#scp x s/o

[confusedohioscreaming]

Is this self ship stuff of me (my fursona) and the tree from SCP-3515? Yes.

[theyanderespecialist]

SHE'S NOT FAT, SHE'S PREGNANT 1 (Scenarios) 049, 073, 076, Clef X Pregnant S/O (Yandere) (SCP Foundation) (SCP 049, SCP 073/Cain, SCP 076-2/Abel, Dr. Alto Clef)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! In this chapter, it is one from Tumblr, which is 049, 073, 076, and Alto Clef being yandere with a pregnant Significant Other. Then some D Class calling them fat and this is how they would react to it in their scenario! I hope that you all enjoy this!]

(Disclaimer: SCPS 049, 073/Cain, 076/Abel, and Dr. Alto Clef 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 gross or illegal about it. Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon. Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life!)

(A Doctor's Touch) (SCP 049)

(SCP 049's POV)

I am sitting with my partner giving her an exam. She is pregnant, about three months. I was able to get her pregnant in a breach. The Foundation had been less than pleased with me. I almost lost my mind when they would not let me see her. I finally agreed to work with them if they let her stay with me. I hear the door open and a guard and D Class come in.

"Who is the fat bitch?" The D Class says and I set down the cloth. "I will be right back my dear."

I kiss her belly and then kiss her and walk over to the man. The guard thinks I am doing nothing. Oh, what a fool he is.

"Excuse me, kind sir I did not hear what you said about my partner," I say.

"I said she is fa-" I did not let him finish as I touched him and he dropped. The Guard instantly put his gun up. "Do not worry, I have no issue with you. Go call another D Class to clean this up, preferably one who is less rude."

The Guard walks out quickly and I walk back to my partner she is staring at the body. I stand in front of her view.

"It is okay, my dear (Name). I took care of it." I tell her and kiss her.

No one insulted the mother of my children.

(Deadly Politeness) (SCP 073/Cain)

(SCP 073/Cain's POV)

I am holding my girlfriend on my lap. She is so soft and full of our love. About five months into her pregnancy. I could not help but hold her close as much as I can. The O5 cancel had not been happy when I got her pregnant. I had more or less tricked her into it. But that does not matter anymore. She is now my girlfriend and we are going to start our family soon. I could not wait.

We are in the canteen and I hear someone call her fat. She looks down I know she has been worried about her figure. I pull away from her. Telling her I will be right back. I find the D Class that said those vile words.

I tap his shoulder with a polite smile. "I heard what you said about my girlfriend."

"The fat on-" I did not waste a second and punched him right in the face with my metal arm.

His skull cracks and he is dead before he hits the ground. "Have a nice day!" I say and before the guards can react I am back with my girlfriend, snuggling her once more.

(Rage Trance Activated) (SCP 076-2/Abel)

(SCP 076-2/Abel's POV)

I am training with the mother of my child watching me. I agreed to work for the foundation once more. As long as (Name) stayed with me. We ended up having a child. I could not wait to train our children to be warriors. I see the Daily D Class come in. I see him say something to (Name). Her face falters and I am by her in a second. Turning to the D Class.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY TO HER!" I Snarl.

"I-"

I grab him by the throat. "(Name) What did he say to you?!" I demand.

She hesitates and I look at her telling her to tell me.

"He just called me fat, it is no big deal."

My eyes narrow on him. "No big deal? Tell you, pathetic human, this woman is carrying my child, a future warrior. She is going through a glorious transformation! AND YOU DARE CALL HER FAT!" I snarl and rip his head off.

The Guards storm over and I grab a blade. THEY WILL ALL PAY! NO ONE INSULTS THE ONLY WORTHY WOMAN!

(Bang Bang) (Dr. Alto Clef)

(Dr. Alto Clef's POV)

I smirked at my wife, she blushes as I kiss down her neck. Whispering in her ear how sexy she is. She blushes and grips my shirt. We are in the cafeteria. I pull away to play my ukelele, walking around the room. Drawing the song out. My wife begins to eat. She needed to put on more weight as she is not at a healthy weight for twins. I watch her carefully and hear a D class speak as I pass by.

"God, look at her eat, what a fat bitch. Shame to cause she is pr-" I grabbed my ukelele and smash it into his skull. He screams and falls to the ground. I stomp my boot into his skull.

"The Fuck you say about MY WIFE!" I snap pulling out my gun.

She is the first woman I was able to fully love and is giving me a second chance at a family. I WILL NOT LET ANYONE TALK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT. I shoot my gun into his stomach twice. Suddenly painfully tumors start to sprout on his body and burst. He screams in agony while he dies. I then go over to my wife, pick up her and throw her over my shoulder. Then grab her food, and we will eat in my office.

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS another chapter is done! I really am happy with this one! I hope that you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!]

[scp230kinnie]

HIII!! Can i request Dr. Bright, Dr. Glass and Dr. Clef with an s/o that can burn anything they touch when they want to? ty!

Various! SCP researchers x fire powers! Reader

Ermmmm okay itts been so long since I’ve written stuff

Characters: Dr. Bright, Dr. Clef, Dr. Glass

Warnings: Fire, cringe, not proofread

Dr. Jack Bright

-he loves lighting stuff on fire in the first place

-when he met you (or found out about your abilities) the interest in fire went up by 1000

- makes you light anything he needs tbh😭

- candles, joints, whatever the hell

- would LOVE to show you off whenever he can

- “look what my partner can do 😻”- him before making you light something on fire probably

- prays you won’t turn on him and light him on fire or something

-would for sure tease clef and kondraki

- would show you his favourite things to burn (everything)

- tries to get you to help him in pranks and stuff with that

- would probably try to get you to light him on fire to see what happens

- would make s’mores with you duh

- He thinks you’re………

-hot

-I’m so sorry

Dr. Alto Clef

not sure if he’s jealous or terrified

- at least you can keep him warm

- would get you a fire extinguisher every holiday as a joke

- will get insurance on everything immediately

-would definitely make dates exciting

-whether you do it for fun or just when necessary, he does NOT care

- would always get you to light his cigarettes

-will literally not accept a lighter

-like seriously will cross the entire foundation or something to find you just to light his cigarettes

-wants you to blow stuff up

-anyone he’s mad at he would definitely threaten to have you light them on fire

- will not stop with the fire puns🙁

Dr. Simon Glass

he thinks it’s badass as long as you’re not hurting anyone or yourself

- would spend all his time trying to make sure you’re not lighting anything on fire

- Without his permission

-definitely wants to study you more

-sorry but you’ll always be a test subject with him 😭💀

- would also get you a fire extinguisher every holiday, but not as a joke

-this man is always TERRIFIED for you and your safety

-along with the people around you

-is absolutely fascinated by you

-if you live together he tries his hardest to fire proof and safety the house

-even if you’re not using it

-he would honestly try to find ways to use your abilities in beneficial, productive, or creative ways

Okay guys that’s it pls enjoy

SEND ME SAW OR REPO THE GENETIC OPERA REQUESTS PLEASE😭 WHILE IM STILL HYPERFIXATED

That’s all bye

[theunderneath]

Read a few pages

Walking over to one of the tables in the room, your gaze wandered over all of the papers. You felt a little overwhelmed by all of the papers.

Jumping as a loud thud rang out into the mostly quiet cabin. You quickly turned around and sighed just seeing a book that fell off the table.

Walking over to the book, you picked up the thick novel. It didn’t seem to have any title.

Running your fingertips over the leather cover you wrapped your fingers around it and turned. You watched as the book open revealing what looked to be an index for this house.

(Some of the links for the bigger fandoms couldn't fit all here, so just click on the name and it'll take you to its own master list)

Anime

One Piece

Golden Kamuy

Hetalia / 2p Hetalia

Bleach

Yandere Aizen with a chubby Darling (Headcanon / EDITED)

Yandere Ryuken Ishida headcanon (EDITED)

Yandere Kisuke Urahara Kisses (Headcanon / NSFW-y / EDITED)

Yandere Ichigo cuddling with his Darling (Headcanon / EDITED)

Yandere Kisuke Urahara headcanons (NSFW-y / EDITED)

Demon slayer

One punch man

Most likely to least likely to give their S/O an aphrodisiac (headcanon / Sweet mask, Fubuki, Garou / NSFW / EDITED)

Garou, Fubuki, and Zombieman Darling want to play the Pocky game (Headcanon / EDITED)

Haikyuu

Nanbaka

Hunter x Hunter

My Hero Academia

FMA/Fullmetal Alchemist

A conversation about Greed being a yandere

Jujutsu Kaisen

Toji with a sassy plus-sized Darling (Headcannon / EDITED)

Poly Yandere Gojo and Geto with an S-grade sorcerer reader (Headcannon / EDITED)

Ouran highschool host club

Dress Up Darling

The Apothecary Diaries

The Ancient Magus' Bride

JJBA / Jojo's Bizzare Adventures

Darling Dearest Fashion Art

Darling Dearest Expressions Art

Black Butler

Bucchigiri?!

