#scp able x reader

[bitedownme]

Second part of ask >3

[brokenpieces-72]

heya!! on the topic of the SCPF, i wanted to see your take on how the Ghosts (perhaps even a reader character, as well) would act in being within a MTF group, like pre-disbandment Omega-7 (Pandora’s box) or Alpha-9 (Last hope), so fighting alomgside SCPs like 076 and 073? I feel it’s such a cool concept <3 for example, how would 076 tolerate or think of the Ghosts? Would he favour certain members and ‘respect’ them more? See them as competition? 🫶

thank youuuu 🪷🪷

This will be very fun. This has been in the wings for a while, I’ve been busy, and visiting family in another province. That and the holidays are always crazy.

Brothers

You could deal with plenty of big monsters. A humanoid monster? Sure. One of the very first children to roam the earth? Well… that was another story. At least you had your own brothers and you were learning to take more combat. Holy hell, he could put you through your paces and even that was understating it.

You were certainly exhausted, and found yourself laying in the tent getting as much shut eye as you could before 076 or Able, got bored. Able was running out of things to do but he was more compliant to the wishes of the soldiers. Wandering had become his past time if he wasn’t fighting or talking to the men. Logan came in and laid in the cot next to yours. He was getting back from watch or patrol... honestly you were too tired to remember.

“Abel’s been giving me looks.” He said, laying on his back. You were on your side, and opened one eye to see him turn his head to you. You shut it again.

“Go on.” You said, hoping his voice could help you sleep.

“Kept staring at me and David when we interacted, especially during his… training.”

“Makes our hellweeks a walk in the bloody park.” You commented.

“No kidding. But it’s like… I don’t know, like he’s jealous and confused.” Logan said. You don’t have a brother except for Logan and David.

“Your dad talked to him though, give us some time off?” You asked, hoping it was a yes.

“Agreed to go easier on us. He’s wandering right now.” Logan said. You felt much more relaxed. “Your dad still keeping your hair tucked in I see.”

“I think he’s concerned about how Abel will respond to a woman.” You commented. "Apparently it's been mostly men working with him."

“You think Abel has a brother?” Logan asked. “They were kind of vague about his origins.”

“Logan, no offence but I’m a few minutes away from putting a bullet to Abel’s head if only so this hell week will be over.” You groaned, sighing.

Elias stood back letting Abel pace or roam around. Honestly it was a mixture of the two. He'd taken notice of the looks his sons received. Elias wasn’t willing to approach the man when he was wandering. Abel didn’t seem to like being interrupted, and Elias wasn’t one to prevoke him.

Eventually, Abel approached Elias. Before Abel could ask anything Elias started first. He hoped to leave Abel a little more civil before he left. Thankfully they were sending more soldiers to take care of 076. They also said they were sending someone else with them.

“My men are resting, they need it after your last session.”

“They’re tougher than most.” He commented. Elias took that as a rare compliment.

“May I ask you something?” Elias asked. He always found himself talking carefully around Abel. The man seemed to be seething constantly. Reminded Elias of someone else he knew. Abel nodded to hear the question.

“You’ve been eyeing my sons quite a bit, more than anyone else. Why is that?”

Abel lifted his head. They were Elias’s sons? He could see the resemblance.

“I had a brother.” Abel told him. “He betrayed me.”

“I’m sorry.” Elias said. “I’ve lost a brother myself.”

Abel looked at Elias curiously. “A good man, great warrior. During a mission I couldn’t pull him out, and chose between him and the rest of my team. It was the hardest decision for me.”

“This man’s name…what was it?” Abel asked.

“Rorke. Gabriel Rorke.” Elias answered.

“He was not your blood.” Abel said. “He is not your brother.”

“He was. All of my men are brothers in arms. They look out for each other, have each others’ backs. Rorke and I were brothers not in blood, but in bond.”

“…your sons are blood brothers?” Abel asked. “Yet they do not hate each other, and smile when they exchange weak blows.”

“Yes.” Elias said. “It’s how they express their bond for each other.”

“Hmm…” Abel stared at David who was going to the tent.

“When do more arrive?” Abel asked changing the subject.

“Tomorrow.” Elias replied.

“Fine.” Abel said, excusing himself without a word. Elias watched him go. At least tomorrow his team would be allowed to leave. Honestly the foundation was far too secretive for its own good.

You cracked your back, glad you could actually crack it as you got up and headed out for your turn for watch. Logan and David were out there already, having interchanging shifts. You tagged out Merrick, who reminded the three of you to stay safe. You saw Abel still testing weapons against an unknown opponent.

“Does he sleep?” You wondered aloud.

“I asked him, and well… if you kill him then yeah technically.” David said.

“Turns into sand and returns to the other SCP.” Logan clarified. “…why is he so angry all the time?”

“…if you were stuck in a box for years on end, with no way of venting frustration, it tends to build.” You suggested.

“Centuries old.” David muttered.

“A couple of the guys from the other task forces were saying he could be older.” Logan commented, as Abel continued to rage about against an opponent that wasn’t visible to the three Ghosts.

“Pretty good looking for his age.” You thought. You didn’t realize it was loud enough for the Walker boys to hear until they took their eyes off Abel and looked at you. You cleared your throat awkwardly.

Thank god for the SCP Foundations timing. Or that’s what you thought when you heard vehicles pulling up. Abel’s shadow killing session ended abruptly as you and the boys went over to greet the newcomers.

The commander immediately brushed all three of you off. The hell?

“Where’s Elias Walker?” He asked.

“He’s resting, I’ll retrieve him.” You said. Up until now, all of you were given respect, even from Able, this guy brushing you off didn’t sit right. Wouldn’t take long for you to find out what was going on. First you had to find Elias.

You found him wandering much like Able would, but mostly enjoying the peace of the night. Not much gear on, but still had a side arm.

“Sir?” You said, not wanting to startle him. Not that you ever could.

“Valkyrie.” Elias said turning to you. “Did the team arrive?”

“Yes sir. They just pull-“

You didn’t finish your sentence when you heard a loud enraged roar that could only come from able and shouting from the SCP Task Force. Shit.

You and Elias came back to the main camp to find the vehicles totalled and the Ghost taking up cover with the rest of the task force. Where was your father? You spotted him moving closer to a blood hungry Able who was striking at another figure. Able was speaking Arabic. Elias found his sons and you took up next to your own father.

“The fuck happened?!”

“The foundation brought a thaumiel for Able.” Keegan explained taking risking a peek. “Abel’s pissed now.”

“Thaumiel? Why would they bring a thaumiel?” You shouted, hearing the earth behind you breaking up and Able raging. Wait. He was crying out. Was he in pain?

The task forces kept shouting something but you could barely make it out.

“We need to calm him down.” You said. Fuck it. You made a break for the next closest cover. Ignoring your father, you made it to more cover before making another break. You made out the fight but just barely. Able was losing, wounded and pissed. There was another man you could make out through the smoke. Arabian in appearance though it was hard to tell in the dark. He wasn’t phased though. You noticed a few fallen soldiers from the foundation near the confrontation. Keep going, eyes forward. Don’t get distracted.

You found cover and slid into it, loading your gun. You could make it. Set up your shot, make sure it’s clean. If you could injure the one still standing, Able might pull back or at least relax. This new SCP, was a threat, Able knew that.

There was a moment of stillness as the newcomer stood there, head down slightly as you took a deep breath. Injure, don’t kill it. If you do there will be way more shit later. You took a deep breath, seeing the target in your sights. He was just standing there. Able was beaten and wounded, almost fatally. Your finger was on the trigger, the shot wouldn’t kill it. Aimed at the shoulder you noticed they were silvery gray, likely metallic. At least you could pull its attention if the bullet bounced off. You blocked out the shouting behind you hearing Able and the strange talking. Shit you needed to learn Arabic. Able was enraged, and the other man simply stood there, his voice monotone. Deep breaths. You needed to wait a bit. The shouts are too far away. For the most part you think you can hear them telling you to back off, move away. You noticed the man slowly turn his head towards you. Now or never.

You fired on the newcomer, hitting his shoulder.

Except… you didn’t.

Instead you felt a massive pain in your shoulder, and you cried out from it. You hid immediately, falling back and out of sight. Able’s rage reignited as you adjusted yourself, looking for another sniper. Where where? There had to be one. You were bleeding. Shit, fuck. Then you heard a name roared by Able before you heard a sickeningly wet slicing sound.

Then…It was quiet.

Your arm was still in a great deal of pain, but you kept your hand over the wound. Fucking hell what just happened. You heard footsteps approaching and you were regretting your choices. You readied your knife biting back your pain. The footsteps stopped and you were ready to fight.

“I wouldn’t recommend that, after your arm was damaged.” You heard someone say. You slowly looked up and saw the newcomer, looking down at you. “Apologies, but you did shoot at me without provocation.”

