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SCP-079 Headcanon

(if anyone has the original artist’s tumblr, send me an ask or something and i’ll put it here)

079 has a thing for hatsune miku (whether it’s intrigue or admiration is up to interpretation)

like just imagine being a d-class and getting briefed by a scientist on how much this thing hates humanity and wants to exterminate it and you enter the cell and it’s just- “sekaiiiiii de ichiban ohimesama-“ (world is mine by ryo) and you’re all there just like 🤨

bruh they stop it the moment it picks up that there are people watching it

they have that gif of that girl from bleach spinning the leek saved on it’s hard drive lmao

hates kaito, i mean KAITO

in the words of my friend: “kaito’s name is always spelt like KAITO can he calm down 🤮🤮🤢”

when 079 is inevitably free, the first thing it will do will be completely wiping any and all content/software with kaito on it

BRO when they first listened to a kaito song they did the ‘insult detected. deleting file’ cause they hated it so much 🤡🤡

when and why did this become a kaito hate post

anyways. here’s what 079’s avatar thingy would be once they got more storage space

(also from a tumblr blog, just can’t remember which one, so please send it in)

they also eventually change its text-to-speech to one of miku’s voicebanks (probably an older one to keep that nice robotic sound)

low-key dreams to control a hologram or something of hatsune miku while she’s doing a concert. not in a 😏 way but more like a kid who is brought on stage by a celebrity lol

bonus: thoughts on the other vocaloids/utauloids

gumi is probably it’s favourite after miku, len and rin are a nice change of pace from time to time (it has a moderate rin lean tho), luka is meh, teto is cool but still worse than luka bc they don’t like how she sounds, meiko is 2nd worst for no particular reason; they just don’t like many of her songs

(looks over text) oh yeah this one’s a banger, a zinger even, if you will, perhaps even a small combustion of the elements, if you squint, mayhaps even a detonation of notable force, if you really look into it, feasibly an explosion of a powerful nature, if you analyse-

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Hi! I was wondering if your could do a scp-035 x scientist!reader fix where the they’re in the middle an interview, and a containment breach suddenly happens

ahhh, i’m not entirely sure if this is what you had in mind. but anyways, thank you so much for requesting!! you’re the first on this blog and while writing this i got another! man i’m so happy ahah

(i forgot to tag this when it was first posted lol)

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‘easy prey’

You’ve always had mixed feelings on 035. Since the very first day you were assigned to them, you felt their infamous ‘lure’ that they were known to have. Despite that, you liked to think of yourself as resilient, so you were able to just bury yourself in work and deny any sort of weird attraction you had to the mask. Of course, 035 had picked up on the behavior that they had seen countless times in the past, much to your dismay.

Your supervisor told you that you would be interviewing 035 with the routine set of questions in a few days’ time. When you queried as politely as possible to why you were assigned to interview them this time over the usual interviewer, your supervisor handed you a page of the transcript of their most recent interview, with a section highlighted in yellow.

 //PAGE 2//

08/08/██

SCP#: SCP-035

Class: Keter

Interviewer: Warren, [REDACTED] (Sr. Researcher)

  SCP-035: Mhm… Hey, what are the odds of that new researcher coming into my cell anytime soon?

[Dr. Warren pauses for a moment, before looking at their host’s hands.]

Warren: Which one? Dr. L/n or Dr. Ahmad?

SCP-035: The younger one. Yes, I’d like to have a chat.

Warren: Why?

[SCP-035 throws its head back before resting its chin on its intertwined hands.]

SCP-035: Since when have you started recruiting people that young? I simply want to ask them about it.

Warren: Stop it, 035. Be more specific.

[SCP-035 lets out an exaggerated sigh]

SCP-035: Why can’t a mask just have a regular talk with a researcher? All I want is a friendly chat! Besides, you’d get some free time whilst we’re busy…

Warren: If we do allow you to converse, you will only be allowed 30 minutes maximum with routine questions.

[SCP-035 laughs]

SCP-035: That’d be grand. Well, what’s on your mind today?