TV

DC

Marvel

X-men

Yandere Erik Lehnsherr with a reader that has the same power as him? (One shot / EDITED)

Slashers/Horror movies

Games

Danganronpa

Overwatch

Yandere Hanzo headcanons (EDITED)

Resident Evil

Twisted Wonderland

Genshin Impact

Other media

SCP Foundation

Creepypasta

Yandere Masky x touched starved fem reader (Headcannon / EDITED)

Yandere Masky headcanons (EDITED)

Yandere Hoodie and Eyeless Jack headcanons (EDITED)

Others

Meme about blog and post 

Yandere meme (Guess I’ll die)

Do I do platonic yandere? 

Fanart of other people's OC (ONE, TWO, THREE)

Old OC art

Old creepy art (ONE, TWO)

Meme about SCP and my blog

100 follower special

Fanart of the white dear

Self-made art of another artist's rendition of this blog username

An artist rendition of this blog username (reblog)

Me simping over another OC called Fox (art)

Shit post Hearts Day (art)

Yandere short story

Lookism

Viral hit

Manager Kim

--

The index you hold in your hand closes. Your eyes feel heavy from how much reading you just did. There is not much to do now.

You could rest, maybe eat some food in the kitchen, but you have a suspicion if you leave the house and return at a later date. There might be more wonderful stories for you to read.

However, the choice is yours. You could mark this cabin on your map to return to or close the door on this chapter to continue on your journey unburdened.

The choice is yours.

[dodgeballstuckonthegymceiling]

Hello! I have a muti-fandom request if that's ok. Can I get SCP-049 ( plague doctor), Blitzø from helluva boss, and laughing Jack from creepypasta with an S/O who deals with maladaptive day dreaming, and often if they start talking or trying to get there attention they will kinda not realize for a second.

Maladaptive daydreaming is something I know about from personal experience so most of this is just going to be based on that. Hope that's okay!

Scp-049, Blitzø and Laughing Jack x Reader who maladaptively daydreams

Plague doctor

★ Often getting lost in his work, he understands how easy it can be to get lost in something you love doing. I feel like he would have a basic understanding of what maladaptive daydreaming is and what causes it, being a doctor and all that.

★ That being said, he's not a expert in psychology. So you probably know more about it than him. He might leave his comfort zone and try to "google" maladaptive daydreaming.

★ You can't tell me he would hate modern technology. Specifically phones and computers. He just doesn't understand how it works and that frustrates him to no end.

★ Anyway, other than his questionable psychologist skills he doesn't see anything wrong with you. Actually that's a lie, one thing he sees as being wrong is the fact that you understand how to use the demonic computer box.

Blitzø

★ He understands the whole "making and imagining fictional scenarios and characters" part of maladaptive daydreaming. There's no way in hell he doesn't write about his horse OC's. So he doesn't question it much.

★ If you feel like you need to write things down you can use the conference rooms white board. Just didn't erase any of his drawings! If you do he'd be heartbroken over it.

★ When you are in the zone and begin to pace around the room he stands aside and lets you do your thing. Only cutting in to show you a meme on his phone or to tell you something.

★ If you tell him about any of your OC's or characters you made, he will be drawing them as horses. If you ever draw one of his OC's the drawing is being framed and hung up in his office.

Laughing Jack

★ Half the time he doesn't even realize that you aren't listening to him. Even if he knows you're not he probably isn't going to say anything about it. He talks to his various stuffed animals a lot so is used to an audience who isn't actually listening.

★ Laughing Jack is clingy and doesn't like it when you ignore him. But he can make a exception for when you're lost in thought. Don't push it though because he can and will pick you up to make you pay attention to him.

★ He doesn't really like when you lose yourself in thought for too long. Trying to snap you out of the daydream when you've been at it for more than a hour. Other than that he's pretty patient and lets you do your thing.

★ If you want to talk about what you're thinking about he's wants to listen. It's like listening to someone reading a storybook, except it's an original story written (thought?) by you.

[ballorawan740]

SCP Scenarios Masterlist PT 3

SCP Scenarios Masterlist/PT 2 | SCP Scenarios WIP | My Works Masterlist | Main Masterlist | Rules | My Original Post | Request | Socials

When the reader is a possessive reality bender (REQUESTED)

When you’re going to be executed - Yandere!SCP x D-Class!Reader (+ Mikell | REQUESTED)

When you curl up in their lap - Yandere!SCP Doctors x Reader (REQUESTED)

When you kiss their neck

SCP 343 (God) x Reader | NEW CHARACTER

SCP 173 (The Sculpture) x Reader | NEW CHARACTER

When their child gets hurt (REQUESTED)

When you have a bad day (REQUESTED)

Scarlet King (NEW CHARACTER) 🎃

When you hug them from behind (+ Agent Strelnikov | REQUESTED)

When you’re a Yandere (REQUESTED) 🎄

When they’re sick (REQUESTED)

Highschool AU(REQUESTED)

When their S/O is a stalker (REQUESTED)

When they cheat on the reader (REQUESTED)

SCP Scenarios WIP | SCP Scenarios Masterlist part 1 | SCP Scenarios Maserlist part 2

[vulturelined]

Masterlist & fandoms

𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ nick | 19 | he/him new writer, new blog๋࣭ ⭑ mdni on nsfw posts taking requests

fandoms i'll write for;

One piece (main atm)

SCP foundation

TF2

Resident evil (4,8)

Sally face

Creepypasta

Don't hug me I'm scared

Welcome home

Masterlist:

ONE PIECE

Alejandro (Buggy x fem!reader)

Fluff Sanji drabble

Fluff Buggy drabble Another fluff buggy drabble

Buggy with fake-confident reader

Sanji nsfw drabble

Buggy with yandere fem S/O

Sanji helps get shampoo out of your eyes

SCP FOUNDATION

SCP-049 smut drabble

[holding-monsters-hands]

MASTERLIST 2: I went up to the 100 link limit 💔

Slashers:

- How the sawyer brothers handle physical affection

- Protective Lubdan HCS

- RZ Michael Myers fluff HCS

- Chop Top relationship HCS

- Nubbins general + romantic HCS

- Freddy Krueger friendship HCS

Goosebumps:

- Slappy with a male dummy s/o that struggles to accept his sexuality (+ anger problems)

- What are the dummies like when drunk? (+ drink preferences)

- How would the dummies celebrate your birthday?

-Dennis + Rocky as the villains

- The dummies reacting to their s/o being pregnant

- What are the dummies like when sexually frustrated?

- How do the dummies + doll celebrate christmas with their s/o?

- The dummies morning routines

- The dummies allergies/intolerances

- How the dummies + doll react to scalp massages

- The dummies being gay + pathetic NSFW

- The dummies getting caught jerking off NSFW

- The dummies trying out new styles

- Mundane + oddly specific things that make rocky cry

- What stimuli overstimulates the dummies + doll

- How the dummies wake up from nightmares + how they deal with it.

- The dummies with a neko s/o

- The dummies dealing with chronic pain + disabilities.

- What are the dummies like at their lowest + how their s/o helps them manage

Killer klowns from outer space:

- The klowns reactions to a cuddly & sleepy s/o

- How the klowns do weddings

- Slim the Klown SFW + NSFW HCS

- How would the klowns react to their s/o taking interest in klown culture?

- Magori the Klown HCS

- How would the klowns interact with their child?

-How do the klowns celebrate Christmas?