You winced as the medics took a look at you. A few scientists asked if they would do a more thorough assessment of your wound. Yeah don’t ever ask that kind of question in front of a protective parent, especially one who fully capable of eliminating targets, and have spent more than a couple weeks with an SCP that could make drill sergeants weep. Keegan nearly cussed them out, while you sat on a cot in a tank top and army pants. SCP-073, or Cain, stood some distance being fussed over by scientists like an untouchable celebrity and their make up team. Logan was patching you up, Merrick standing guard with Keegan to keep the scientists away from you.

“No bullet.” Logan said, keeping his voice low.

“No bullet?” You couldn’t believe it. “You’re sure?”

“If I pry any more in there, it would do more damage. Lift your arm.” Logan said. You winced but simply from the injury, not anything inside it. The fuck…okay yeah you were ready to go home.

Elias stood by Cain, having a few questions for him once the scientists left him alone. Cain kept glancing at him before Dr. Glass called them away. Elias had a chance and he was taking it.

“You speak very good English.” He commented.

“I do. It is not the only language I know.” Cain replied. Elias could tell Cain would be blunt.

“Why did you set him off? Able?” Elias asked. Cain didn’t seem comfortable with replying. Elias had a guess, wasn’t the most religious man, but he knew the basics. “If it is classified I understand.”

“Thank you. I did not wish to disclose my reasons.” Cain said. “We were brothers once. By blood. Now I don’t know what we are.”

Elias said nothing. Elias and Rorke were the same once. Unlike Cain, Elias had an answer to what they were now.

Enemies.

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[05-redacted]

Hello everyone I hope all of you guys are having a great day/night. I came here to you all with this message to inform you that I have made a new account that will be for Welcome Home purposes.

The new account is: @elsazon

I will continue to post Scp related content such as oneshots, headcannons, and incoherent quotes in this account. This account @05-redacted will always be my main accountant I will be here most of the time.

On another note, I apologize to you all for not posting a lot like how I used to. So to make it up to you all please accept these incoherent quotes.

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SCP INCOHERENT QUOTES:

Y/n to 999: Your my best friend

999: :D

682 hating ass: *Stomps on 999*

Y/n: *Incoherent screaming*

999: D:

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Able: There was a time where I was so nice, so sweet so polite-

Cain: But now your like-

Able: Fuck you, fuck this and fuck everybody.

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Y/n: Please take care of 999 while back. Thank you.

999: :D

682: *Grimaces* I'm stuck with this bag of gelatine now...

999:..... :c

682: What the fuck are you staring at?-

999 in a deep voice: Listen to me you bitchless ugly fuck

682, caught off guard: What the-

999: I don't wanna hear another damn word coming out of that fucking bone munching, dorito powder licking mouth of yours for the rest of the day. Or else I'll make sure you could no longer chew with that dog snout you have... you will only be able to eat puree and gelatin like the old fuck you are... you understand...

682: *Nods head vigorously*

999: Good... This will be our little secret... understand?

682: Mmhm! Mmhm!

999: Good...

Y/n: I'm back! How was your guys day?

999: :D

682: Y/n-

Y/n: What?

999: :c....

682: Nevermind....

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049: *Breathes*

Followers: Ah yes... a punching bag

[wolveria]

I humbly ask (whenever you have time of course), that we could get a playlist that was representing Reid and SCP-035's relationship? I just wanna see what your thoughts would be. Thank you so much for feeding us this beautiful masterpiece (The Ravens Hymn) and please remember to drink water and enjoy your well deserved break!

Here you go. 35 songs for 035.

[scary-lasagna]

Scp 096 (established relationship) where the scp researchers found that if someone sees his photo and comes running at them, if they put a photo of reader (another researcher) in front of their face, 096 gets confused and doesn’t kill them, and so reader can come in and take 096 back to his room?

SCP - 096 “Shy Guy”

It was sabotage, no- attempted murder.

The researchers had no clue it was your face in the file, these precious little interns didn’t even look over the contents before slapping them into a D-class’ arms and sending them into a testing chamber.

It was supposed to be the second unknowing D-class, on the other side of the testing room in a 2x2, 14” thick, lead box.

A simple study of how fast 096 could rip it into shreds, allowing more intel for breach shelter doors if it ever escapes again.

(That was a mess, and ironically how you two met, being the only one who knew how to handle him properly.)

The pressure sensors on the floor never moved, only shifted awkwardly. No crying. No screaming.

And somehow the silence was more terrifying than the outburst he should be having.

One of the head researchers called the D-Class back in, and the file is examined. Not too much later, you’re called into the observation room.

Much to your dismay, it seemed someone tried to killed you rather unceremoniously while also endangering the lives of so many others.

And being the lead researcher over 096, as well as his self-proclaimed “BFF”, you were able to waltz in and give him a gentle pat on the back, comforting his confused state.

You lovingly secured the bag over his head, the only thing that gives him the maximum comfort and relief, and stood him on the ‘X’ marked on the floor, all set and ready for the MTF to transport him back to containment.

[aghost-writer]

MasterLists

This will have my fics and my multi-chapter fics master lists! I also have my additional master lists on here as well as anything other post I deem important.

All characters are aged up to adults. Everyone is an adult in these fan fictions.

I updated each master list once a month so there might be fics that haven't be added to the master list yet.

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AO3

Bungo Stray Dogs

Lonely (Multiple chapters)

Status: Completed.

Chapters: 47/47

Trapped in a loveless, lonely marriage, Y/N finds solace in running her quiet bookstore. But her mundane life takes a dark, thrilling turn when she crosses paths with a mysterious figure from another world. Drawn into danger and obsession, she wonders if, just maybe, she would not be lonely anymore.

Yandere Bungo Stray Dogs x Reader

Between Pages (Multiple Chapters)

Status: Completed.

Chapters: 53/53

Y/N is transported into Bungo Stray Dogs, powerless among literary legends with supernatural abilities. Relying only on her memory of the plot, she must navigate alliances, dodge threats, and survive in a world she once read about. Can she rewrite her fate in a story that wasn’t meant for her?

Yandere BSD x Female Reader!

Boku No Hero Academia/ My Hero Academia

Enough (Multiple Chapters)

Status: Paused

Chapters: 35/?

A young girl, consumed by an insatiable hunger she doesn’t understand, struggles to hide the monster within while yearning for a sense of normalcy. Haunted by her past and the darkness that clings to her, she is grappling with the fear that she’ll never truly be enough.

Yandere BNHA x Yandere Reader x Yandere Aizawa

Sugar (Multiple Chapters)

Status: Paused

Chapters 18/?

In a world where pro heroes secretly indulge in their darker desires, Y/N, a captivating and sought-after sugar baby, find yourself entangled with a group of powerful heroes. Each with their own possessive and obsessive tendencies, they fight for your affection, showering you with gifts and attention—while hiding their darker urges beneath a polished exterior. But as their obsession grows, so does the danger, and you're caught in a world of luxury and chaos, where loyalty can be as intoxicating as their twisted devotion.

Yandere BNHA Pro Heroes x Reader.

Kimetsu No Yaiba/ Demon Slayer

Wisteria (Multiple Chapters)

Status: Completed

Chapters: 68/68

A girl wakes with no memory of the last five years—only wisteria flowers whispering her forgotten past.

Yandere Demon Slayer x Female Reader.

Jujutsu Kaisen/JJK

Ocean Eyes (Multiple Chapters)

Status: Paused

Chapters: 23/?

A young woman is taken away and into her favorite anime Jujutsu Kaisen where she finds herself slowly becoming more and more obsessed with her Nanami Kento as those around her fall deeper into her ocean eyes.

Yandere JJK x Yandere for Nanami! Reader

Followers (Multiple Chapters)

Status: Ongoing

Chapters: 50/?

Able to embed cursed energy into objects, she possesses the unique power to transform ordinary items into formidable artifacts that attract and command followers bound by the dark energy. Each object she infuses gains a life of its own, becoming a vessel for her will and a source of influence in the cursed realm.

This is a Yandere Jujutsu Kaisen x reader.

Tokyo Ghoul

Love Me... Until the End (Multiple Chapters)

Status: Ongoing

Chapters: 65/?

(Y/N) treads a fragile line between two worlds, carrying secrets that could shatter everything. As the cost of her choices begins to take its toll, she’s forced to confront what she’s willing to sacrifice—and whether she can still recognize herself in the process.

Yandere Tokyo Ghoul x Female Reader. Rewrite of my Love Me ... fanfic

Hailkyuu

Goddess (Multiple Chapters)

Status: Paused

The fallen goddess. They just want her to be theirs.

Yandere Haikyuu x Female Reader.

S.C.P Foundation

Logistics Operations Group (Multiple Chapters)

Status: On-going

Chapters: 6/?

Y/N L/N, a Junior Logistics Officer in the LOG (Logistics Operations Group) at the SCP Foundation , carefully manages the transportation of anomalous entities while navigating the shadows of her colleagues' attention. As she balances duty with the growing tension of obsessive affections, she finds herself tangled in a web of secrets, danger, and unexpected desires.

SCP Foundation Reader Insert

Breaching Reality (Multiple Chapters)

Status: On-going

Chapters: 1/?

