear, tears spilling down your cheeks. A flicker of something shows in her eyes, making you think that even she doesn’t like where this is going. “Give me one reason not to end this right now.”

“... I don’t… I can’t think. I… Why would you?” The words leave you in a rush, even with the pauses, and each syllable makes the sickle press into your skin a little more. There’s sure to be a cut there, though you can’t even begin to estimate how bad it is. The blade is sharp, clearly, and it hardly even hurts as it slices you. Thankfully the sensation doesn’t last long. Once you’re done speaking, Daniela’s grip loosens considerably, hand slowly letting your shirt go. Her other hand takes a few seconds to move, but eventually pulls away without any fuss. For a few seconds she just watches you, eyes filled to the brim with a rich sorrow, mouth open but unmoving.

“No lesson tomorrow. I need a break,” Daniela whispers, barely audible. Then she’s dusting herself off, no longer looking at you, and heading towards the exit. Just like the first time you met, she pauses in the doorway. “How’s that for communication, hmm?” When she laughs, it’s empty, forced. Part of you wants to stop her and ask if she’s okay.

Instead, you watch her leave, unspoken words tangling with your tongue until you almost can’t swallow.

Then your feet move, automatically, leading you to the piano. You sit down without thinking. You touch the keys without thinking. When you play, you play without thinking. It’s just a song, the world tells you, and you have no choice but to play. It’s not just a song, you know this, but you can’t think. Can’t argue against the personification of your isolation, or the embodiment of your trauma. All you can do is let yourself get lost in the music, softly, recalling lyrics from a forgotten time.

I’ve been running all my life, trying to find a place to hide ‘Thought that I had settled down, but I guess things are changing now Don’t make me go, don’t make me go Just don’t make me go, this feels like home

As soon as the last note fades out you stand, wordlessly, and leave. Your feet carry you down corridor after corridor, past maidens working, some of whom gasp when they see you. But you don’t stop, not even when you cross paths with Lady Bela, who eyes you with surprising concern. She doesn’t try to stop you, though, and you doubt you would have cared if she had tried. It’s not until you are within your shared room that you finally stop moving. It is there that you sit, shaking, finally pressing a cloth to your neck. Blood stains the fabric, first in just a few dots, then spreading out. There’s not enough to make you fear for your life, but there is enough to make you cry harder. Washing the wound will sting… so you don’t do that. Soon you will have to return to your work, and the thought puts pressure on your skull, summoning an all-too-familiar migraine.

When you close your eyes, you don’t mean to fall asleep, but that is exactly what you do. And when you dream, you do not wish for nightmares. You never do- and fate never denies you their company.

[cimmunist]

I did Cimmerian, now it's time for Clef! Like before, the one on the left is my main interpretation and the one I use in mine and my friend's, @bluethepearldiver, AU Gods and Pawns. The one on the right is the @ask-dr-cimmerian version. I put a more detailed overview under the cut, feel free to skip the blog version if you don't want spoilers.

GaP/Main interpretation of Clef:

Species: Immortal human (in most of the versions of the AU)

Age: Unspecified, really fucking old

Gender/orientation: Doesn't use labels, but if I have to specify he's non-binary, on the acearo spectrum and mostly prefers men

Pronouns: Any, prefers he/they

Ethnicity/nationality: Middle eastern, comes from Eden

Job: Department Head of training and development, an O5 or field agent in some of the versions of the AU

Appearance: 5'7'' plus size man, though weight fluctuates during the story, as he forgets to eat during a lot of stress. Two eyes, right is green, left is blue and hazel. Has sharp teeth, covered in scars, the biggest one being the x shaped scar on his chest, later on, gets a snake-shaped scar carved into his right arm. Naturally black/dark brown hair that's greying, uses his reality-bending to make it blonde because he's too lazy to dye it. Always carries around a star-shaped pin.