- Killer klowns with a plus sized s/o

- Jumbo, Rudy, & Shorty cuddling their s/o

I have no mouth and I must scream:

- AM seeing child!reader drawing torture concepts

- Gorrister with an s/o that has ADHD

- Gorrister + Ellen with an s/o who attempts to protect them from AM

- AM with an s/o that has ADHD

- Ted with a lovestruck s/o

- AM reacting to child reader being injured by one of the survivors

- Benny romance HCS

- More Benny romance HCS

- General AM HCS

- AM reacting to child reader calling him by his full name

- MORE AM HCS

- Ted with an s/o who discovers his ex-con past

- AM with an s/o who hates being human

-Ted seeing his past s/o instead of Ellen in his psychodrama

- Ted being a pathetic man (NSFW)

- Gorrister & Ted NSFW HCS

- Ted with an s/o that has face dysmorphia

- AM destroying his s/o + soft aftercare NSFW

- AM’s reaction to being called papa by child reader

- Ellen romantic HCS

- AM trying out his new body

- HAL 9000 & AM making love to a fem s/o

- AM with an asexual s/o

- The survivors meeting child reader + AM’s reaction

- Pathetic Ted with a trans masc s/o NSFW HCS

- Android AM letting his s/o dom him

- Comic ted and his s/o being the last humans on earth

- Ted being cheesy with his shy/easily flustered s/o

- AM with a ‘sunshine’ s/o

- Benny with a s/o that courts him first

- Papa AM soothing child reader after something frightened them

- AM helping his s/o come down from an anxiety attack

- Papa AM seeing child reader for the first time as an android

- AM with an s/o that has strangely creative torture ideas.

- Papa AM taking care of sick child reader

2001: A space odyssey:

-HAL 9000 with an enamored s/o

- HAL 9000 with an s/o that has body image issues

-Hal 9000 with a distracted s/o NSFW

- HAL 9000 x AM NSFW HCS

- HAL 9000 & AM making love to a fem s/o

- HAL having built in tentacle ‘appendages’ NSFW HCS

- Hal seducing a fem! reader NSFW HCS

- Jealous HAL HCS

SCP:

- SCP 096 fluff hcs

- SCP 096 angst + comfort HCS

- SCP 096 with an s/o that deals with chronic pain

- SCP 096 stimming + overstimulation HCS

Creepypasta:

- Eyeless jack having a breakdown HCS

The mandela catalogue:

*nothing yet

Puppet master:

- How the puppets interact with a master that has ADHD

Junji ito:

*Nothing yet

DHMIS:

- Roy Gribbleston NSFW HCS

Invader zim:

- Dating the tallest HCS

Phantom of the paradise:

- Winslow with an s/o that has autism

- POTP HCS

- Winslow, Erik, & AM celebrating an s/o’s birthday

TF2:

- Sniper with an autistic s/o

- Engie with a neko reader that can’t stop purring

Etc.:

- Snow miser relationship HCS

- Snow miser with an s/o who doesn’t like feeling cold

- General snow miser HCS

- Snow miser fluff HCS

- Snow & Heat miser when they’re jealous

- Snow miser NSFW HCS

- Snow miser with an s/o he found freezing and injured in his territory

- Being married to snow miser HCS

- Snow miser with a trans male s/o

- Erik + the creature reacting to being the little spoon

[wolveria]

The Raven’s Hymn - Ch 23

Pairing: SCP-049 x Reader

Series Warnings (18+ only): Eventual smut, dubcon, slow burn, violence, horror, death, monsters, human experiments, dark with a happy ending

Chapter Summary: “Please,” came the plea from your throat. “Don’t.”

AO3

The guards departed the chamber, your hands still tied together, leaving the task of undoing the knots to 049. You supposed it was safer this way, none of them would have to risk dealing with a non-sedated 049, and it allowed you to watch the SCP skillfully pick apart the knots with deft gloved fingers.

049 was quiet for a long moment, coiling the rope in his hands before pulling out his black bag and placing the rope inside. Hopefully the Foundation didn’t want it back.

“Today was… something I could only envision as a dream.” He spoke with his back to you, his hands resting on the counter. “An ideal that could never be reached. Perfection that could not be obtained. I am… without words.”

“Me too,” you admitted, absently rubbing at the hand that had been tied to his. “It was special.

049 shook his head, and eventually turned to look at you.

“Not special. Impossible.”

“…What?”

His gaze drifted, distracted. Or perhaps unwilling to meet your eye.

“Despite all my experience and knowledge, I am no closer to finding a perfect cure now than when I first came to this place. It was not my efforts that made today possible. It was you who spared the ill from a fate worse than death.

“It-it was both of us together,” you denied, refusing to take the credit for something you truly believed wasn’t your doing. “You said it yourself—”

“What are these tests they’ve conducted?” he interrupted, pushing himself away from the counter. “Do they involve exposing you to other entities? By touch, perhaps?”

You grappled with your words, your voice small. You hadn’t spoken about the experiments, at least, that you could recall.

“Along with medical tests. How did you know?”

“Because it wasn’t I who bestowed these gifts onto you. They were within you, asleep. Dormant. Awakened by my hand.”

He looked down at his gloved hand before dropping it, his sharp eyes pinning you to the spot.

“They will never release you. You know this, don’t you? Your freedom was forfeit the moment my touch failed to… to…”

He failed to name exactly what his touch was supposed to do, though you both knew what it was. His fists bunched at his side, shoulders hunched, the agitation held in the heaviness of his gaze.

Before he could stress himself further, you grabbed 049’s hand and pulled him into the inner containment chamber, away from the darkened observation window that stared at you like the eternally watchful eye of a giant cyclops.

You wanted away from the glass. The camera was easier for you to deal with, maybe it would be easier for 049, too.

He followed you willingly, allowing you to tug him along without resistance. Some of the tension had bled from his body, and by the time you turned to face him, his gaze was curious rather than frustrated.

“And how is it that I ended up in your containment cell in the first place?” you asked, voice dropped to a conspiratorial level as you moved closer to not be overheard. “I was going to start my health sabbatical as soon as I was done with my routine inspection of the middle chamber. And yet, your cell opened, something that should be impossible without non-security personnel inside.”

049 cocked his head, eyes narrowed in thought.

“You believe our encounter was engineered?”

“You tell everyone I have the Pestilence, they find out I’m actually sick, and then, somehow, I’m trapped in containment with you?” You leaned forward, convinced of your own reasoning. It made too much sense. “Coincidences don’t happen in this place. Only designed purpose.”

“Were you exposed to my cure because this hypothetical individual, or group of individuals, knew you were ill and believed you were a perfect test subject? Or… did they already know something of your anomalous abilities?”

You became aware of how close you were, that your hand was still holding on to his, and you quickly dropped it, turning away with a shiver. You rubbed your own arms to dissipate the chill. It was a confusing mix of sensations, fear of your situation right alongside the heat that prickled your stomach whenever 049 gave you that look. Intense and homed in, as if nothing else existed but you.

“Is one really better than the other? To them, I was either expendable, or an object to be catalogued.”

You closed your eyes, unable to look at the sterility around you. Maybe because you were finally letting it in, stopping that compartmentalization you had perfected while working for the Foundation.

“You’re right,” you said quietly. “I’m never getting out of here. Not alive. Either the Site Director keeps tossing me at various SCPs, or…”

You couldn’t say it, couldn’t continue the thought, that you might be an SCP yourself. You would be stuck on this side of the glass, a wrongness of reality, to be studied, but more importantly, contained.

Your hands clutched at your sleeves as you began to tremble. You were fucked, so unbelievably fucked, and there was no one who could help you. Not Dr. Puli, not 049, hell, not even the O5 Council. Once they realized what you could do, if they didn’t already know, you would be subjected to torments that would make Leahy’s attempts look like daycare.

Something was close at your back, inches away, and you whirled to find only 049, his hand hovering near your shoulder, eyes sympathetic. But his fingers didn’t make contact.

“I do not… It is clear you require comfort, but I am not equipped to… And besides that, I can’t—won’t break my oath again.”

It took you a moment to realize he was speaking about touching you without your consent. It seemed like a thousand years since you’d had that conversation, instinct and fear telling you to stay away from the tall, masked SCP.

Things were different, now. You were different.

Something within you snapped; you rushed forward, burying your face into the front of his chest as you collided, fingers tightly gripping his robes as if for dear life.

049 was as frozen as a statue, his body rigid under your hands. But you continued to press against that unmovable surface, needing this with desperate abandonment. The reasonable side of you balked at the lapse of control, but you didn’t move away. If he wanted to remove you, he could easily do so.