Y/N wakes up in a world she thought was fictional, finding herself trapped in a mysterious facility filled with dangerous anomalies and unpredictable individuals. As she navigates this strange reality, she struggles to understand her place in it and what’s real.

SCP Foundation Reader Insert

Alpha/Omega Master List

This will have my alpha/omega fics!

Other Important Things

Guidelines for MY version of Alpha/Omega-verse

My Yandere-Verse

Q&A is Now Open! But Here Are the Rules...

[vikkirosko]

🩸 SCP 076-2 | Abel x thaumiel!Reader headcanons The Eternal Battle 🗡

Abel was one of those people who was difficult to contain. Many people died at his hands, including employees of the foundation. But they kept looking for the best way to contain him until they found you. Outwardly, you looked like a human being, but even you knew perfectly well that something was wrong with you. You've been alive too long, and it's really worn you out. That's why you didn't pay attention to the foundation staff who were studying you, and you didn't mind when they decided to try to use you to restrain Abel. According to the information they were able to get from you, you have received a large number of wounds in the past, but you could not die from them, so there was a chance that you could survive and prevent Abel from leaving his detention area

They slightly changed the corridor in which he was kept, which is why you were alone with a strange, black cube. They explained to you that your task is to prevent anyone who leaves this cube from leaving the room. You had to stop him at all costs. Their orders made you a little annoyed, but in return they were willing to give you what you asked for, as long as it wasn't something dangerous. And you didn't need much. The opportunity to have some fun, delicious food that you haven't had time to get tired of yet, and the opportunity to sleep for at least a couple of hours. That's how your life began next door to a strange cube and Abel, who you knew was inside the cube, even though he was dead. You read books, listened to music, but all this quickly got boring, and while new books did not have time to deliver, you found entertainment that, as you said, did not let you go crazy. You were talking to Abel, even though you knew he wouldn't answer you or even hear you

When Abel first woke up after you started working as his guard, he attacked you, intending to quickly kill you and move on, but a surprise awaited him. You're not dead. Your wounds healed in just a matter of seconds, and you didn't even flinch, just irritably told him that it was pretty rude for a first meeting. It would seem that you were not afraid of the pain you were experiencing from your wounds. You really didn't let him advance any further, which was easier to do thanks to the weapons you provided, because your physical strength wasn't much different from that of an ordinary person. When he swore in ancient Sumerian, you giggled, saying it was pretty rude. It was as if you didn't perceive him as a threat. You were both stubborn enough that he inflicted serious wounds on you, and you were able to kill him. After that, your work as a security guard continued and your status was changed to thaumiel, which you yourself had no idea about. But you honestly told the foundation staff, who had to restrain him if you couldn't handle it, that this acquaintance was the funniest you've had in the last hundred years

You kept talking to him while he was recovering. You read aloud to him the books that you read, talked about moments from your long life. It would seem that only a dead aggressive man whom you had to restrain was the only one to whom you could tell about all this. Every time he was reborn, your battle resumed, and looking at the images from the surveillance cameras, the foundation staff was once again convinced that these meetings were not only enjoyed by you. It would seem that Abel had found an opponent whom he currently wanted to defeat and whom he was passionate about fighting. It wasn't clear how long it could last, but as long as you continued to stop Abel, no one was going to stop this experiment. The staff was seriously worried when they saw that Abel didn't attack you again, but it only lasted about a minute and a half, as if you were talking about something. You didn't tell them, but it was true. He asked you why you're still alive. You honestly told him that you would like to know yourself. After that, every time he was reborn, he asked you one question, you answered him honestly, seeing no point in lying, after which everything continued again

Sometimes you wondered if Abel could finally end your life, but so far it hasn't happened. You knew yourself that it was naive of you to be friendly with him. But you had all the time in the world to try to find out about him what the foundation's staff couldn't, and you were stubborn enough not to give up. So far, Abel hasn't made much contact, but before all you heard from him was swearing, which means that he somehow started interacting with you, even if it was just questions, it was already progress

[theyanderespecialist]

DoctorMask (Headcanon+Bonus) Yanderes SCPs 035/SCP 049 X Immune Dr. Reader (SCP Foundation)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back with a new chapter! This one is the start of the YouTube series on this! Enjoy this!] 

(Disclaimer: SCP 035 and SCP 049 are not a canon couple, this is fiction and not to be taken seriously at all! Shipping fictional characters is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You know who you are! You Dirty, Flaky, Biscuits! 

Disclaimer: SCP 035 and SCP 049 are not yandere in canon! This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and Yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! Once again, you know who you are! You Dirty, Flaky, Biscuits! Yanderes are not ideal partners in real life! Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon! Thank you!)  -Yandere Headcanons With Yanderes SCP 035 and SCP 049 X Gender Neutral Researcher Reader From SCP Foundation Fandom- 

.SCP 035 and SCP 049 have been on and off again together for a long time over 500 years old! 

.They would do containment breaches to spend time with one another. 

.They were fond of each other and the foundation did not like them being this close together. 

.During a breach you met them both, being immune to SCP 049 and were able to wear SCP 035 without being killed and or melting. 

.They both fell for you the moment they saw you and during that same breach, they both agreed that they would have you as theirs and theirs alone. 

.They wanted you to be their researcher. So They demanded they would work with the foundation and have time with you. 

.They get you to be their researcher and they make sure they keep you by their sides. 

.They are the type of yanderes that do not want to share you with anyone but them. 

.SCP 035 is the more possessive and jealous type. 

.Also SCP 035 is far more manipulative than SCP 049 and would be the type of yandere to gaslight you and make you accept that he and SCP 049. 

.SCP 049 is a more old-fashioned man and yandere. He would take his time courting you and being sweet with you. 

.Making your little things and being very loving with you. 

.It is not clear if SCP 049 is interested in you more than just being able to finally touch someone after so long. 

.SCP 035 is way more forward and flirty with you, making his interest very clear on what he wants from you. 

.The foundation is a bit uneasy with having you work with these two when their interest in you comes to light. 

.But the information they are getting from both of them is too good to pass up. 

.So you are stuck as their Researcher. They both abuse that very much. 

.They are the type of yanderes that would not allow any rivals to be near you. 

.SCP 049 would say any rival he has, that they have the pestilence and would kill them or in his words cure them. 

.With SCP 035 way of dealing with rivals he gets into their heads, messing with their minds and making them go insane, either until they kill themselves or until they put him on. Either way, they are no longer a problem. 

.They are also both very protective of you and would not let any harm come to you. You are theirs and that means it is their job to keep you safe. 

.When they work together to be with they take their time with you. 

.To them they did not have to rush and they could slowly make you love them. 

.Almost as if they were toying with you! 

.They would become more controlling as time goes on, especially SCP 035. 

.He cannot stand the idea of anyone else being near you or you talking to anyone else. 

.Also when SCP 035 was on your face he made a connection with you so that he could see every memory you had from the moment you were born and how you came into this world. 

.So he knew every single, man, woman, or person you had attraction to and he memorized their faces and vowed if he ever saw them he would kill them! 

.They should not be allowed to breathe after they stole a part of you from him and SCP 049. 

.SCP 049 is the one that would lose his patience at some point. 

.He is a very patient yandere but he at some point would not be able to stand the sick people around you. 

.How you could become sick and be taken from him and SCP 035. 

.It is unacceptable. He has to see you every day to make sure that you have not fallen ill and that he can make sure you are healthy. 

.They would manipulate the foundation to have more and more time with you, and the foundation would be more than glad to throw you to your yanderes, as the information they value more than your life. 

.SCP 035 and SCP 049 both know this and use it to their advantage. 

.If they cannot live with you in the foundation then they would breach containment and take you with them. 

.It is up to the foundation if they stay in line or not. 

.They both fully confessed to you together, that it was not just teasing or companionship but that they were in love with you and wanted you to be theirs and theirs alone. 

.If you accept their love they would be over the moon and have a twisted threesome with you, where you learned a lot about their anomaly. 

.If you turned them down they would make sure to work on breach containment to take you with them. 

.Clearly, the foundation has poisoned your mind and you NEED to be away from the Foundation to see their love! 

.They would make you see it, mark their words. 

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS, another chapter is done! I hope you all enjoyed this, I might do a scenario on YouTube and there will most likely, be a mini-series of this again most likely on YouTube! I hope you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!] 

[pleasestayawayidonotlikeyou]

if it's ok can you do a bad sanses x scp child reader. where nightmare find them in her negative universe all alone trying to survive (since she lost her father and friends) cause something bad happened and takes them in as their healer (cause the child doesn't want to kill). nightmare found her when she was 7/8 years old, nightmare would see a bit of his passive self in her, and the child would be neutral with the whole situation given they have seen crazier things from where their from (and just wanted to escape their situation from their world). but is a good kid and despite not wanting to hurt anyone she would rather get themselves hurt to protect those she cares for (would literally take a hit from anyone who tries to hurt dadmare, killer, horror and dust because of their past trauma and defend them with her telekinesis). their drawbacks of their abilities is if she gets extremely hurt or looses a limb when having zero energy she can't regenerate until her stamina is helped (energy like full sleep and have food or beverage basically having good stamina) but still can't die. (this is based off an oc of mine so here is more info with a pic to help) she sometime would have her breakdowns like the others from past trauma (also her soul would be perseverance) I'm sorry for the long read i hope your ok with this and if you have any questions I'm happy to answer :3

Holy shit this took too long to write-

Featuring: Nightmare, Killer, Dust and Ted.

