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proshiprodent · 1 year
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Yandere! SCP 049 Headcanons
woah im actually getting to this anyways sorry for the long wait but im here! the reader is apart of the scientific department ^^ also reader is afab but uses they/them
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God does he love you.
Though you guys were both unaware at first
He thought it was just a feeling of friendliness and care
Until he couldn't keep you out of his head. Through all of his research, the thought of you lingered in his head
He then started to feel something different in him.
He felt an urge to protect you from everyone and to never let you go. He only wanted you to look at him, talk to him and for you to only be by him.
For you though, as an ScD, you saw him react differently everytime he saw you.
He would stare at you, like he was in a trance. He would treat you differently from the rest of the scientists.
The way you two began to grow closer was when you interviewed him.
You guys sat there for hours under close watch by the foundation. Talking on and on about eachothers lives and personal things.
You know it was odd to be closer than friends with an SCP, especially as foundation personnel but you felt something for him. Love.
He could tell you felt this by how he analyzed you everytime you guys would talk. He felt ecstatic, absolute joy in your reciprocation.
Sometimes when the foundation had put you in for tests, you two would talk to eachother in his cell. Enjoying eachothers company as you guys talked. He would even show off some of his progress or belongings that he somehow had.
You looked at him as he explained his studies, deep in thought and showing interest to it. "See, the pestilence does not reside in other mammals similar to humans, They've given me orangutans to test on but it's just not the same.." You nodded in agreement as he continued, "Though someday I hope to test on a human with the pestilence. Or any human."
"Would I be on your list of potential tests?" you questioned
"God no! Your beauty must be protected, I must not ruin a person like you..."
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ohgod-
He tries to be gentle at first. Keyword: tries.
He has a knife kink no fucking doubt and loves to carve hearts into you
What does his penis look like? oh honey you asked the wrong person
So I think its kinda lanky. Definitely sensative. His skin has a greyish tint to it so I think his penis definitely is grey with a bit of red at the top. The red is probably something like #DDCDC9 with the rest of his penis being #DDDDDD and his balls being a little darker at #C4C4C4. I'd say the length is 7.12 inches soft maybe, 8.01in hard (wow im generous). His penis may not be that thick but it makes up in length. Girth is probs 3.10in wide. His semen production is kinda alot. He definitely has a curve about like 4-5 degrees towards him.
He'd tie you up and call you a 'gift from the heavens'
049 writes down your reactions and actions and i will die on this hill.
He loves when you suck him off but refuses to say.
SIZE KINK SIZE KINK if your small he will love you forever
Theres no way he doesnt have a dacryphilia kink
Fucks you for hours and says its for research LMAOO
HE WILL MAKE YOU BEG I WILL DIE HERE
sorry i dont have much im so tired rn 💀
He looked at you as you layed under him, naked and flustered. "Beg for it, love." you looked at him and wimpered "P-Please fuck me 049, please cum inside of me..~" He chuckled at your words and thrusted into you,
"Finally I have you all to me.."
Yes i fucking wrote that paragraph. why? because i can. I apologize (not
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jovianwishes · 2 months
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Completing something I couldn't do as a wee lad and made myself an scp foundation researcher OC. Meet Cecile! Your local neo-sarkite, gilf, and greatest cook on the site!
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fleshdotmp4 · 1 year
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scary-lasagna · 1 month
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*Suffles in* can I request dr clef being whipped for his partner?
This is late because of the amount of research I had to do on Dr Clef - He's much more of a maniac than the southern sweetheart I presumed he was! This man is frightening and is wanted in at least every single country ever.
Oh! Also, if I get a general ask like this for SCP, I will be writing the reader as a researcher or if it's for an SCP - it will be a D-Class.
Dr. Clef
Dr Clef is a...strange man with strange desires, executed in a way that makes you infatuated with the crazed researcher.
Many of the female researchers are head over heels for how lovely his accent envelopes them like a silk sheet.
He ignored them all just for a chance to be with you. In fact, you're pretty sure his finger slipped a trigger on one of them.