But he didn’t. Instead, hands gently rested against your shoulders, the touch hesitant with its lightness. And then the arms went the rest of the way around you, pulling you in close.

You were finally able to breathe. Not because of any strange or anomalous properties, but because you were finally grounded. And more than that, 049’s warmth bled through his robes, driving away the chill that seemed to be a permanent fixture on your skin.

Closing your eyes and resting your cheek against the soft fabric, you let the fear and horror wash away. Not unlike those patients, you were cleansed of something dark and rotten, eating away at you until you could barely find the air to breathe.

You didn’t know what was going through 049’s head, what he thought about your actions, but he must not have minded with his arms slung across your mid back, holding you against him. It felt good, too good. All the warning signs were there, you were growing too fond of the SCP, but how were you supposed to fight against this?

With what limited time you had left, why would you want to?

A door opened behind you, shattering the quiet of the moment. It was followed by the heavy footsteps of the security team.

You jerked out of 049’s arms, thinking the guards had come to separate you, but only two of the five had their rifles out. The others grinned and in a way that was insidious, and definitely inebriated. The fact you could see their faces at all was alarming, their helmets removed.

049 moved in the blink of an eye, shoving you behind his back as he placed himself between you and the guards. Despite the prepared way he braced his limbs, he spoke in a cordial manner.

“Gentlemen, and gentlewoman. I had not expected to see you so soon after the last visit.”

You frowned. What—

“Ah, we just missed you that much,” one of the men said, a newer face you didn’t recognize. He leered at the two of you, snorting as if spotting something particularly funny.

“I can’t say your late companion would feel the same,” 049 said. “Unfortunately, Monsieur Salazar isn’t alive to have an opinion, one way or another.”

The group went silent. Smiles gone, replaced with various expressions of aggression. You barely breathed. What was going on? What were they doing here, posturing as if they were picking a fight at the bar?

One of them you recognized, a woman named Michelle Harvey. She fixed 049 with a hard glare. She didn’t seem drunk at all.

“String him up,” she growled.

Time, which had slowed to a crawl, jumped forward into pandemonium. Lavender mist poured from the ceiling, and 049 grunted and twitched as the collar buzzed around his neck.

But 049 remained on his feet, and you clung tightly to the loose fabric along his back.

“Step away, girl.”

Harvey glared at you, and you returned the ugly look, anger rippling up your spine, indignation overriding the rational part of your brain that realized the danger you were both in.

“You need to leave. All of you,” you bit out. “You’ll be lucky if all they do is fire you.”

“And you’ll be lucky if we don’t fry its brains. Which is going to happen if you don’t back away from it. Now.”

It nearly physically pained you to not give in, to let them continually shock 049. He somehow remained upright, shuddering and twitching as you held on, the lavender around his head useless against your touch.

If you let go of him, he would be sedated, and they could do whatever they wanted to him. You had to call Harvey’s bluff.

“I know you’re not that stupid,” you said, trying to go for a reasonable tone. You shifted your position, half-holding your arms around 049’s waist as you tried to keep him steady.

Just hold on a little longer.

“049 is the Site Director’s special project,” you continued, gritting your teeth against the increasing weight of the SCP. “You damage him, and you’ll be first in line on a feeding list. Last I heard, we’d captured a pair of 745s. That’s exactly where I would put you if I were the Site Director.”

The two not holding rifles shared a nervous glance. So, Leahy wasn’t in on this. Who was in the observation room working the lavender dispensers and remote shocker?

“Don’t worry about us,” Harvey snarled. “Let go of the Skip, or we’ll beat your ass, too.”

Your stomach dropped. That’s why they were here, to hurt 049. And you wouldn’t be able to stop them.

As if coming to the same conclusion, the SCP lost the remaining strength in his legs and dropped to his knees, partially dragging you down as he started to slip from your grasp.

“Your concern is… admirable,” he wheezed through the continued shocks. “But… do as they say. I fear I cannot protect you.”

“I’m not the one who needs protecting!”

You held on, refusing to let go. If you did—

049 pried your fingers from his robes and gave a last look of remorse as he shoved you away.

You stumbled backwards, barely catching your feet, but 049 was already slumped to the ground. The buzzing in the collar stopped, no longer needed.

A pair of rough hands grabbed you before you could fall, the grip on you uncaring and angry. A distressed cry clawed up your throat as the other guards put 049 into a Class III restraint, ankles and wrists bound in chains connecting to a second collar. Worse, metal mesh mittens were hooked over the wrist cuffs, disabling 049’s most effective weapon.

Once the restrains were in place, the mist was cleared out of the air via the filtration system, and 049 raised his head. He tried to rise to his feet, but he was restricted by the shortened chains and was forced back onto his knees. He was forced to crane his head upwards to stare at the guards from his hunched position.

“You’re all going to be terminated.”

Your breaths came out in heaving gasps, but it didn’t stop you from delivering your threats.

“And I don’t mean you’re going to be fired. Termination means you get to be the new D-Class after they pump you full of amnestics. You won’t even remember who you are as you choke on your own screams—”

“Shut up.”

The man holding you gave a hard shake.

A growl ripped out of 049, his pale eyes ablaze with a predatory glint you’d seen before, but not like this. After all, he’d hunted down Daniel out of instinct, an urge he couldn’t resist.

The heat in his eyes was pure rage. And none of the idiots in the room seemed to notice or care, one of the guards hitting him in the back with the butt of his rifle.

You lost sight of 049’s face after that, as the first hit precipitated into a full-fledged beating, all of the guards joining in except the one that held you by the arms. Your screams went ignored, even as they struck him with enough force and brutality that it would kill a normal man.

You couldn’t—you couldn’t stand there and do nothing, you had to help, you had to—

You had to stop it any way you could. They were going to kill him.

049 dying was worse than anything Leahy could do to you.

Like a cornered animal, you bit down on the closest thing you could, ripping into the skin until you tasted blood and drove your heel backwards, connecting with a shin.

The guard spit curses and spun you around, backhanding you so hard your head snapped to the side. Your cheek throbbed, something hot dripped from the corner of your mouth, and the room couldn’t stop spinning.

But you still caught sight of 049. He was watching you, the darkness in his eyes enough to nearly scare you as he seemingly ignored his own assault.

And then you were being forced to look at the guard you’d bitten. Harold Beaumont, you remembered. A pretentious name for a scumbag who now held you around the waist, his breath reeking of whiskey as it puffed across your face.

“I remember you,” he said, recalling you just as you recalled him. “Assistant Reid, always so good with the Skips. Now, we know why. You were gonna fuck that thing, weren’t you? That’s all you are, just a Skip-fucker.”

The other guards stopped their brutality long enough to laugh and watch, catching their breath. A couple of them needed to brace against the nearby autopsy table, still too drunk to keep their balance.

“And look at you, now,” Beaumont chuckled, on a roll. “Not even an orange jumpsuit. Not even human. Doesn’t matter what we do to you. And trust me, we’re gonna do whatever the fuck we want.”

His fist shot into your stomach, hard and without warning. While you leaned forward and gasped for breath, he grabbed you by the hair and snarled into your ear.

“This is for Louis, you cunt.”

You were helpless to stop it, to do anything at all, as the first tightened in your hair, and he slammed your head against the wall.

Pain exploded across your skull, stars bursting before your eyes before they blurred into doubled vision. There was a roaring in your ears, but you couldn’t tell if it was an actual noise or a result of what the guard had done to you.

You were on the ground, or that’s what it seemed like. You couldn’t quite understand what was happening. The side of your head was wet, you knew that much, but you were staring at something… odd.

There was white, and then there was red. So, so much red. And then there was black, moving quickly, violently, without mercy, and it made more splashes of scarlet.

You blinked, and your vision came into focus just long enough to see 049 holding one of the guards by the neck, another by the arm.

Snap went the neck. Rip went the arm. Clean off the socket, adding more red

red

red

red—

The black moved with the deadly grace of a tornado, destroying all in its path, chains dangled from his wrists and ankles, flashing, metallic tatters around his throat. The mittens were torn and painted with more crimson gore.

The shock collar was gone. That was good. You didn’t like that ugly thing.

And then, it was quiet. Or maybe, the roaring in your head had stopped. The hulking, black shadow fell over you, gently touched your face.