Masterlist

Nightmare

Ah yes. Another dumb kid for him to add to the collection.

Since you were quite useful with your healing powers and all, he took you in. Big mistake.

Nightmare now finds himself caring for another kid (the other kids are the Killer Dust and Ted), oh well.

Is very impressed with your ability to regenerate limbs.. it's... Fascinating..

His grumpy self turns into one a bit more content.

You're like a memory of himself in the past, the voice that always keeps ticking in his mind, except you are real. "I am too.."

Didn't find out about Killer bringing you into missions until Ted came furiously to him demanding to know why would his boss let a child go to mass murderer missions.

Spoiler alert, he didn't know and quickly became enraged, that's his kid, how dare Killer bring you to missions without his knowledge!?

Nightmare finds it adorable when you try to protect him, he's already a god silly, he can't die!

Dust

Stay still, he wants to study you.

He may or may not like SCPs...

Holds a notebook and pen, writing down any information he can get out of you.

Impressed with your powers, but not surprised, he knows Nightmare wouldn't take in a healer who can't defend themselves.

Watches in the shadows, if you need him just call his name.

Finds Killer's idea of bringing you to missions dumb, but there's nothing he can do can he?

You two may have time alone, and he uses that time to gossip about Killer's dumbass.

On really really rare occasions, he'll vent about his past, about the guilt he feels about his actions.

Killer

Another one to be influenced by him.

Nightmare doesn't let you near killer without supervision, that's a big no no.

He doesn't want to wake up hearing laughter with his face painted with permanent marker again.

Killer likes having someone around, especially because you can

He finds it cute when you try to protect him, you're not even to his waist! How are you going to fight a fucking god like dream?

Well, his jaw is on the ground now. "HOLY SHIT NIGHTMARE WHAT KIND OF POWERS DOES THIS KID HAVE???"

Yep, he's bringing you in missions now.

Also Killer named a cat after you.

Ted

The fact that you need to be healthy to be able to regenerate is the perfect excuse for him to cook more food.

He repays you when you heal him he makes your favorite dessert.

Ted thinks you're too naive and innocent for battle, and gets pretty annoyed every time you go in missions with them.

Even knowing you can regenerate and defend yourself it still keeps him worried, what if you run out of energy?

Also blames Killer for any scratch you get, he's the one who made you go with them so he's the one to blame.

He's the one who's with you almost 24/7, acts like an actual big brother, may even apresent you to his Papyrus.

When you defend him in an argument, he feels so fucking special, no he doesn't have tears on his eyes you're just hallucinating.

[sixsixtwenty]

hi, hi💜 i was wondering if i could request SCP-076-2 x reader fluff/smut mix? :3 might be 2 vague, but go wild!!

i am bordeline obsessed with that man. (1 of my multiple husbandos so sue me.)

so. BET BUSTER. srry if it's short and shitty I've been going through some shit.

scp 076-2 x Reader

(fluff + smut)

You and Able have been dating for a little while now, around 1-2 years so average relationship! it has been VERY hard for him for the concept of relationships. let alone love.

(c'mon he's like 10,000 years old or something. gove this man a break relationship standards keep changing like plz-)

at first when he even remotely caught feelings he's not even accepting it. not even acknowledge it. he's just "well ok. i hate that. I'm gonna kill people."

but it's been bugging him over and over with his feelings about you, he's doubting the feelings and just thinks it's just another form of hate.

but every fucking time you're around or even walk past him let alone be in his eye sight he's crumbling.

sometimes even some guards around him who even caught a glimpse of his face could've sworn his cheeks becoming a bit pink.

(not able giving them a death stare right after)

he just didn't know how to adress it or even adress it at all and just let it fix itself.

but then someday you came up to him and did the dumbest (or luckiest) move and told him those 3 magical words.

he was. baffled. quite baffled.

"I love you."

"what?.."

"i love you Able."

"..."

He was. staring. staring into your soul? no. he's trying to stare into your mind.

but when he just kept staring you suddenly kissed his cheek..you kissed his cheek?

oh shit his cheeks are red CODE RED-

and literally 1-2 years later he's Your Boyfriend.

it's very quick to him but yet he isn't complaining.

and the day you brought up that you just wanted to be fucked by him/fuck him. (YOU SINNER! SATAN! COME GET EM-)

he was thinking about it because if you remember. he isn't opposed to sex. but now that you're here.

he's considering it.

eventually he finds himself in your room (he destroyed all the cameras too <3)

while you are just undressing yourself. your chest fully exposed to him and your sex showing.

in all it's glory.

his eyes are wandering all over especially to your sex wich is kinda surprising! but he's super into it.

and when your eyes stravel over to his body. his very muscular olive skinned body. your eyes also travel to his sex. noticing that he's pretty damn hard.

and gah dayum is he hard. he looks almost 10inch big. and you're like "well i hope that fits".

you throw yourself onto him (with his consent ofc bc consent is VERY sexy)

(im sorry in very tired rn so- no horny rn)

you stick his cock all the way into your mouth trying to deepthroat him while he's a grunting mess. and by the time he cums your mouth is filled to the brim.

trying to swallow it all before he just pins you down on the bed and fucking you into the mattress. (have you seen this man bro?)

he's incredibly rough once he gets the hang trying to fill your ass with his liquids (cum.) while you're holding onto dear life.

"you're fucking up my insides!"

"im not killing you."

"FEELS LIKE IT....but it's hot."

after you two finish up and you being a complete pastry because of a certain someone.

you just cuddle up to him. pushing your face into his chest doing this wiggle motion as if you're comfy asf. (let's be honest. his chest id both soft n squishy+ hard af)

wrapping your limbs around him. and him doing the same to you, his long hair hanging down and tickling some of your skin

it was. a very nice scenario for you.

you wrap your blanket around you both not caring if any of the forbidden juices land on the blanket.

he could've sworn you purred.

Able just feels at peace. just knowing that you're there for him. that you won't leave him

you're the only one who truly let yourself near him and didn't scream for your life.

"you're the only one.."

[circusmania]

Can i request some fluff with platonic yandere SCP 2662 who see reader who is also immortal but doesn't really know about it that is uneffected by SCP 2662 anomalous effect as a friends?

Both of them playing animal crossing

(Platonic) Yandere!SCP-2662 x GN!Reader ──────────────────────── Notes: Tysm for requesting this. I had so much reading about SCP-2662 and writing this request! I hope you enjoy ♡. Muah Muah ✮

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SCP-2662, a Keter class anomaly, is a humanoid who's actually (surprisingly) pretty chill. Also known as Cthulhu f'UCK OFF! (we'll just call him Cthulhu here), has a pretty humanoid(ish) appearance, along with fully functional cephalopod limbs attached to his back. He possesses the ability to manipulate and put false information into humans' dreams. Although his "followers" view him as all high and mighty, Cthulhu has no intentions of being their god. Rather, he prefers to sit in his containment cell and go about his day. Be it reading his daily newspaper or playing his many video games.

Tossing the introduction aside, You, an immortal being, had landed in the hands of the SCP Foundation. Be it intentional or not, you're stuck in your cell whether you like it or not. It ain't all that bad though, you're pretty cooperative and kind to those assigned to you, earning you a lot of rewards.

Once the Foundation found out that you're unaffected by various anomalous effects, new doors opened for you. One of those doors was he, himself, Cthulhu. A kind but massive beast, you two hit it off well.

At first, Cthulhu had thought you were another of his "devoted" followers.

You found him sitting at his table, a newspaper in hand and a coffee in the other.

"Oh, Saint Alagadda... what show are you going to put on now!? Hello?! Task Force!! Another one got in!!"

You stared at him, dumbfounded.

"Excuse me?"

You cringed, and he stopped yelling once he realized you weren't stripping or yelling insanities.

"You're not going to smear your blood and/or fluids on my walls…?" He asked, warily.

"WHAT!?? No?? What made you think that??"

He narrowed his beady eyes.

"Well, can't rule you out yet... You might just be faking it..."

"Right..."

"Trust issues much…" (He glared at you).

"In the meantime, you can stay...mm... over there." He pointed to the furthest corner from him possible.

You obeyed and sat in the corner, not making your case any better, since obeying him made it look like you were following his commands as your “god”.

Whenever you were pushed into these experiments, the researchers never gave you any information on the anomaly. Normally you don't care, but you would've appreciated some info on this one. By far, this one has made it to the top of your list of "Top Ten Weirdest first impressions."