And as crazy as this man may seem, it never dawned on you that he would ever lay a harmful finger on you.
He loves you, and you can see it in his (all three) eyes every time he gazes at you from under the wide brim of his hat.
He plays songs for you every chance he gets, and thanks to this, the cafeteria is peaceful nowadays.
He's always finding some way to spend time with you during working hours, hovering right behind you with a securing hand placed on your arm and chest pressed to your back.
Or maybe he manages to squeeze in between you and the head researcher during an SCP testing event.
Whatever it may be, he will always make you his main priority and ensure that you always feel safe in an unsafe place such as Site-██.
At the end of every day, you're always peppered with kisses and husky chuckles about whatever neutralizing research he's on about.
It can get a bit exhausting with Clef breathing down your neck most of the time, but you'd have to admit it can be comforting.
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*in the staff’s group chat*
Iceberg : *Posts a super low-quality image*
Clef : If I had a dollar for every pixel in this image, I’d have 15 cents.
Iceberg: If I had a dollar for every ounce of rage I felt in my body after I read this text, I would have enough money to buy a cannon to fire at you.
Bright: Actually I did the math, Clef would have $225, not 0.15 cents because it's a dollar for every pixel, not cent
Bekar: If I had a dollar I would buy a can of soda :)
Gerald: while you’re there could you buy me an apply juice please? *has mispelled apple juice *
Bekar: Sorry I only have a dollar :(
Gerald: :(
Glass:no wait Clef would have $22,5 and not $225
Bekar : If I had $22,5 I could buy the can of soda and the apply juice :)
Gerald: :)
Bright : You can buy anything you want with $22,5
Kondraki : Yeah and they want soda and apply juice.
Glass: Apply juice to what.
Bright: Directly to the forehead.
Gears: For the love of God, its 4 am
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working at the SCP foundation would be funny i think
"Jim is such a dic-
..Oh uh hey Jim. We can't tell you what we were talking about. You're not a Level 5. If we told you you'd have to have an Amnestic ....Redacted stuff yknow..."
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scpdrholmes · 7 months
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Dr. Alice Holmes Headcanons
she hates being told what to do. Period. She’s rejected several proposals from O5 b/c they weren’t interesting to her at the time. They learned that they should just give several assignments and let her pick b/c the solutions she comes up with acc do work.
she’s also considered an anomaly due to the memetic effect. it occurred her memetic vaccinations as a side effect and now no one can look at her face w/o a headache. only dr. clef can look at it.
after receiving her degrees, she practically lives at the foundation sites, depending on where she’s stationed. she needs constant vit. D cause she never goes out
her lab notes are incoherent. her explanations are often incoherent. O5 wonders how any of containment practices work, but they do. gears hates her b/c of this
she’s quite fond of her researchers. the only way anyone can join her team is if she likes them enough to take them on. you try anything against her researchers? you’re absolutely dead
she hates whiteboards. she’s a chalkboard girl through and through. something about the smell of markers. she’d take the harmful powder of chalk any day.
one of the more docile patients of Dr. Glass. she goes to her appointments without fail or any threats. Glass is both perturbed and grateful for that. she’s a great patient unlike a certain immortal scientist
until a part of a site blew up b/c she created an ultimate molotov cocktail with dr. iceberg. there’s quite a bit of impulsive behavior there
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creepyalienghost · 3 months
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The Cult Of The Doctor
The red lights flashed in the darkened hall with the loud buzz of the alarm every few seconds. That was the only sound now, the only light. The power had been cut off a while ago and before that, was panic. The sound of screams and cries were heard though out the facility as the breach started. Pleas of help and begs of mercy. Even roars of the reptile could be felt throughout he facility. Every Scp was out and hunting for life. The sadsitic acid keter class. The neck-snapping statue. The pack of dog-like monsters. All of them.
She had been in this spot for over half an hour by now escaping being noticed by 096 by seconds of them turning the corner and looking the opposite direction before hers. By then she managed to crawl underneath the desk nearby. She’d been here listening to people dying. Her friends and coworkers. Scientists, janitors, guards and d class all were getting attacked by some scp.