You flinched away. You didn’t want to be torn apart too, caught in the path its rage.

“Lie still,” the devastation said. “You’re gravely injured.”

It was so tempting to lean into the warmth pressing against your cheek. The words, that voice, you knew it. Trusted it.

Loved it?

“Please,” came the plea from your throat. “Don’t.”

Don’t hurt me

Don’t hurt me

Don’thurtmedon’thurtmedon’t

“Do not be afraid,” said the voice again. “I will tend to you.”

You were lifted up with ease, weightless in arms that seemed like silk-covered steel. You fought to keep your eyes open, but they drifted shut again and again, each time heavier to open.

The last image you caught was of the curved mask of Death staring down at you as you were placed on the cold surface of an autopsy table.

Next Chapter

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Splendorman headcannons; catchup edition

General hcs plus some of the prompts that I did for multiple characters!! Idk how this is gonna look but we'll see (I tend to write these notes before writing the actual... post..) so!! Yeah!! I've been meaning to expand the base list of characters I do for hc posts; esp since it's so small and I dont feel comfy writing romantic stuff for a lot of the popular characters in this fandom <\3

Anyways! I'll have this split off into like. Segments. One for basic hcs, and different areas for prompts I did in the past (ex. Pet names, plushie stuff, ect!!)

This is gonna be a looooong post

General hcs;

To be fair, I'm still fleshing out how I want to interpret Splendor, and how I want to write him into my au

Obviously he's going to be related to Slenderman; as well as Trenderman (whether or not I add trender to this blog isnt decided yet, since I feel like not many people would be interested)

Most days he couldn't hurt a fly even if he wanted to.. however on the off chance he does need to fight/defend himself; he will

He can be just as, if not more, devasting than his brother

"The devil shivers when a nice guy loses his temper" except its splendorman and he actually is a nice person with a rare but hot temper

Usually his ugly side doesn't show itself unless someone tries to hurt those who are innocent

Perfect segway into the concept idea I have for him in general/in the au; but I like to think of him as a guardian

Now I may be getting silly, since he reminds me a bit of itward from fran bow; but I wanna use itwards whole imaginary friend/whimsical being as a basis for splendor

Also this is propaganda for fran bow; go play it, it's a nice game and it's been a hyperfixiation of mine since it released

Carrying on

But for splendor, rather than solely appearing to children, he appears to all

Bros like an anti dementor; adds life into a room

Actually he's kinda like scp 999

Guys can you tell my minds all scattered with vague ideas

Anyways

Similar height to slenderman; about 11-12 feet by default but he can also shift his height around for intimidation/convenience

Going with the hc that he has bells on his tentacles; you can hear him walking around/j

Said bells are also semi sentient; they still bend to his will most the time but sometimes they can snip at people... lil bites n stuff; like you know how bells usually have those lil.. gaps? In them? Idk what they're called but the X shaped things on them; that's the "mouth" for each bell

Actually unlike slenderman, you can actually see splendorman walk around, whereas slenderman just. You blink and he's moved.

Gives the absolute best hugs; also does the thing LJ does, and snakes his arms all up around you

Adding onto the idea that splendor is basically itward/scp 999, he basically shows up for people who need company, or need their spirits raised

Torn between giving him an actual face, or making it a blank face line slenderman where the smiley face is just markings; if he does have a face I'm also torn on whether to give him a perma smile or not

Idk

I like both ideas

Has clown/magician logic. Can pull next to anything out of his hat and/or suit sleeves/pockets

Reaction to s/o having plushies;

Doesnt mind it one bit!

In a way he finds it cute, and endearing!

Would never ever make fun of you for it; in fact he wouldn't make fun of you ever

Seemingly manifests plushies and accessories and all that for you

Does one have a stain or tear? Hes already working on fixing it!

Makes you handmade plushies as well; they have that charm to them, some having mismatched fabric patches, button eyes, ect

Yes he WILL smooch each of them if you ask him to, even if you ask as a joke

AND he will tuck them in!!!!!!

What he calls you/wants to be called;

He calls you: sweetheart, sunshine, my dear, sunflower, schnookums and similar dumb lil names! I feel like those would be more teasing/joking

He wants to be called: he has no preference, as long as the term is endearing and meant for him, hes happy

Downtime;

Off days with Splendorman usually are filled with fun and activities

If you want to spend time outside, he will pull something together. Gardening, picnics, stuff like that! Unfortunately, since hes still considered... a monster, he needs to remain out of sight, so walking out in broad daylight is a no go for him, unless the area is isolated - so that does make things a little limited in terms of time and location :(

But if you want to spend time indoors, he's more than happy to stay!

Baking, arts and crafts, ect ect! If it's something fun that at least two people can do together, its an option!

I feel like he would have lots of fun reenacting things with you; like dramatic retellings of your favorite books or movies or whatever

He gives a passionate performance

Ideal Partner;

Like most the other characters in the other post I made on thing, he doesn't have many preferences when it comes to partners: both in regards to personality and looks

Looks really mean nothing to him, you could be tall or short, fat or skinny or buff, guy or gal or anything else, and he wouldn't care so long as you're you

Personality? As long as you aren't a bully or otherwise cruel, he can love you with his whole being

That's really it, Splendorman isn't very picky

Just don't be a jerk and you're set

Though he will be thrilled if you share the same energy as him; though it's not required

Perfect date;

I covered a lot of things in the downtime section, so this spot isn't going to be too long, as to avoid me just repeating the same thing reworded

But this dude has a list of ideas as long as he is tall; he is not picky!

He doesn't really have a "perfect" or "ideal" date, as he's down for anything and everything

Well almost

Anything that puts ANYONE in danger in an immediate and hard no, same goes for if it puts anyone in emotional or physical distress

Otherwise anything else is possible! He's free to let you pick and take the lead; however he'll hardly mask his excitement if you tease the idea of doing something he very much enjoys/wants to do

It's kinda like watching a dog get excited after mentioning a treat or a walk

Romantic hcs;

Writing this first before I have the chance to forget: but when hes about to leave, he'll kiss you.... and when he turns around to leave, he'll let the lil bell monster things on his tentacles kiss you all over the face as a extra bit of affection

Now onto how I wanted this segment to start

S tier partner, out of the (creepypasta) characters that I have written for thus far, at least in my opinion

Great listener and willing to give advice, amazing comforter, and generally adds an air of excitement to life while also keeping things stable

Moving on

He gives the best hugs, as mentioned in the segment above, his can snake his arms around you in a similar fashion that LJ does

Speaking of that segment, depending on how you see his face working kisses can go multiple ways

If he does have a face, kisses go as expected; but if he has a perma smile it can get awkward since his face is constantly pulled into that large grin

But if its the "the smiley face is a group of markings" route, he can't really... kiss you.. at least not in the traditional sense

He'd approach it the same way slenderman does and imitates the act by gently nuzzling/knocking his lower face against you

He loves quick little pecks; on the cheek, forehead, and mouth, nose, loves it all

Always gives you flowers; usually defaults to sunflowers and daisies but if you have any particular favorites he'll provide it

Likes using that hat trick of his to present gifts

Just

Takes off his hat, puts his hand in it, and BOOM ! He pulls out a bouquet of flowers for you

If you get sick he'll be a mother hen and fret over you; won't back off until you're back at full health, and even then he'll hover over you for a few days afterwards just in case

He always let's you know how much he loves you; he'll remind you at least once a day

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Master List part 2 (WIP)

( if see any posts not on this list please DM me the link I will add it)

Key

⭐: original(mostly written by me)