Personality & health:

Outgoing, charming loudmouth

Lies quite a lot, likes to tell clearly exacerbated stories (people just got used to it)

Cheerful and easily excitable

A huge bastard, loves to tease his friends and coworkers

Not afraid to speak his mind when needed, can be quite abrasive

Avoids confrontation when it comes to personal matters

Doesn't get angry easily, but when he does he gets quiet and stern

Will never cry in public, usually just in private or in front of people he trusts

Struggles a lot with PTSD (which is a problem when you can literally bend reality around you) and later on depression

Relationships:

Love interests: Bright, Kondraki and Cimmerian

Exes: Lilly (abusive + a God, bad combination), Kushim (friend's oc)

Friends: Aaron/Administrator/O5-1A (work acquaintance), Joseph Tamlin (brief old friend), Etienne Baudelaire (old friend, friend's oc), Lilith (best friend), Sophia Light (close-ish work friend), Maveth (friend, oc), Dory (old friend, oc), Lucy (old friend), Raphael (old friend)

Family: Brother to Eve/O5-1B and Kineret (oc, deceased), brother-in-law to Adam, uncle to a bunch of kids including Abel/076 and Cain/073. Had a daughter, Rut, with Kushim and a daughter, Meri, with Lilly.

Trivia:

Mostly known for two things: his great distaste and disrespect to gods, and his talent to almost dying but somehow getting away still alive (lovingly called a cockroach by the grim reaper for it)

Has literally fought gods 3 different times and survived, this list keeps on growing, somebody stop this man

Favourite hobby is probably annoying the death itself

How his immortality works: after he dies his body heals and he comes back to life

Loosely followed the 4231 canon, with some big changes to fit his backstory

Deathly afraid of deep water and drowning (ironic for an immortal)

Literally considered a Saint in one of the religions? Absolutely despises that fact

Real name is Abishai, but doesn't mind going by Abby or any of his many, many nicknames

Actually physically fought Adam Bright before, wouldn't mind doing it again

Very close with his sister

His other sister, Kineret, died saving him. He has major survivor guilt over it.

Actually helped create the foundation, since his sister is the founder, but dipped almost immediately after and started working for the GOC

Rejoined many years later, in exchange for protecting Meri and letting him see her from time to time

Meri was born around the time ancient rome still existed and he was actually able to raise her, they're very close

Met Jack sometime in the 1920s-30s, he was Clef's first real friend in the Foundation

Actually the reason Kondraki got recruited

Contrary to popular belief, he can play on his ukulele very well and can write songs, he just chooses not to

Knows a lot of languages

Both a reality bender and a reality anchor, unable to be affected by other reality benders

Actually is a lot more powerful reality bender than he lets on

Got his X shaped scar on the chest from Lilly

Used to travel a lot and didn't liked to be tied to one spot

Blog version of Clef:

Species: Nephilim, half-human half-angel

Age: 98, looks ~40

Gender: Non-binary/genderqueer

Orientation: Oriented aroace/ ace demi-homoromantic

Pronouns: Any

Ethnicity/nationality: Mixed middle eastern, raised in Cornwall

Job: Liaison for the Ethics Committee

Appearance: 5'5'' plus-sized man. Has three eyes, one right green one, two left ones, one blue one hazel. Has sharp teeth, is covered in scars, the biggest one being an x shaped scar on his chest. Has burn scars on his feet. Has naturally black/dark brown hair, dyes it a lighter colour. He usually keeps his hair in a braid. Flowers grow out of his hair.

Personality & health:

The loud, annoying yet charming bastard of the ethics committee

Has generally a laid back, jokester personality

Very devoted to his family and friends

Not the type to get mad easily, when he does get angry he just gets quiet and stern

Never cries in public, just in private

Little bastard man, loves teasing his coworkers and husband

Struggles a lot with PTSD and paranoid delusions, but is slowly doing better

Relationships:

Love interests: Cimmerian, later on Bright and Iceberg

Ex: Lilly

Friends: Kondraki (old friend), Bright (old friend), Tiffany Okely (work friend)

Family: Bastard child of an angel, raised as an only child of a single mother. Had Epon with Lilly, later on, had an "accident" named Melody with his husband, adopted a step-parent role to Cimmerian's older daughters May and Eliza

Trivia:

Roughly follows the events of 4231

Raised Epon for the first few months to year's of their life before they were found to be anomalous and forcibly taken from him

Regularly checks up on his kid and leaves her small gifts

Semi-omniscient, ever since he was born he could just see and know things others couldn't. Perfectly aware of the fact Cimmerian is a demigod, even before their husband finds out himself. Uses his omniscience to check up on Epon and make sure they're okay.