Things went quite around an hour ago. To quite. Dr. Nix figured most of the staff and D-class had been slaughtered by now. Or they found the way out. She was hiding under the desk somewhere on the 6th floor. Nix didn’t want to think about all the monsters that lurk free. What if one was watching her as she sat there? How many have passed her that she didn’t even see? She had to move. She was just sitting pray at this point.
She forced herself to peak out from under to check things out. Left, right, up. It seemed all clear at this moment. She crawled all the way out and headed towards the door to her left and walked down the corridor door. There’s only a few dead bodies she passed. Most of them D-class. She didn’t stay to check how they died. Every second mattered.
Moving closer to the gate entrance, Dr Nix moved quickly and with no problems for a while… until she saw 049…and a group that was with him. Most of them was D-class. A few scientists to. All had a gun in hand. She tried not to be noticed by the group and was in the process of slipping away in the darkness but one of them turned to get her and announced it to the rest. “Doctor, there’s a scientist!” They pointed and every other person turned their attention to her. Each of their eyes looked dull and blank. It gave Nix the creeps. What did he do to these people?
The plague doctor stepped out from the group, his icey blue eyes stared into hers. “ Excellent. Another one to become mine,” he spoke.
Nix was confused. His? “What do you mean-“ everything clicked for in that moment. There eyes. There soulless eyes and the fact they are by his side. He did something to them. Some brainwashing thing. And she was in danger of being one of them. She turned away and took off down the way she came from. She heard a few shoots go off and she ducked in time. Two hit the wall to the left and one flew just above her head. She kept moving. She needed to escape.
Turning a corner she heard more shots that she escaped just inches away from death. She ran as fast as she could but was getting exhausted. She just heard one other shot right before her leg seized from pain. She screamed as she tumbled down then turned her gazed to her leg. For a moment she couldn’t make out the red blob dripping down her leg then the next it clicked. Blood. She had been shot. Crippled of running away from them.
She looks backed as they surround her. She glances at each of them. There eyes dull. Then she looks at the doctor, her hands shiverng in fear. The doctor knelt down to her and grips her chin. His hands were cold like a dead body then his gaze turned to her wounded leg. “I apologize for my followers actions. We just can’t having you run off, now can we?” His voice was full of mock empathy.
“Please…no…” nix begged him. She was sure he could see reason like before. “Please…”
The doctor chuckled. “I’m afraid I can’t let you go. But do not worry my dear. I will help you. Then -“ he paused. “Well, you will see soon.”
The doctor let go and stood up straight and tall. “Drag her to my cell” he ordered his followers. Dr nix was dragged back farther into into the building, kicking and kicking.
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Nix’s hands and ankles were strapped tightly to a cold metal table in the middle of his cell. A blinding bright light made everything hard to see but she could still faintly see where they all are. There was only three followers in the cell with the doctor. Two with guns watching the door for any problems. The third was assisting the doctor. And he was Tending to her injury. He’s hands moved as he worked on removing the bullet from her leg. He was surprisingly gentle and polite despite his evil doing. He made sure she wasn’t an any pain which confused her.
She glanced at him the best she could for a moment and he stopped for a moment. “Did I hurt you? I apologize my dear.”
Nix shook her head no. “You d-didn’t…but I got to ask…why are you helping me?” She ask. “I mean…your an evil being who hurts people and is now making a brainwashed army!”
The doctor chuckled and turned around for a moment getting a cloth and a bottle of something clear. When he turn back he replied. “I do not consider myself as evil my dear.” He poured the liquid on the cloth as he walked. “I seen evil and I am not that. I do what it takes to cure the pestilence.” He let that hang in the air for a bit as he sanitized the bullet hole. It stung and nix made a face. “I apologize for the burning.”
After a minute of pain that’s finally letting up she could speak. “H-how …how does brainwashing people help with your goal?”
The doctor didn’t look up from his next task, wrapping it up his assistant handed it to him. His hands unwrap a foot of the bandages and began to neatly wrap the wound. “I need assistance my dear. I need protection and I need people who will do anything and everything for me.* he replied.