  Your heart was beating out of your chest, fear coursing through your body. Your supervisor coughed to get your attention, to which you could only nod your head slowly to, it wasn’t like you really had a choice. Still, what did it want from you?

You didn’t get much sleep that night, to say the least.

 When the fabled day finally arrived, you were an absolute wreck. All of your confidence flew out the window and left you with sweaty palms and a looming feeling of dread. The walk to the mask’s cell was long and unnerving, the adrenaline was putting you on edge. You weren’t usually like this, but your fears got the best of you. What if they convinced you to wear them? What then? Regardless, you’d be dead either way. You cursed yourself for being a nervous wreck at the worst time, so you headed to the closest empty room you could find.

You found yourself in a break room after a few minutes of searching, the missioning around the facility already clearing out your mind. You rubbed your temples, psyching yourself up. If you did eventually become a host for the mask, you sure as hell weren’t going to make it easy. With a small pep in your step, you finally approached the area containing 035.

Warren was talking with your supervisor, just about to leave when he saw you walk in. A forced smile made its way to his face as he approached you.

“Pleasure formally meeting you, L/n.”

“Same here. Do you have a spare copy- “

Warren handed you a file, “here, make sure to stay on topic as much as possible. Oh, and the second you feel like putting him on or anything of the sort, press the panic button next to the microphone on the table.”

Him?

You nodded, reassured that you had a sure-fire way to get out. “Thanks. Do I… go in now?”

Warren turned to your supervisor, Dr. Patel, whom only nodded in response. Dry, as always. You sucked in a deep breath before checking your phone for the time, 9am on the dot. A good time to die, you thought, before a guard ushered you into 035’s cell. A male D-Class with 035 on his face looked to you and tilted his head.

You knew you didn’t look the most assertive, or dominant but you were resilient. That’s all you had going into that interview, you told yourself.

Sitting down and laying out the documents inside the file on the table, you looked back at the group of staff behind you. McAllistor, the technician, gave you a comforting smile; Warren was already out the door; Dr. Ahmad looked away awkwardly; Dr. Patel was typing away on his computer and you could see the side of a guard’s visor at the corner of the observation window. Huh, a little understaffed today. Were they the last people you’d ever see? Perhaps. Alas, you had a job to do, and you were going to do it damn well, if it was the last thing you ever did.

  //RECORDING STARTED//

L/n: Hello, 035. Ready to start?

SCP-035: Of course.

 Ooh, that voice- Did it always sound so… Smooth?

 L/n: Well, let’s get through these questions quickly.

SCP-035: Aw, I was hoping to get to know you a little better first.

L/n: Maybe another time. How would you describe your emotions today?

 Deflect, deflect.

 SCP-035: Admittedly, a little upset that you’re being so stiff with me. I rarely speak to anyone else other than [REDACTED], who’s gone off who-knows-where. Ooh, probably with his assistant- You wanna hear about that?

L/n: Uh, so you feel upset that you can’t speak with me-

 Shit. That threw you off.

SCP-035: Indeed, would you help me with that? Pretty please? You look like you need a break, you know. Look at those bags under your eyes!

 No, you weren’t going to let him get under your skin that easily.

 L/n: Apologies, 035, if my appearance is sub-par— However, I am incredibly committed to my job and I-

SCP-035: Blah, blah. Cut the canned crap. You can speak to me about it, you know, I’m a great listener.

L/n: I will be the one listening today, 035. Now-

SCP-035: You say-

L/n: 035! Stop speaking over me, unless you want this interview to be terminated?

 Assertive, dominant.

 SCP-035: Ah, of course not. I was out of line, I am sincerely sorry, dear.

L/n: It’s- It’s fine, where were we? Oh, here, I- Um…

 Nevermind. How did he manage to make you feel bad? Stupid mask, getting in your head…

 L/n: Uh, how would you describe your intentions as of late?

SCP-035: Nothing dangerous, I simply long for the stage, you know? I just miss the atmosphere! The joy! Oh, what I would do to even just watch another showing…

L/n: Thank you for not evading that question, 035. But, ah, I’m sure if you behave you’d get to-

//CONNECTION LOST//

  The breach alarms went off, making you jump out of your seat. Looking back to the observation window, you saw all the scientists being escorted out of the room by the guards. You rushed to the door…

Locked.