🌹: smut

🔪: yandere

🍷: some kink cw

🧨:darker Cw's and Tw's

Submas +Volo

Ingo

Virgin Warden🌹⭐

Alpha primal ingo🌹🍷🧨

Yan!ingo giveing s/o aphrodisiac ⭐🌹🍷🔪

Jealous W!Ingo pussy slapping🌹⭐

Subby alpha ingo⭐🍷🌹

Ingo sneaks into your room while you're sleeping⭐🔪🧨🌹🍷

Priest!ingo stealing his brother's wife🌹⭐🍷🔪🧨

Sub!ingo with his bunny⭐🌹

Stuck with Yandere!Warden Ingo ⭐️🌹🔪

Ingo with Neko!reader Hcs⭐️

Warden!Ingo breeding (Trans ftm reader)🌹⭐️🍷

Ingo a breeding kink🌹⭐🍷

Emmet

Emmet fucking his rival🌹⭐🍷

His rival fucking him🌹⭐🍷

Feral Alpha! Emmet🌹⭐🍷

Twins

Twins with introvert/physically affectionate reader⭐

Pinning for you⭐

Poly relationship+Elesa 🌹🍷⭐

s/o on their period⭐

Twins with small reader🌹🍷⭐

Emmet slapping your pussy 🌹⭐

Au idea: villain submas🌹⭐🍷

Villain au: twins reaction to a new hero instead of reader⭐

Twins cock drunk⭐🌹🍷

No nut November twins ramble⭐🌹

Volo

Volo sneaks into your room while you're sleeping 🌹⭐🔪🧨

Tarzan!Volo⭐🧨🍷

SM/USUM

Nanu

Alpha!Nanu hcs🌹🍷⭐

Alpha!Nanu-Pushing him to his limit🌹🍷⭐

Stalker!Nanu🔪🌹⭐🧨

Incubus!Nanu🌹⭐🔪🧨

HGSS

Morty Headcannons sfw & nsfw⭐🌹🍷

B&W

Colress experimenting on reader(old post)⭐🌹🍷

Colress Uno reverse getting experimented on( old post)⭐🌹🍷

X&Y

Alpha!Siebold⭐🌹🍷

SWSH

Kabu

Pussydrunk! kabu🌹⭐🍷

Multiple

Galar men having audio accounts⭐🌹🍷

Pokemen reaction to pillow princess S/o⭐🌹🍷

Paldea men having gwa accounts🌹🍷⭐

HasselxreaderxBrassius poly mini🍷🌹⭐

BDSP&P/Hisui

Mer!Meli develops a crush on his savior⭐

Mer!meli his Crush comes back (part 2)⭐

Cyllene

Cyllene breaks your back⭐🌹🍷

ORAS

Maxie

Maxie General romantic head cannons⭐

Vampire!Maxie Hcs

ScVi

Brassius

Yan!brass hcs ⭐🔪🌹

Hassel

Pegging hassel⭐🌹

Rika

Daddy Kink!Rika fucs u wth strap⭐🌹🍷

Rika&afab reader period headcannons⭐

Jacq

Nsfw hcs⭐🌹🍷

Larry

Larry using your body as stress relief⭐🍷🌹

Yan!Larry hcs⭐🔪🌹🍷

Larry hcs🌟🌹🍷

SDV

Shane

Shane hcs PART 2⭐🌹

Harvey

Harvey hcs⭐

Harvey patches you up ⭐️

Alex

Alex hcs⭐

Sebastian

Alpha! Seb⭐🌹🍷

Ocs

Silas The dragon 🐉

Marriage headcannons⭐🔪🌹

Never Escape, not with a baby in you🔪🧨🌹⭐

Rough fuck, use you like a fuck toy🔪⭐🍷🌹

Reading a book, thinking about you⭐🍷🌹🔪

Fell Dragon!Silas corruption🔪🧨🌹🍷

Cole the werewolf

Halloween22 Slasher!Cole⭐🧨🌹🔪

Daddy kink Cole⭐🌹🍷

Missing you⭐🌹🍷

Wolf Drider Salem 🕷

Halloween 22' Reaper!Salem headcannons⭐🍷🔪

Consensual non-con roleplay⭐🌹🧨

Zero the wasp hybrid🐝

Alpha zero thirst🌹🍷⭐

Human!Zero x Wasp!reader🌹⭐🍷🔪

Zero steals you away from the Beemas⭐🧨🔪🌹

Zero's picnic date⭐

Noah The Leopard MerShark 🦈

Date sfw hcs⭐

Virgin to Pussy drunk 🌹⭐

Halloween 22' nekomata!Noah🌹🔪🧨

Prof. Sterling 👓

Nsfw/sfw hcs🌹🍷⭐

My dream

Dom Sterling⭐🌹🍷

Fucking in the classroom⭐🌹🍷

The boys

Cat boys (All)⭐

Halloween final threesome🐝 👓⭐🔪🧨🌹🍷

Boys and their scent (All)⭐

Bug boys take care of you when you're sick🐝🕷️⭐

Ro's Au hoard

Beehive Submas #BeeGearStation

Tarzan!ingo, #Tarzaningo

Bull farm Au #Bullfarmau

Anon submissions

More Omega!Melli 🌹

Bully Melli hours🌹

Voodoo Doll submas part 1 prt2🌹

Villain submas reaction to other hero ⭐

Random shit

Birds of paradise harpies bfs⭐

The Ring of Lovers (fan scp)⭐🔪🍷

Dol fav LI call Out Post lol⭐🌹🧨

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the power of suggestion ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous (kinktober entry)

word count ; 1381

content ; sexually explicit content, mirror sex, oral sex (fem receiving), piv sex, heavily implied dub con, character death

fandom ; scp foundation

pairing ; scp 953 / polymorphic humanoid x non binary amab reader

read also on ; ao3

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

You shouldn't be here.

You really shouldn't be here.

You didn't even have the clearance needed to get to through the site door, let alone into 953's containment area — hell you couldn't even remember how you got in, just knew that you were here now and there wasn’t any hope of being able to back out. It was stupid and reckless and strictly forbidden by everyone who had even heard of 953, and you'd been briefed on that much a few dozen times by now, and surely you'd be heavily punished if not outright killed by the foundation if they found out you were here (if you survived) — so there really was no turning back.

Though, oddly, the thought of leaving didn't even cross your mind — not even as you knocked out your colleagues and forced your way through door after reinforced door to get to her, nor when you slammed your body against her containment room door in order to force it open when the mechanism stalled. No, instead your thoughts all focused on one singular thing; her. The fox with her nine beautiful tails and the gorgeous woman she could become and how you had to see her, know her, please her.

No matter how hard the small, rational part of your mind — itself just barely clinging to coherence and survival by this point and only just about being heard over the drowning cacophony of lust and need and someone else's words that weren't your own— screamed at you to back away and run the moment you laid eyes on her, you just couldn’t do it. Despite knowing how dangerous she was, knowing how much she despises humans, knowing that whatever she had planned for you couldn’t have been good, knowing that she was classed as keter for good reason.

And yet still, you couldn't stop yourself: stop yourself from wrapping your arms around her long, pale legs and massaging her soft thighs as they rested comfortably atop your shoulders; stop yourself from pressing the flat of your tongue along her wet slit as you licked a thick stripe along it, gathering her slick on the surface as you went and moaning at the flavour; stop yourself from wrapping your lips around her beautifully swollen clit and sucking on it with just enough pressure to have her arching her back; stop yourself from thrusting the length of your tongue into her sweet, tight pussy and groaning at every flutter or tense of her muscles; stop yourself from leaning into her touch and beaming under her praise as you ate her out; stop yourself from enjoying it so much that you could already feel your cock throbbing and aching beneath you as you laid flat on your stomach; stop yourself from chasing her high with more vigour than your own as you felt her thighs tremble and her breathing go from gasping to panting.

But you couldn't stop, not now, and you both knew it — you were too far gone, a lost cause in the truest of senses, and now as she's sent tumbling over the edge of climax you can only hope that your death is quick and painless. That this orgasm, that had her nails digging into your scalp and her legs wrapping tightly around your shoulders, would be enough to make her somewhat more merciful than normal. That this climax, that had her head lolling back so hard that you heard it smack against the floor as her mouth parted in a perfect 'o' and she cried out in two different tongues, could be your salvation. That this high, that had her squirting and gushing all over your face to the extent that even your throat and her inner thighs were drenched in her cum, would soften her heart enough to kill you without any additional suffering.

And soon she was finished, coming down from her high with a contented sigh as she let her legs fall limp on either side of your body and looked down at you with those dangerously dark eyes. Then, she suddenly reached down and grabbed your chin between her thumb and forefinger, forcing you to turn your attention to the mirror you'd forgotten was there (was it normal or a one way mirror? You couldn't recall) and you realised that she wasn't quite done with you yet.

She wanted to draw this out for as long as possible — she wanted to play with her food, and you weren't in any position to deny her.