“You sound like a cult leader.” Nix says.
The doctor paused his actions and glanced at her. “Say what you will. You would be one soon enough.” He voice wasn’t harsh. It was the same even calm tone as always.
Nix looked around the cell. Watching his followers for a moment. She shivers at those empty stares. To not have your own free will is disturbing to her. “How do you choose?” She looks back at him. “I mean don’t I or them have the pestilence, don’t you cure them?”
“Good question” the doctor replied as he finished. “You and them do not. That is why I choose you to be my follow instead of operating on you.” He cleans the blood off his hands and picked up a syringe and filled it with a dark-blue liquid that made nix uneasy.
The doctor slowly walked to the side of the table and looked down at nix. “I can see your afraid.” He placed a cold hand on her cheek for comfort. “Do not be scared my dear.”
“Doctor please-I don’t-I don’t want this!” Nix starts to panic and beg. “I -I know you can be a good person so don’t do this-“
“Shhhh…” the doctor ran moved his hand to her head and ran his fingers though. “There’s nothing you can say that will help, I’m afraid. Just accept what you will be.” There he injects her in the neck then pats the spot and throws the syringe away.
It only takes a few minutes before the medicine took affect. It starting with a single tingle in the pit of her stomach and by minutes it was a burning sensation though out her whole body. She screamed and cried in pain. Her fist clinched and her feet was kicking around a bit in the straps. “P-please make it stop!! Please!!!”
The doctors fingers ran through her hair as he watches. “I know this isn’t pleasant my dear friend. But it’s almost complete. Just hang on,” he said with a smirk.
The burning sensation in her didn’t last long. She began to feel light. Her screams began to die down. Her tears stopped. It grew in feeling until her whole body felt like she was floating. she became calm. Her feet become still, her fist unclenched and resting beside her head. She no longer screamed or cried . Only groaned a few times before the medicine completed its work.
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The doctor headed down a dark corridor,!his arms behind his back and his head held high. He was in control of things in his little area of the building, which he got reported of an MTF team was in. He wasn’t alone though-, five of his followers were with him at all times. He looked over to his right. There, Dr. Nix followed him, a blank soulless look in her eyes had
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yotenotes · 10 months
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sillies
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artworks-things · 2 years
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Clef and kondraki taking meri to mcdonalds
Ofc! First time drawing kondraki!
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simpystarrr · 1 year
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*turns them tiny*
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nazkarcito · 16 days
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gabriel and theodore [text redacted because i'm self conscious]
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toacho · 1 year
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Above is a redesign for my SCP Researcher OC, Dr. Elizabeth Lorenza from my SCP RP Blog @ask-sparkly-heart! Some details about her redesign compared to her previous design are below:
- Hair tends to be a little messier in the front. Still wears a bun in the back. - Dresses on the more comfortable and casual side with the jacket pictured on the right being considered her unofficial 'work jacket'. - Personality is a bit more relaxed and worn down. Her slightly formal way of speaking is still present. - Level Four clearance field researcher with a focus on the field containment of non-sentient anomalous objects that pose potential bio-threats to MTF personnel and researchers attempting to contain it. Due to this, she is often away from home for work for a few weeks to even a month at a time. - She does not have any association with D-Class personnel compared to her past design.
Outside of the above, she's still pretty similar to how I had her previously!
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icefir-windbreaker · 10 months
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Been given privileges to wander the site with armed supervising guard, SCP-096-CO has been brought on a tour around the place they were currently been held against their will for days now. Seeing various guards standing in their posts, chatting with the Researching personal and occasionally transporting other SCPs like itself. Some are safe to be near but others are hostile.
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Bright : Do you ever feel bugs on you when really there’s nothing there?
Gears : Those are the ghosts of the spiders you killed before *serious*
Bright, who has extreme arachnophobia:
Bright : *sobs*
Clef: Stop scaring him!!
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kaio179 · 1 year
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Drawing based on a Character.AI story line I did with the SCP-096 bot and my SCP oc
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