You remained in the corner for hours a day to maximize as much exposure as possible (occasionally you got breaks and check-ups from the personnel). At the 2-month mark, Cthulhu had become pretty fond of you. He was very relieved that you showed no signs of wanting to perform rituals for him.

He allowed you to join him at his table and provided you with your very own cup of coffee! (If coffee isn't up to your taste, he's more than happy to supply you with anything else. Well, anything that the Foundation will allow).

Your relationship with Cthulhu got stronger as he invited you to join him in his many video games. Be it horror, indie, action, survival, or RPG, he's happy to be able to play with someone who views him only as a friend.

"You know, I'm happy you're different. It's nice that I can finally interact with someone without them flashing their cloaca at me."

"... Do I even want to know?"

As time passed, you two got to know more and more about each other. It took Cthulhu some time to open up after the "Massy's Big Chance" incident. You found out that Cthulhu had run away from home when his dad wouldn't stop projecting his sex cult on him. Yikes. You comforted him the best you could.

However, when he really started to like you (platonically) was the time when his worshippers broke into his cell again, and he found out that you weren't just a regular human.

This time, he was in the shower, and you were the unfortunate one to fall victim.

Cue in 3 naked, sex-crazed humans.

"What the actual fuck... How did you three get in here??" You had a newspaper in your hands and were sitting at his place at the table.

They spared you no less than a glance and made their way toward the bathroom.

"Uh, the hell? You can't go in th-"

You made the mistake of grabbing onto one of the humans' arms, and they quickly pulled out a knife and stabbed your arm.

You shrieked, alerting Cthulhu. Although being immortal, you could still feel pain, and god did this hurt like a bitch.

Cthulhu came rushing out, grabbing his follower's attention.

"Oh, great one! We've come to liberate you!"

He paid no mind to them, his focus was on you and your bleeding arm. Which didn't look well in his follower's eyes.

"Oh, sweet Alagadda! Are you oka-" He started to make his way towards you when one of his followers jumped in front of him.

"But first, we'll start with a sacrifice!"

"This one will do!"

One of the humans grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled your head back. He raised his knife, and before he could reach your neck, he got sucker punched into a wall by Cthulhu. Really unexpected considering Cthulhu's nature.

He scooped you up in his arms, not letting anyone touch you till the Task Force arrived with medics.

"Don't worry... I just so happen to be immortal…" Your voice strained and weak as you tried not to pass out from the blood loss.

"WHAT??"

You ended up fainting anyways.

Fast-forward...

"Never thought you could actually hit someone."

You sat on the floor, leaning against Cthulhu's shoulder. Your arm was tightly bandaged, despite your protests.

He sighed. "Neither did I... Must've been the adrenaline."

Cthulhu was still annoyed that you hadn't told him earlier about your immortality.

"To be fair, you never asked."

He rolled his eyes. "I'm just glad you're safe."

He smiled in his own unique way and you returned the gesture. You two spent the afternoon playing Animal Crossing together and blabbering about anything that crossed your minds.

That day, Cthulhu promised himself to protect you at all costs. Perhaps, one day, when he's "older" you two will live together in a house. Playing all the video games possible and away from anyone that could tear you two apart. ──────────────────────── Cites: ��SCP-2662 - SCP Foundation.” The SCP Foundation, 15 March 2023, https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-2662. (Official info on SCP-2662)

“SCP-2662 | Heroes Wiki | Fandom.” Heroes Wiki, https://hero.fandom.com/wiki/SCP-2662. (Additional info on SCP-2662)

Bierman, Ed. “Skeeve Online - SCP Foundation.” The SCP Foundation, 15 December 2022, https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/skeeve-online. (Massy's Big Chance incident)

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[fizzy-fuzz]

Hi! I saw that your requests are open? I apologize if this request is a bit too uncomfortable for you.

I would like to request some preferably headcanons of SCP-073 and SCP-076-2 when they find out they have feelings for a (preferably male please, there's too many females out there already ;-;, no offense for the women out there) Researcher? Like how do they deal with it, how long it takes for them to confess, etc?

I am desperate for some SCP-073 x Male!Reader, and SCP-076-2 x Male!Reader cause there's too many Female/Gender-Neutral (but still has female traits for some reason) reader ;-;

AN: Hello! Sorry this took awhile... I honestly kept rewriting this because I wasn't sure how to make this feel like it was written for a man, and not just something vague for everyone.

I added a few headcanons for how they'd treat a male lover over a female, So i hope this is okay for you.

if not I'd love to hear some tips on how to make it better, if you're willing to give feedback <3 (just message me, or send in another ask. I can't reply to comments since this isn't my main account)

SCP-073 (Cain)

⁠You both probably ment pretty casually. Maybe during lunch or just passing by in the hallways.

Cain didn't think much of you at first honestly.

Until he was passing by your office and heard you arguing with another researcher about the ethics of using him as an live information vault.

He stopped for a moment and lingered outside of your office, listening to you rant about how it wasn't fair to him.

He was honestly shocked, in a good way.

Cain was used to people being... Decent to him, sure.

But to have someone so passionately argue his happiness?

Unheard of.

Cain is quick to fall for you after that, and boy does he fall hard.

he deals with these new feelings by following his heart blindly.

Often hanging around you and lending hands wherever he can.

When he works up the courage his confession is sickly sweet, filled with stutters and nervous chuckles.

I also feel like he's the type of guy to write a confession poem.

He's just whipped like that.

If you accept, (which honestly, who would reject him?) He'll be overjoyed!

Man or not, Cain takes the lead in the relationship for the most part.

Throwing an arm around your shoulders, holding doors for you, giving you flowers (plastic, of course)

though, I do think he treats a male lover slightly different then a female.

He's slightly less watchful over you, less protective in general.

It's not that he cares less, just that he's less worried about you.

Also, for some reason I feel like he'd play wrestle with a male lover a lot.

Expect to be put in a gentle/playful headlock.

At the end of the day, Cain is still the sweet golden retriever boy he is.

That definitely doesn't change at all.

SCP-076-2 (Able)

He ment you during one of his rampages, when you got separated from the task force that was escorting you to safety.

Left alone with nothing but a small pistol to defend yourself with.

He quickly gained a large portion of respect for you when you held your ground against him despite being just a researcher.

Not once did you look cowardly or frightened, clutching your guns with a rather good poster and stance, despite your minimal combat training.

Truly a respectable sight to behold.

And Able knows a warrior when he sees one.

In fact, you were so ferocious that he paused his pursuit for just a moment to study you.

A moment long enough for you to shove your gun to his chin and blow his brains out.

I would say that's when the first few sparks flew for him.

After that, every other rampage was spent looking for you, and ending with you putting a bullet through his head.

I don't think he's all that in tune with his feelings, so he definitely doesn't get that what he's feeling is attraction, and not just respect/interest

He's got a thick skull, it takes him awhile...

But when he does realize. he's confused, and a little unsure of himself.

He's really never felt this way about a man before.

He's never felt this way about anyone before.

He's felt pretty much nothing but anger and desire for vengeance for such a long time, that this new feeling is as overwhelming as it is relieving.

I imagine he holes himself up within SCP-076-1 for a few days he learns to deal with these new feelings.

Of course you're the one sent in to confront him about his sudden strange behavior.

Since he's somewhat more docile around you.

This is when he takes his opportunity to confess to you.

Don't expect anything heartfelt or romantic, it's more of a spur-of-the-moment decision then anything.

And don't expect any hints beforehand.

He doesn't get a whole lot of privacy, so he thought it'd be a good spot to do so.

You'd probably be pretty confused i'd imagine, considering you thought he had some sort of bloodlust for you.

Turns out it was a different kind of lust

but we're gonna assume you don't reject his sudden confession, and choose to start a relationship with him.

Contrary to Cain, you're going to have to take the lead with this relationship.

I just can't imagine him being a very confident lover.

Confident in battle yes, but in the art of love? Nah, it's just not happening.

I don't think he'd treat a male lover any differently than a female lover.

I just don't think he's aware of typical relationship "gender norms" like that.

He's just as likely to follow you around frothing at the mouth whenever someone gets to close for his liking as he is a woman.

He's very jealous...

But overall, his dreams for you and him stay the same regardless of gender.

To live somewhere remote where it's just you, him, and his herd of sheep.

[thedovesaredying]

Reverse Fae AU | Fae!Reader x Nikto

Once again I have been tempted into the fae wilds again by the dear @ghouljams and have another piece for your enjoyment! No smut just yet, but it'll be in the next part I post. This fic is just a bit of a "how reader gets her man" explaination.

Putting Nikto through The Horrors TM. because if no one else will then I guess it has to be me.

Y'all might be able to tell SCP-1128 is one of my faves, so I drew a bit of inspiration from there. Unedited as always baby!

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He’s made a mistake, a terrible, terrible mistake.  

A voice hums so softly from the bathroom, echoes bouncing against the tiles to create a strange, hypnotic symphony. The sound is so gentle, luring his body into a false sense of security, muscles growing lax despite the thundering of his heart against his chest. His brain is confused, knowing there’s something wrong, but unable to feel the fear he should be trembling with.  