—————

Within seconds you were forcibly flipped over as 953 straddled your waist, slicing through your pants with startling ease and pulling your aching cock out to trace it along her soaking wet slit. Once. Then twice. And then a third time as you whimpered and groaned and helplessly grasped at her waist — barely able to look at your reflection, and yet unable to look away as she'd stop every time you did. She wanted — no, needed — you to watch as she sunk down onto your dick and took you completely in a single fluid movement; to watch as she made you a pathetic, moaning mess and played with you however she pleased.

But for as much of a mess as you became, you couldn't help but let your eyes stray past your own blown-out pupils and drooling, panting lips to stare at her reflection in the mirror instead. Letting your eyes drift up from the point where her pretty cunt was swallowing your cock and soaking the smattering of hair around its base, along the smooth expanse of her skin to her ample chest — watching as it arched, and rose and fell with every breath, unable to stop yourself from reaching upwards to play with it (to grope, to weigh, to pinch, roll and tease). Misty eyes flitting in triangular motions between her full pussy, her swishing red tail and her face — half obscured by messy tendrils of black hair, but you were still able to single out her soft lips as they twitched upwards into a mirthful grin and her gleaming yellow eyes that glared down at you with something more than just pure malice.

Hunger? Hatred, perhaps? Either way you knew you wouldn't make it out alive, so you resigned yourself to your fate — watching your reflection keenly as you felt yourself nearing climax.

Allowing your eyes to linger on your face: lips parted into a shaky 'o', eyes half lidded and so heavy you could barely keep them open, brows slightly furrowed with intent as you tried to will yourself to keep on watching.

Unable to stop your gaze from drifting again to watch as she swallowed and soaked every inch of your length, submitting yourself to the moment entirely as you finally let your hands fall down to her waist and started to fuck upwards into her tight cunt. Pace clumsy and jerky but more than enough to sate you and your heavy eyes and your clenching muscles and your throbbing cock.

The feelings and sounds and sights all so completely and utterly overwhelming that you found yourself climaxing soon after — pushed over the edge with a guttural groan and the clenching of her wet pussy around you as she fell over the edge once again. Climaxing so hard that your eyes clamped shut and your vision was overrun with splotches and smears and explosions of bright white light. Climaxing so hard that your hands clamped down on her sides and somehow managed to keep her still as you filled her to the brim with your cum. Climaxing so hard that your skin burned and your heart pounded so loudly that you weren't able to hear anything beyond its arrhythmic thumping in your ears. Climaxing so hard that your mind went blank beyond the foggy repetitions of her moans and whimpers — beyond the crashing waves of pleasure that wracked through your body over and over and over again.

Climaxing so hard that you didn't even recognise the sharp pain of her digging her claws into your abdomen and tearing your stomach apart — too caught up in your high to even realise that you were dying.

Not that you could have done anything anyway; you'd been hers since the moment you entered her room.

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Item #: SCP-████

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-████ has free permission to roam its designated site. SCP-████ should not be allowed access to SCPs higher than its personnel level. SCP-████ is to be allowed Level 4 personnel privileges. These privileges are to be immediately revoked should SCP-████ show any signs of aggression or hostility towards the foundation or fellow personnel. SCP-████ is to reside in a foundation monitored apartment in ████, one (1) mile away from Site-██. SCP-████ must report to Site-██ everyday at ████. In the event that it does not report to Site-██ at the mandated time, it must be swiftly located and questioned immediately about its absence.

SCP-████’s location should be monitored at all times via a tracker embedded in a specialised collar. If SCP-████ is ever found to have removed its collar for a non-foundation approved reason, its privileges are to be revoked and it is to be re-contained.

In the event that SCP-████ becomes hostile, MTF Epsilon-9 (“Fire Eaters”) are to be deployed and used to corral SCP-████ into a standard humanoid anomaly cell.

SCP-████ has been serving the foundation since June/19/1999.

Description: SCP-████ has the appearance of a middle aged woman of mixed-race with curly brown hair.SCP-████ is composed of micro-organisms that bond together to mimic a humanoid body. These microorganisms are capable of flight, flight patterns resembling those of /rhopalocera/(butterflies). This “schooling” could be a possible survival mechanism to scare predators or mimic human behaviour for reasons unknown.

Individually the organisms that make up SCP-████ do not possess any degree of intelligence or sentience. When SCP-████ is damaged, the organisms begin to replicate themselves at high speeds to replace the lost members. The organisms have a high resistance to sharp objects, blunt force trauma, projectiles and asphyxiation, though they are weak to fire.

SCP-████ has no blood or bodily fluids, X-rays of its body only show mass amounts of dots in the shape of a humanoid. SCP-████ emits an unknown form of non-ionizing radiation that has yet to be identified, though it does not have any effect on humans whatsoever.

SCP-████’s humanoid form claims its name to be “Vera Dixie” and that it was born in “March/7/1974”. It dislikes being referred to by its item number and prefers to be called by its name. SCP-████ has a base IQ of 140 that increases with the number of organisms in its form. SCP-████ has demonstrated the ability to break apart and reform to avoid attacks or projectiles. This ability can also be used at will, as seen through testing.

SCP-████ is not hostile and has not shown any open hostility to the foundation or fellow personnel. SCP-████’s humanoid form claims its name to be “Vera Dixie” and that it was born in “March/7/1974”, though no records of anyone by the name “Vera Dixie” bearing SCP-████’s characteristics have been found. It dislikes being referred to by its SCP designation and prefers to be called by its chosen name.

SCP-████ has a base IQ of 140 that increases with the number of organisms in its form. SCP-████ has also shown the ability to increase muscle mass and modify its form in certain situations when it or its comrades are in danger. Use of SCP-████ to contain other anomalies has been considered.

Addendum-████: In light of Incident-████, SCP-████ is no longer permitted access to the site microwave. -Dr. O. Hex.

please look at this i need to know if i should put it on the site or if its a pile of hot steaming garbage (its on the sandbox site too https://scp-sandbox-3.wikidot.com/dr-dots)

constructive critique is welcome as long as it's phrased in a friendly way DON"T JUST LIKE THE POST COMMENT PLEASE

[theunderneath]

SCP Foundation

Yandere Dr. Kondraki's declining mental health as he falls for his darling? (One-Shot / EDITED)

Art Share (Dr. Kondraki, Dr. Clef, just a small Dr. Bright)

Yandere SCP-035 vs Yandere SCP-049 (headcanon / EDITED)

Can I ask for yandere Dr. Gears? (yandere alphabet / EDITED)

Yandere Dr. Kondraki with a S/O that has an intense chronic illness? (headcanons / EDITED)

Soft yandere Dr. Kondraki dealing with face kisses (headcanons / EDITED)

Dr. Bright, Dr. Clef, and Dr. Kondraki with a Darling who is fine with them being Yanderes (Headcannon /

Yandere Dr. Clef alphabet (

Dr Kondraki's flower prompt (One shot /

Dr. Kondraki Yandere prompt (One shot /

Yandere Dr. James Martin Talloran / SCP-3999 headcanon (

Dr. King, Dr. R.gerald, and Agent Dimitri Arkdeyevich Strelnikov taking care of a sick Darling (Headcannon /

How do Dr. Clef, Dr. Kondraki, Dr. Bright, and Dr. Gears go about kidnapping their darling? (Headcannon /

Yandere Dr. Iceberg headcanon (

Yandere Dr. Clef when his darling walks in on him killing (One shot /

Dr.R.Gerald Yandere smut prompt (One shot /

My personal SCP doctor headcanons (

Soft Yandere 079 x female reader (Headcanon /

Dr. Clef, Dr. Bright, and Dr. Kondraki taking care of a sick Darling (Headcanon /

Yandere Dr. Kondraki, Dr. Clef, and Dr. Bright with a darling that works under dr Gears (Headcanon /

Yandere Dr. Clef smile prompt (One shot /

Dr. Bright vs Dr. Clef for a Darling (Headcanon /

Dr. Clef with a darling who will not give up trying to escape (Headcanon /

Yandere Dr. Kondraki alphabet (

Dr. Bright, Dr. Clef, Dr. Kondraki, Dr. Gears, Dr. Iceberg, and Dr. Glass with their Darling escaping (Headcanon / 300 follower special /

Dr. Glass being platonic yandere for a Powerful Child SCP darling (headcanon /

Dr. Kondraki having insomnia because he’s obsessed with his coworker (One shot /

Yandere Scp 2521 Headcanon (

Being trapped inside SCP 2264 (Headcanon /

Dr. Kondraki with a photographer Darling (

Yandere Dr.Bright Alphabet (

Platonic Dr. Kondraki and Dr. Clef with a safe class SCP Darling (Headcanon /

Dr. Kondraki and Dr. Clef with a type green reality bender Darling (Headcanon /

Yandere scp 049 headcanons (

Yandere Dr. Iceberg, Dr. Gears, Dr. Clef, Abel falling in love with a safe class SCP reader (Headcanon /

yandere Dr. Clef, Dr. Kondraki, and Dr. Gears with a darling that saves them from near-death experience (Headcanon /

Dr. Clef and Dr. Kondraki rivalry for Female Darling (Headcanon /

Yandere Dr. Clef (Old cringe Art)

[dxwnfxll]

heya! can i request scp staff with a trans masc s/o? ty ! :D

Ofc!