Used to be very close with Bright before Cimmeriam swooped in and stole the man, slowly rebuilding that relationship

Cannot play the ukulele for the life of his and has no intentions of ever learning

Had a lot of bucket and cowboy hats but gave them all to Melody

Cimmerian made the mistake of allowing them to pick out Melody's clothes when they were little, now they have Clef's sense of style, oh no

Is afraid of water, shouting and slamming things is a major trigger of theirs, they also dislike deer and antlers for obvious reasons

Suffers from chronic scar pain in her legs

They have exactly 0 respect for any of the o5s

One of their hobbies is gardening

Pretty much majority of their scars were caused by Lilly

Alto Clef is their chosen name and god help you if you deadname them

Loves cats, they're her favourite animal

The platonic marriage with Cinmerian was their idea

Child of 001 /J

[talesfromsiteredacted]

A Not-Quite Blind Date

After Rabbit's extreme makeover SCP Foundation edition, she's nervous about her date with the Doctor. She has, yet again, turned her nerves into dessert. As she arrives a bit early to relieve Doctor Gears, he leaves her with a word of advice.

It's only 6 pm, and... I'm nervous. I never had an actual dinner date before. While I have dinner covered... I kinda wish I had a sister to ask about this. Like, what do I wear?

I'm down to two choices... a blue silk dress with matching lace sleeves, or a long green velvet dress with a slightly too low for work neckline. Hmm. I look good in either, but green is a confidence booster for me. Green velvet then. I dress, then try to do something with my mass of red hair. I settle on a simple loose braid. Then realize just why I rarely wear this outside of home... the neckline. If Lenny the Letch saw this it'd give him bad ideas. I throw a black cardigan over it, gather my stuff, and head out after 20 minutes.

I arrive to find the worst of the cleanup is over, and once again it's clean enough to eat in. Wow... Doctor Gears was so mad at Bright Bright had to clean the entire place. And surprisingly... it looks good. I tell them so, then set up for dinner.

"Speaking of looking sharp... I had no idea you have such an eye for fashion and what works on you, Rabbit. That dress is stunning. Perhaps you and Mrs. Gears should do a bit of shopping soon. I love my wife, but she has no sense of color."

"Thanks... but to 'steal this look', as they say, she'd be better off learning to sew. Believe it or not... I sewed this a while back, just to see if I could. Turns out, it is less expensive to do it yourself in this case."

"Rabbit, is there anything you can't do?"

"Statistics. It's why I'm in Security, I'm horrible with math." He blinks at me for a moment. He's not sure I'm kidding. "But... if Cain agrees to tutor me, who knows? I might actually pass this time." The oven timer dings, and I jump a tiny bit. I take out the lasagna to rest a moment. As it cools a minute, I set up the table. Two places, a candleholder with taper, two wineglasses... I'm set. Just as there's a knock on the door.

"Come in." It's Doctor Clef, with my Doctor. My Doctor blinks behind his mask.

"Rabbit, ma cherie? You look radiant, not that I did not find you lovely before. I must admit, your new haircolor suits you quite well. You also appear to be taller."

"I uh... had an accident with 914 today. There's been some... alterations. We can discuss them over dinner. I made lasagna."

I walk to the stove, and serve up three additional plates. I hand a tray with two to Doctor Gears. "As promised, one lasagna dinner, but for two. Time to clock out, Big Boss. Your wife can thank me later."

"I should say no, but... after even an hour watching Bright clean, I'm going to accept gratefully. On that note, enjoy your date you two, and if you must make a bad decision, please do not name it after me." He winks at us. Did... did Doctor Gears just attempt a joke? He really is tired. He departs, leaving just Doctors Clef and Bright for a moment with us. I sigh, hand a plate to Clef, and... out of mercy, even give a small slice to Dr. Bright. He looks surprised.