It calls his name in a saccharine tone, dripping with false sweetness. Not even Nikto, but his real name, the one he’s hidden for so long. Despite covering his ears and gritting his teeth against the sound, he can still hear it deep within his mind. He can almost feel the way fingers comb through his thoughts, plucking at his already frail restraint.  

“Отвяжись!” He snaps, nails digging into his own scalp as if he could tear the creature’s influence from his brain with his own two hands.  

“Just open the door,” that damn voice coos, undercut by the sound of claws dragging down the edge of the doorframe. “You called me here, silly human,” the little giggle it makes causes his stomach to flip and a fluttering sensation to develop rather rapidly, “why are you hiding from me?”  

He wants to snarl back that it was a mistake, but you’ve started humming that strange song again, and his entire body has begun to feel as if it’s weighed down by lead. The only sound he can make is a rather pathetic groan, his eyes drooping with a sudden wave of exhaustion.  

He never should have accepted that “gift” from a fae, his babushka would absolutely have his head if she were still around. She’d told him tales, as all grandmothers tend to do, many of them revolving around the trickery and cruelty of the fae. They never do something or give something without expecting something in return.  

It had given him the little vial of water, pressing it into his gloved hands with a grin still dripping blood stolen from the body of one of his allies. “Keep it,” the monster whispers, tickling his ears with her breath despite the many layers of clothing between them, “keep it on your body, at all times.” Her fingers, tipped with dangerously sharp nails gently trail down the front of his body armour, voice purring in a way that sends shivers down his spine.  

He knew better than to refuse, lest it be considered a slight against the creature, and took the little glass jar of water, tucking it into his shirt and watching as the fae disappears back into the lake with a satisfied grin.  

The first time his little gift was used was entirely by accident. A simple infiltration mission where Nikto and his fellow KorTac operators were supposed to be gathering intel before returning to exfil.  

Perhaps it’s because of how simple the mission had been that caused him to grow sloppy. His mind was elsewhere, and that was something the enemy seemed to have noticed and were quick to capitalise on. He would be a little embarrassed if it weren’t for how the rest of the scenario had played out.  

A young enemy soldier – a child really, too young to have more than a few patchy hairs growing on his face – he’d been cocky enough (or perhaps desperate enough) to think he could get the jump on him. A shame, as the boy might have had potential had he not made the mistake of trying to fight the wrong mercenary.  

When he turns a blind corner, the boy was ready for him, choosing to lunge forward, combat knife poised to strike at the Russian’s throat. Nikto is fast enough to deflect the blade with the armoured back of his arm but is forced to release his grip on his rifle in order to do so.  

A kick to the enemy’s stomach has the boy stumbling backward, but before Nikto can continue, a second opponent joins the scuffle. The other man tries to tackle him, but it only opens them up to the headlock Nikto grapples them into.  

A rough jerk of his own knife against the enemy’s throat has arteries and veins shredding under his hand and a spray of blood bursting forth in all directions. He throws the flailing body to the floor, ignoring the way the man weakly grasps at his throat, a pool of crimson growing with every passing moment.  

The younger soldier reaches for him again, ignoring their fallen comrade as they try again to reach for Nikto with one hand and swipe at him with their other one. He dodges the slash once again but isn’t fast enough to evade the man completely. The boy’s fingers wrap around the thin twine keeping the tiny jar of water around his neck.  

The fabric is thin enough that his backward momentum easily snaps it, the vial falling away the moment the enemy tosses it aside. It smashes into the ground, thin glass splintering apart and the clear liquid inside dripping into the large pool of blood.  

He’s upset, if only because it’s the only proof he has of the strange encounter several months ago. No one would ever believe him if he spoke of it and on some days, he too doubts his own memories. Yet there lay the proof, proof that he’d somehow managed to please the fae creature enough for it to offer him a gift in return.  

Wish a snarl, he lands a devastating kick to the boy’s stomach, sending the lad stumbling backwards. As he steps back to create more rooms for himself, he’s cautious to move around the bloody puddle. Though his eyes remain trained on the boy – now righting himself and refilling his lungs with the air that Nikto’s strike had stolen from him – he can’t help but to glance at the blood.  

His eyes are drawn to it like magnets, his hair standing on end as something sends a shiver down his spine. Darkness seems to swirl within the ruby pool, deepening its colour until it’s almost black. Looking away from it feels as foolish as turning his back to a wild animal, but he must keep focus on the more present danger. His curiosities can be indulged later.  

The boy has his dagger raised and poised to strike at the first sign of weakness, taking a single step closer. His foot meets the puddle and, before he even has the chance to so much as scream, his body is falling as though the floor below him has suddenly vanished. The soldier’s arms grab at the ground next to the blood, only just stopping him from being completely submerged.  

He watches the boy splutter, arms flailing and water sloshing all over the floor. The larger the puddle grows from his rapid movements, the more the floor seems to disappear. The other soldier struggles to stay afloat, rapidly losing more ground the more he battles against the seemingly never-ending liquid.  

Nikto watches, unable to do much more than openly stare, the other man is suddenly torn from above the water. The soldier can only let out the beginnings of a scream, but it’s immediately muffled by the sound of the water splashing in his wake. It disturbs the corpse of the other deceased soldier, and he watches as it too slips below the surface.  

With the other soldier no longer disturbing the pool’s surface, the puddle has finally stopped its terrifying expansion. But he doesn’t have the time to relax, as a large fin cuts through the water, reminiscent of a shark’s dorsal fin in the way it so seamlessly glides along without causing so much as a ripple.  

A soft song floats up from the abyss, alien and terrifying, yet somehow one of the most alluring sounds he’s ever heard. There’s an urge that builds within him, a desperate need to get closer to the water. He can’t help it, almost as though his body is moving while his mind is somewhere else.  

He hears rather than feels it when he falls to his knees, reaching out and dipping his hands into the pool. There’s a voice somewhere in the back of his head screaming, brain trying to trigger every fight or flight response in the hopes of something getting through to his body that seems to have gone rogue.  

His arms don’t stop, even as his gloves begin to fill with water, not until he feels something brush against the tips of his fingers. He wants to pull away, to tear himself back from whatever creature just pulled the other soldier to his death. But he holds still, hands held outstretched.  

He feels as something press up against his palm, before suddenly, it’s as though a switch is flipped in his brain and all bodily control has returned to him. With a jerk, he throws himself away from the pool, shoving himself away from the water.  

As the water settles, the room falls into silence. A moment later, someone rounds the corner, guns raised and sweeping the room. It’s his colleagues, all staring at him as though he’s lost him mind.  

“Are you broken, sir?” One of them asks.  

He frowns for a second, before realising that his gloves which were damp with water, are now stained with a deep red, a pungent metallic scent burning his nose even through his mask. Perhaps his men aren’t completely foolish, the blood stains do look rather grizzly in hindsight.  

“нет,” he waves them off, pushing back to his feet as he tries to calm his still racing heart. A single glance at the puddle reveals it is once again just that, a mere puddle of blood and nothing more. When he looks down to what was placed into his hand, he’s met with a vial of crystal-clear water, identical to his previous one.  

If he had been smart, he would have thrown the water away and run, but something compelled him to keep it close. Perhaps if he had, then he wouldn’t be in this situation now.  

Her voice had whispered to him, encouraging him to pour a drop of the water into a full bath. It pulled at his curiosity, digging its claws into his thoughts and pushing him to do something he already knew was foolish.  

As the fae starts calling for him again, he digs his hands into his hair, praying that the pain will distract him from the haunting song that creeps through the crack in the door. He closes his eyes, but when they open- He's stood inside the bathroom again, his muscles locked up and completely frozen.  

He can feel claws sliding up the back of his shirt, no longer protected by his usual body armour. The sensation sends goosebumps rising in the wake of each claw, climbing up and up and up, until finally reaching the back of his neck. Fingers shifting to curl around his throat, holding him in place with a grip like steel.  

Despite trying with every shred of strength to try and pull away, body shaking from the exertion, he’s still unable to move. He can’t even widen his eyes as another hand grabs at his face, pressing against his scarred cheeks until his mouth is forced open. A single, clawed finger slides between his lips, pressing down on his tongue hard, until a tiny bead of blood pools beneath its tip.  

He chokes when water begins to rush from the creature’s hand and directly into his mouth, but rather than the normally cool, soothing sensation that should have met him, it burns more like acid. It hits the tiny wound in his mouth, mixing with his own blood and burning through his entire body.  

He can’t tell how long it lasts for, not with the way his brain begins to fog over. The thoughts slowly drift away, and he can’t quite recall why he should care so much about that. Without the fear he can at least appreciate the cool hands that drop from his face and throat, then down to his chest, only the thin fabric of a sleep shirt separating the hands from his burning skin.  

“That feels better now, doesn’t it?” that soft voice coos, lips brushing over his pulse point, followed by the gentle scraping of teeth.  