Scp staff with a Trans Masc S/O

(Amar replaces Shaw/Bright)

••Dr. Amar••

-So Jack is already Genderfluid so she's definitely the most accepting on the list

-He's always hyping you up secretly, like she'll leave lil sticky notes on your desk with 'you're a man, if anyone says otherwise go tell them to fuck themselves'

-If anyones transphobic towards you he'll treat them like they're dumb.

-Though I hardly doubt anyone in the foundation would be transphobic or homophobic seeing as a good majority of researchers are fruity

-if you want a binder or top surgery Amar is definitely paying for it.

-calls you romantic nicknames like 'Mcdreamy' (he was being silly with that one) or 'Hubby'

••Dr. Clef••

-Clef is a sleezy, shitty rude bastard...but! He's not trasphobic

-apart from Jack, Clef is the second biggest ally. He respects that you may not want everyone to know you're trans, so he keeps his support for you a lil secret.

-He'll leave you emails, texts and notes supporting you and encouraging you to beat the shit out of anyone who tries to be transphobic.

-if anyone is ever transphobic to you in front of him they're going missing. Simple

-he probably has a lil trans flag on his ukulele for ya lol

-he calls you weird lil names like 'Y/n boo boo bear' or 'cowboy'

••Iceberg••

-Iceberg is an asshole but he isn't a monster

-he supports and loves you unconditionally, and is definitely a guy to glare anyone down that says shit.

-His way of supporting you is kinda funny, he'll just send you stuff that looks like the trans flag and go 'hey x this reminded me of you' (i thought it was funny)

-or he'll randomly give you stuff that looks like the trans flag, so now your office is probably decorated with as many blue, pink and white stuff that he could find

-if someone's transphobic to you he's decking them in the face. He doesn't care, they're getting decked

-he likes to just call you 'babe' or 'baby' very simple sociopath man

••Dr. Kondraki••

-Konny is very supportive of you but won't really show it.

-again he is very VERY supportive of you, but he's just a shrug it off kinda guy.

-he'll address you as however you want, neos? Cool, xenos? Okay, he/him? Alright

-if anyone's transphobic to you they're on 682 duty for the rest of the month.

-if you want top surgery or a binder he's paying for it, he insists

-he just calls you 'love' or by your name lolol

••Dr. Rights••

-she's a very kind person and very considerate of your feelings

-she searches up all sorts of stuff to know how to properly address you and such.

-She bought you a lil bear with a trans flag on it <3

-if anyone is transphobic towards you she gives them the nastiest glare ever and pretty much goes

-"is this how you spend your life? Being an asshole? How sad."

-she calls you hers and darling

••Dr. Glass••

-Glass is super supportive of you, always tells you to come and talk to him if you need to

-He's got all sorts of flags in his office so it's a safe place for literally everyone

-very caring towards you and considerate of your feelings

-if anyone is being transphobic towards you he gets kinda like Ambrose, he makes them feel dumb with that sweet smile on his face

-if you ever need to vent you have the perfect boyfriend to do so with

-calls you 'sweetheart' and 'his darling'

••Draven Kondraki••

-Draven adores you no matter what you are, when you first come out he's very caring towards you and even asks what he can do to help make your journey easier

-He got you a lil trans pin to wear if you want lol

-if anyone says any sort of transphobic shit to you he just kinda looses his temper

-he'll yell at them probably even go as far as to knock them out if they continue to say awful shit to you

-he will always reassure you and remind you that you are a man and he'll always love you

-he likes to call you his 'dummy' or 'babe'

••Dr. Talloran••

-Talloran is non-binary themselves so they ofc support you, and they help you with your transition

-they have some money saved up to help with your top surgery if you wish to get it

-Whenever someone is being transphobic towards you Talloran will just take your hand and lead you away, and they'll let you vent to them about how that person was

-gives you constant reassurance and love

-calls you 'love' and 'dear'

••Mikell Amar••

-i'll admit it kinda took Mikell a lil to get used to the change, but whenever he fucked up he'd always correct himself

-he may accidentally call you by your dead name but he'll immediately correct himself, if he does so in public he'll correct himself with a "oh shit, hey Y/n my bad thought you were someone else"

-if anyone says shit they're pretty much dead, after all he's an 05 who's known as 'agent cowboy' so he's not to be messed with nor is his partner.

-he pays for your top surgery no discussion

-he likes to call you 'darlin'' usually

Sorry if this seems rushed and stuff i wasn't exactly sure how to go with this so i just put some lil head canons lolol

Hope you enjoyed! (And if you want me to add any specific things pls do tell)

[phobia-sweets]

Hello! Can you do a head canon of Scarecrow meets a s/o who is a cryptic monster of Mothman?

Idk almost anything abt mothman except that uhh mothman is cute and there’s an scp that’s kinda similar (2901) /oh and smth smth prophecies

Now I don’t know if this mothman creature talks, so I just made it so their understanding of human language is limited. In a way that yes, they understand it well, but don’t speak it aside from singular words. Ya know?

General! Scarecrow x mothman!reader headcanons

Warnings & Notes: None :)

- depending on the version, I see scarecrow being interested in cryptids, especially the scarier ones. Idk if mothman counts as ‘scary’, but hey, it’s a big humanoid moth so

- anyhow, that doesn’t mean he believes they exist.

- He had a safehouse in the middle of a forest – people don’t go there much so there rarely were anyone to hear the screams from his subjects.

- Except that one time.

Sighing, he opened the door outside. The chilling wind making him slightly tense, used to the warm air inside. Stepping out, he walked up to the birdfeeder, quietly humming. It was only after he was done that he noticed the big red eyes staring at him about 10 meters away, not moving.

“...Food?”

Yeah, no. Maybe the sleep deprivation and chemicals were getting to him.

- he just went inside immadietly and went to sleep. He’s not dealing with hallucinations. Not now.

- It was only a few days after that when he realized it was not a hallucination.

Looking up at the tree, Jonathan’s brows furrowed as he laid his eyes on the dark fluffy mass currently staring down at him, head tilted slightly out of curiosity.

“Food?”

Jonathan stayed quiet for a while, coming to terms that the gigantic moth above him was in fact, actually there and not a side-effect of working on a drug like fear toxin. “...Sure.” He hesitantly confirmed, not sure if the creature was planning on eating him or was asking for something else to eat. The creature jumped down onto the ground, towering over Jonathan. Up close, it looked even more intimidating than before. Jonathan walked into the cabin, keeping a close eye on the creature. As much as a risk this was, he couldn’t pass the opportunity on studying a creature like this.

-That’s how it started. You would show up every now and then, ask for food or something else, he’d deliver it to you in exchange of him getting to study your wings, antennae, chitin… etc

- Most of this was to see how human you were, and how… moth? You were?

- Also, how the fuck do you exist was one of his main questions about you. He still didn’t quite believe that the mothman existed, and was currently sitting inside his safehouse, petting a sleeping crow.

- He probably found you kind of adorable. Not that he’d admit it, but mothman does look like a big ball of fluff with big eyes. Adorable.

“Cold?” You chirped, standing behind Jonathan, who was reading a book – You didn’t check what book it was, waiting for Jonathan’s answer

“Yes, cold.” He confirmed, turning the page. He made a sound of surprise when he felt you jump next to him onto the couch. You took his head into your hands, making him softly lean against the soft fur-like chitin around your thorax.