"For me? What gives? I thought you hated me."

"We all think you're a bit of an idiot, but we don't hate you. Now, don't make me regret this. And don't let us detain you boys. You're not married, but you need time off too." I look at the two surplus doctors. "And didn't O5 say you two were not to be together unsupervised? Our responsible supervision headed home, you two should too." Grumbling, they leave.

We finally get to have our date. I tell my dearest what happened, pausing and answering questions as he asks. Two plates of food and two glasses of wine later, the tale is told.

"Angeline, please know I am yours, even if you become less physically attractive to others. I love your heart, soul, and body. That being said... do you believe you can still... touch me? I'm almost afraid to try."

I stand up, and move next to him. Echoing the first time, I extend my left hand to him. Only instead of taking his hand, I caress his mask. I'm still alive. I wouldn't say nothing happened, I still feel a tingle as my skin meets his, but nothing else. He blinks, then leans into my hand.

"You are a miracle, ma coeur. And I'm grateful for every moment together. I love you."

"I love you too. How about after I clean up here, we go back to your quarters and you can give me a thorough physical exam?" He laughs.

"As you wish, dearest."

[inkykeiji]

im doing some work and had some thots about BMB!Tomura. how smart is he? like, we know that dabi is secretly smart (or at least hiding how smart he is). and reader is going to uni im assuming full-time. but where does tomura lay? he's inheriting his father's business, but do we know what field he's mostly in? what books he likes to read (if he does read)? or is he still a gamer? 🤔 sorry these thoughts just came out of nowhere and won't leave me alone. big loves and have a good dayyy 👋🏾🥰

OOOOH MAY SUCH FANTASTIC QUESTIONS THANK U!!!! omg NO please do not apologize i love love love questions like this!!!!

how smart is he?

he’s very smart—he’s too smart, he has an overactive brain that he likes to dull with drugs, or else he’ll think himself into an absolute spiral (which is beginning to happen anyway, as you’ve seen. obviously drugs wouldn’t be the right remedy to an overactive brain, but he’s impatient, and he’s busy, and they work fast). but he’s genuinely smart; i’d say he’s more or less on dabi’s level of intelligence as well. they kind of balance each other out, which is why it can either be very difficult to pull a fast one on the other—because they match each other in intelligence—or very easy to deceive the other one—because they match each other in intelligence (and sometimes have similar thinking processes, too! not always though).

what field is he in?

he went to uni to get one of those bullshit business degrees, as most rich boys who are next in line to take over/inherit their family business tend to do. but now, he’s transitioning into the position of CEO. it’s a slow transition between him and his father (his father is half-retired—think the godfather part one when michael’s slowly beginning to take over the family business from vito). at the moment, all major decisions concerning the company (the drugs they’re manufacturing, the distributors they’re working with, the humans they’re experimenting on, etc etc) go through the both of them. tomura’s basically CEO in training, right now. the new york trip was meant to serve as his first BIG step without daddy holding his hand—he’s been on smaller business trips before of course, often in his father’s place, but they never averaged more than a night until bmb part two. the business in new york pertained to all sectors of the company with a heavy focus on distribution. his father babies him quite a bit tho (as AFO does for tomura in canon bnha) and genuinely cares very much for his son 🥺 you’ll see more of this in part four (yay!). i’ll be going more in-depth into the company itself in the book ofc!!!

what books does he like to read?

HAHAHAHA i see him as someone who reads a lot of roman à clef books; you know, books that have something to SAY about society. and he’s pretentious as hell about it, too. (as we know, dabi LOVES golden age sci-fi novels, so,,,,)

is he still a gamer?

YES. HE IS. and he will fucking fight you if you try to tell him video games are ‘a waste of time’ or that ‘they aren’t art’. he’ll play anything and everything under the sun and is always vying for something new to try out. it’s a good distraction for his head (and a much better alternative to drugs, too). he’s also super competitive about it, and a total completionist, a fact he takes major pride in. dabi thinks he’s a fucking hypocrite for teasing him about his reading material when tomura’s literally head over heels in love with video games.