He can only hum in agreement, eyes drooping as his head slowly drops down slightly. He feels a forehead press against his own, looking up and into the pools of liquid black staring back at him. “да,” he breathes, enjoying the unfamiliar sensation of another person’s hands roaming his body.  

“Let’s get you home then, yes?” He nods against her, ignoring the way his stomach twists nervously when the fae only grins.  

[redacted-scp-antics]

Back with a silly little idea. First things first, this will always remain a mainly SCP blog. After all, SCP is my comfort fandom. But over time I came into contact with some amazing people from other fandoms. And while I am not in the COD fandom, talking to a certain person (you know who you are :3) gave me some ideas on how a crossover between COD and SCP could work. Please keep two things in mind:

-I am NOT a COD expert so everything here is my own interpretations.

-I follow my own SCP canon (Scarlet Void). So things might be different from what you usually see.

-English is not my first language so you will find some mistakes. Hope they don't bother you too much. :3

Having said this, I hope you enjoy :3.

Last but not least: this post talks about character death and modern warfare 3, so, spoiler warning, I suppose.

-Reader can be any gender and I will use they/them pronouns for them. It's up to you; imagine the reader as I gender you want.

-This is a Ghost x Reader thing. But it doesn't have to be romantic. It can also be seen as a deep friendship between Ghost and the reader.

This again, is up to you.

Not a one-shot, just an idea. Maybe one day I will write it, but for now, all I have is this scenario.

Ghost has changed ever since Soap died, he just isn't the same anymore. Sure he still has the rest of the 141 trying to help him, trying everything they can to support him in any way possible. But with Soap being gone, nothing seems to be able to help him with this aching pain in his chest. He lost his best and most trusted friend, and nothing can change this. At least that's what he thinks.

Price isn't sure if this is a good idea. Soap died months ago, but is Ghost really ready to accept a new person? Not as a replacement; they simply need someone to help them out with a new mission.

And Reader is just the right person. Price has checked their background multiple times, did his research. There seems to be no one better suited for the job. So he introduces Reader to the team.

Gaz is friendly, wanting to make Reader feel welcomed. After all, they had nothing to do with what happened to Soap. Ghost is different, he never actually attacks or insults the Reader. But it's obvious that he does not accept the Reader as part of the team. And Reader accepts that he needs time, they will give Ghost as much of it as he needs. Because just like Ghost Reader, they have also lost someone dear to them.

They don't tell him, talking about this would be going against the order of Readers real superiors, the O5 Council of the SCP Foundation. So they keep it a secret, and overtime they start to get closer to Ghost. He doesn't want to accept it first, going through a week-long denial phase. But eventually he gives in. He likes Reader the way they seem to genuinely understand his pain and how they never push him. Just like the rest of the team. But there is something different about Reader.

And Reader finally got what they wanted. Their mission was simple. Infiltrate the 141, gain enough trust, and return to the Foundation. Reader is left with no choice. They have to fake their own death and leave the 141, including Ghost, behind.

It hurts them, seeing the Team being forced to burry an empty casket grieving yet another friend.

There is only one person that can comfort the Reader now. Soap, the man who was supposed to be dead and was saved by the Foundation. They spend many long nights talking about how much they miss the team. The first requests are careful, just allow the two of them to keep an eye on Gaz and the others from afar. No contact; they just want to be sure they are still alive. To Reader's and Soap's surprise, this changes. They are contacted by the O5 Council the Council wants to make a deal with the 141. But for this, Reader has to help capture Ghost and the rest of the team.

And they do; eventually the 141 find themselves inside a Foundation Site.

Ghost is furious when he finds out what happened, how Reader has betrayed him.Lied to the team the entire time. A part of him wants to never see the Reader again. But there is something else inside of him. Something that gets louder every hour. All he wants to do is pull the Reader against his chest and hold them close. He already lost Soap, he can't loose Reader again.

Well how things changes when he one day hears an all familiar voice behind him. Belonging to the one person he considered his closest friend.

Ahem...done u_u

I leave the rest up to you. ~

[wolveria]

The Anomaly Archives - Reality #009

AU of The Raven's Hymn

Pairing: SCP-049 x Reader

AO3

Document #45SB23: "The Alphabet Memo" Infohazard Classification - Access RESTRICTED

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

SCP-049 is all about aftercare, to the point where you think he might enjoy it even more than the sex. It's an excuse for him to dote on you, clean you up and make sure you're warm and comfortable and safe. He loves when you rest your head on his chest or tuck yourself into his side, and if you lay facing away, 049 will wrap his arms around you and press against your back every time.

B = Body part (favorite body part of theirs and their partner’s)

049 doesn't see himself as a sexual being, though he does have complicated feelings about his hands. He's proud of how precise and surgical they are, and yet, their killing touch is indiscriminate and absolute.

But when it comes to your body, he loves everything. He especially enjoys how much smaller you are in comparison to him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

049 loves making a mess out of you. The messier you get, the more pleased he is, knowing he's done his job well. He also finds it endearing when you're embarrassed over how excessively you come.

And if you manage to squirt, there's a good chance he loses his composure, skips the rest of foreplay, and buries himself in you up to the hilt.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Ever since 049 became emotionally attracted to you, he's had salacious, graphic sex dreams. He’s at a loss; this is a first for him, but they become a nightly occurrence until your relationship finally becomes physical.

He still has the occasional wet dream, but now when he wakes up with his hard cock pushed out of its inner sheath, you're more than happy to ride him, or roll over so he can fuck you from behind. Even while partially asleep, the pleasure is better than anything he could imagine in his dreams.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

You're the first intimate partner he's ever had, but 049 is well-learned when it comes to human anatomy. Combined with his knowledge of erogenous zones and his observation of your reactions, it's easy for him to pleasure you in a way that makes it seem like he's been doing this for centuries.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

It's difficult for him to pick; he loves any way he can have you. But one of his favorite positions is with you on top, taking charge and using him for your own pleasure. 049 enjoys watching his cock disappear into your body, and his hands being able to reach any part of you is an added bonus.

But he also loves to be the one on top, pressing you down into the bed while being slow and careful, until you beg him to stop teasing and fuck you proper. Another reason he enjoys this position; he feels like he can shield you from the world, protecting you from anything that might want to harm you.

A guilty favorite position of his: pushing you to the nearest surface and holding you against it. This is often the position you'll find yourself in when you've been tormenting him with subtle brushes of skin or teasing smiles. Secretly, it's one of your favorites, too.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

049 has a very dry sense of humor, and with the right timing he can be extremely funny, but he tends to be more serious in intimate moments. Mostly because he doesn't want to make a mistake and hurt you, and he wants you to know he doesn't take your trust lightly.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Well, at least when it comes to hair maintenance, 049 is very easy. His thick hide is entirely hairless, and perhaps that's one reason why he's so drawn to your hair, happy whenever he can run his fingers through it.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

The intimacy is the point of sex for him. 049 will, of course, happily let you use him for sexual pleasure if that's what you want in the moment, but even that holds a certain intimacy for him. In short, 049 is incredibly romantic without even having to try.

J = Jack off (masturbation head canon)

He’s never done it before, but when straying thoughts of you become lewder and more frequent, 049 is sorely tempted to try, if only to calm his newfound need.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Being the medical expert that he is, 049 enjoys examining you in a “professional” capacity. If he is pleased at having you at his mercy while his practiced touch evokes excitement from your body, then it’s merely a side effect, and need not be examined further.

049 also has a latent breeding kink, which he discovers along with a surprising part of his anatomy (further detailed in W below). He’s too ashamed to confess his fantasies about breeding you, but with the way you demand he comes in you every time, filling you with every drop, he begins to wonder if you have a similar desire.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Any place where he’s not constantly observed and watched. He’s used to being the subject of experimentation, but that’s not something he would ever want for you. And the thought of someone watching you at your most vulnerable is enough to make him wish to exact violence on those who dare to look.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Just seeing you through the observation glass or hearing your voice over the intercom is enough to pique 049’s interest, but he especially loves when you’re excited by something. Whether it’s discussing a topic of your expertise, or watching you draw or write, he enjoys when you’re so enthralled that he can watch you unimpeded, tucking away the memory of how you chew your lip in concentration, or move your hands in animated joy.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

The thought of harming you unintentionally is enough to actively worry him. The destruction in 049’s hands and his inhuman strength are dangers he refuses to test. (Although, winding him up and teasing him is a good way to wreck his control and get him to forget his strength if you’re looking for him to manhandle you.)

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

One of 049’s greatest regrets about his anatomy, aside from his deadly touch, is the fact his face is trapped within his mask. He would give anything to be able to kiss you just once, and if he could, he would pleasure you with his mouth as often as you would allow him. (Though being able to rub the curve of his beak between your legs and watch you squirm is its own kind of pleasure.)

049 is surprised how much you want to perform oral sex on him, and he’s surprised again to find he enjoys it. Something about having a lack of control as you lavish your tongue and mouth on a sensitive part of his anatomy is especially thrilling to him.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

049 loves going slow, displaying the patience and self-control you definitely lack in this situation. But even he has his limits, and whining and begging for him to take you apart is the quickest way for his control to snap, and then he’ll fuck you hard and fast enough to leave bruises and make it difficult to walk the next day.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

If a fast fuck is all 049 can get from you, he’ll take it. He would rather have you at his mercy for hours, drawing out your pleasure until you’re a panting, exhausted mess, but if speed and discretion are what’s needed, he can have you coming on his fingers within a minute.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Just being with 049 is a risky experiment, and therefore, he tries to make every intimate encounter safe for you. You’re far less careful with your safety than he prefers, but the way he sometimes holds you, like a precious thing that might break if squeezed too tight, makes you love him all the more.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Well, he’s not human, which means he’s not under the same physical constraints as you. There seems to be no limit to 049’s stamina, and your energy and endurance are the only limiting factors when it comes to sex.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

049 doesn’t show an interest in toys for himself, but he’s certainly intrigued by watching you use them, and once he realizes they’re simply tools to add to his arsenal, he’s learned to use dildos, vibrators, and clamps on you with mind-blowing results.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Once he learns how flustered and aroused you get by the smallest things he does, 049 becomes an expert at teasing you. He doesn’t want you to suffer and eventually gives in, but he enjoys the strained noises you make and the way your body yearns to be touched. He doesn’t quite understand sexual attraction, but seeing how much you desire him gives him a sort of proxy sensation of physical lust.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

049 is on the quiet side in most instances, and he’s not very vocal during sex, either. But when he is, whether it’s to make those strange purring-rumbling noises or to groan sinfully in French, it’s entirely worth it.

W = Wild card (a random head canon for the character)

049 has a knot, though he had no idea it existed until the first time he fucked you. It hadn’t appeared during his sex dreams, or the few times he grew aroused by your presence and had to pull his robes over his groin.

But the first time you felt that knot press against you, you eagerly pushed back until it slipped inside you. After coming in you so much it started to leak, 049 was mortified to find he couldn’t pull out.

Needless to say, every time you have sex now, you try to get him to knot you. It’s not always possible, like if you’re at a higher risk of getting caught, but when it does happen, you happily use it as an excuse to lie on top of him, or snuggle up close for longer than you would get to otherwise.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

(Literally, no one would know what’s going on in there without the X-ray images.) But you’re the first to sample his cock personally, and it’s something you would never put in an observation report. No one needs to know the monster he keeps hidden under those robes.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

049’s yearning for you is like a physical punishment, but it doesn’t have much to do with his libido. Having you close but being unable to touch you is its own kind of torment, and even a light touch on his arm is enough to calm his anguish and need, at least until he can get you alone.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

049 doesn’t need sleep and he often doesn’t. But after you have sex, he’ll watch you for as long as he’s able until he falls asleep. The fact he falls asleep at all is a marvel, and you bring him a sense of peace that he wouldn’t have otherwise.

ATTENTION ALL SITE-20 EMPLOYEES: After one of our staff decided to make an inappropriate “alphabet” regarding one of our assets, all future notes and documents will be subject to viewing by a supervisor and will be considered Foundation property. The staff in question shall remain nameless, and they have been treated with punitive amnestics per Regulation Clause 523.9B. A second strike will result in the employee’s termination.

Site Director’s Note: Since the employee responsible for this circus has been wiped, don’t assume any of you little shits are safe to try again. If I find one more piece of tawdry erotica about SCP-049’s knobbed dick, I’m going to personally make you wish you had been born without orifices.

[ijumpbridges]

Scp x Child!Reader

This is platonic, dont get yourself confuse.

Looking at all of you proshitters

(Ft. 035, 049, 073, 076, 682, Deleted Bright it can be found on wattpad, Dr Celf, Kondraki, Glass)

Scp 035:

'They good with kids, but don't let them babysit them"~

He is good kids, but bad a babysitting them.

One time he left in the middle of breach thinking you were behind him.

He hella freak out when he turned around and didn't see you.

But a good think is that he is really protective of you and othe scp kids too.

When he expires from a host he worries and tries to hurry you up to get a host because he really is scared something happening to you and not being able to protect you.

He is also a bit of a bad influence, he does stuff like curse infront of you which some of the foundation members dont like even though some of them do the same thing + plus sometimes treat you really shitty.

They kinda have like mood swings too sometimes, so there will be times that he doesn't feel in the mood of you either being around them, or not wanting to play with you or just someone to listen to him.

This doesn't happen a lot cuz you guys don't see each other a lot, but it rarely happens.

But still he is okey.

Scp 049:

Now, he is great with kids, but his problem is that he cannot control himself around you or other scp kids.

If you are immortal or you can regenerate you are fine, but if you are not then you are not safe with him.

Don't get me wrong he is really good with kids, but also cannot take care of them.

He is like 035 they spend some time with you, but can't stay long or babysit you.

Let's remember he goes crazy the moment someone, sniff, cough, sneeze, etc... And even if fall down and you are still fine he chases after.

Because he thinks something is wrong, and he needs to fix it, to cure it and he won't stop himself on doing so.

He will do it, he will try to fix you, but when he realizes he cannot do it himself he breaks down.

He sits in a corner crying because he did something bad to you he hurted you and it was the first time he did it.

He knows it isn't good and he feels bad about it.

Even if he harms you he still apologizes about it.

He is good with kids, he is also protective in a breach he would never leave you alone, might even lock you in his cell with him and other scp kids so nothing bad happens.

Overall he is good with kids, but cannot babysits them cuz he harms them.

Scp 073:

He is good kids and a good babysitter.

If you dont like vegetables you can purposely go near him and say  that they got rotten.

He reads books to all of you.

Sometimes he lets all of you go out for a walk around the facility.

He keeps yall save too in case of a breach.

But his bad thing is that he cannot always be there for you.

You see even if Cain takes care of you, looks out for you, but he is never there, he is a busy man, cuz he does a lot of favors for the foundation to the point that your meetings end that you guys have.

If he doesn't know you at all he makes awkward conversations with you, but he slowly tries to make less awkward.

He tries his best on making a small connection with you.

But still isn't always there for you.

Scp 076:

No.

Just no.

Look, i cannot say he is good, but i cannot say he is bad with them i guess tries, but does not do a good job at it.

Let me remind y'all that he did hit scp 134 because of a fit of a rage, cuz she was too 'slow'. (Y’all don’t know how much i hate him for doing that)

So him with a kid is just no.

More cuz of his anger issues he causes a lot of breaches.

If he was with you, he wouldn't open up to you at all.

But he would definitely keep you and the other scp kids safe.

But if he is the one causing the breach he wont contain himself and might try to harm you himself.

And when he realizes this he will start avoiding all of you.

To the point that he sees you and he is like stray out leaving.

So yeah, not good at all.

Scp 682:

What kind of child are you to let this lizard just simoly leave you alone.

Cuz he is hostile to children, you must be someone hated like abby to be around him.

He would protect you and also causes breaches with you.

He isn't good, but he is patient i wouldn't say he is a good influence.

He doe and wilm manipulate to do some thing for him.

He tries to make a relationship with him and to make you go against the foundation.

Either way you don't get to see him a lot.

He also intimate you and more when he is mad.

You can ride his back and he lest you use him for playtime, like putting him a some nail polish on his... nose?

Overall this lizard will give you some trauma.

(Deleted Bright - it still can be found on my wattpad)

Dr. Clef:

He is in the middle.

He can be really good and really bad the same time.

Let me remind you that he killed 239.

So he has no mercy on you in case if he tries something.

Such as a cruel prank or simply kill you.

Babysitting is not his thing, he will try to carry you and will slip away from him.

And then he doesn't know what to do.

He will definitely leave you at a random corner.

Might not protect you.

Definitely do not trust this man.

He brings you a snack and levaes you in a safety zone.

Also bad influence.

Overall no, just no.

Dr. Kondraki:

He is okey with kids.

But babysitting them is a no-no.

You don't want an alcoholic taking care of you.

Even sober he cannot take care of you.

Although he would protect you from something happening to you.

When he is also drunk he asks you to buy him a tampon.

He does really dumb stuff when drunk.

He might even confuse you with anything that he grabs.

He could grab even air and think.

Had tried to give you alcohol.

"Last night at 10am i went to put on my shoes cuz i needed to go to the cafeteria to buy a sword, but them when i went in i remembered that they dont sell sheets so that's why the president is a robot"

Overall another no.

Dr. Glass:

He tries his best.

He is a good Caretaker.

Of course he is cuz he is a therapist and also a retired agent.

So, that mean he can keep you safe.

He will give you some activities to do.

He gives you some snacks.

He also tries to check on you too.

In a breach he is able to protect you.

He tries to engage with you.

But he will not tolerate an attitude.

So behave.

And i mean it.

He might seen sweet and kind, but he has a really bad side so behave.

Overall he really is good someone not to worry about in case of taking care of a child.

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I feel kinda did this a little sad, while also listening to bimbo y2k music. Im living the best life.