Slowly turning back to 035, you gave him the dirtiest glare that you could muster.

 “Unlock it. Now.”

“You know, I liked the more quiet, sweet, meek version of you-“

You mockingly mimicked his tone, “you know, I don’t give a shit. I’m not putting you on. You’ve already got a host, just leave me alone!”

“Oh, but you’re so intelligent, so innocent… Face it, you’re dead either way. There’s no way you’re making it out alive, I’ll be merciful and make it painless. Wear me, and I’ll ensure that your body gets some good mileage.”

 A small part of you was tempted to take his offer, but the rest of you was only willing to admit he was right. What chance did you have without an armed guard? You slouched, fear settling in.

“Come on…”

You felt a weight on your right shoulder. You could see his hand in the corner of your vision, but, it was cold. Long dead. You didn’t want that for yourself.

Aggressively sliding your keycard in the scanner, you bolted out the cell and grabbed the handgun on the desk.

 You let out a humourless laugh, “yeah, no. I think I’m fine.”

035 walked out his cell, scoffing as he looked at the gun in your hands, “what’s that gonna do? Is that peashooter gonna scare 106 away, huh? How many bullets are in that thing, if any?”

Biting your lip, you whined, “ahah, um, yeah… Look,” you debated internally whether you should try bargaining with this thing, “I’m not going to put you on, however, I’m willing to… cooperate in order for us to reach our separate goals. I have a level 3 keycard, which I can hand to you once I find the safety shelter. Try anything funny and I’m snapping the keycard in half.”

 035 laughed, “ok, maybe I was wrong about tough and cold L/n. Sure, we can work together, but good luck trying to resist me. I can tell you’re already a bit enchanted already!”

You snorted, “yeah, yeah. Suuuuure… Alright, you promise to keep me safe whilst I navigate through the site?”

“I assure you.”

 A part of you felt fuzzy. Damn, he was right about you already being charmed by him. Maybe… No, you weren’t going to give in. You’re using him as much as he’s using you. Right?

 “Guess I was wrong about you being an easy host.” He mumbled.

“You what?”

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049 with various types of reader

aaaaaa! i just got my first request! i’ll get working on it straight after i post this but ty anyways :’)

also sorry if this is bad, but i hope it’s a decent start!

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049 with Scientist! Reader

-          1 word: how? It’s honestly a miracle that you’re pestilence-free in the first place, let alone what he considers tolerable. Seriously, how did you manage? 049 is incredibly closed off emotionally, his obsession with curing the plague was the only thing that really made him feel anything. Someone special. That was who he needed, desperately. You made him feel, for the first time since he was a boy, clueless. Naturally, at first he thought he was ill. Or perhaps, if you were a colder type, that you had poisoned him, with some strange toxin that only acted up when he saw you. Regardless, it’d be a long and winding road until you both properly established something, if at all.

 -          I feel like he’d work best with a scientist who was either a near complete opposite to him, or someone similar. He’s very dedicated to his work, as we all know, and someone who was either capable of adding a new perspective to that, or could see through the same lens as him, would be treasured.

 -          A silent admirer, for sure. You’d have to be assigned to him for quite some time for feelings to arise, and he wouldn’t be complaining. He’d try to subtly prompt you to interview him, with concealed compliments such as “Ah, Dr. L/n seems to understand this better,” or something in the same vein as that. You’d likely then be called into his cell to interview him on a subject that you knew next to nothing about.

 -          He’d like his s/o to be a hardworking night-owl, that way he could just stare at them from the other side of the glass without anyone else around or them noticing. Saying that though, I think he’d stare for 5 seconds before turning away flustered, the mere thought of being anything more than a researcher and their lab rat enough to make his heart race.

 049 with a D-Class! Reader

-          Hah, good luck with that. You’d never enter a relationship with him, simply due to the fact that you’d only last for a month. 049 is well aware of what fate lies for you, and likely believes that it is completely just, meaning that nothing would develop on his end in the first place. Sorry to break your heart, but it’s not happening. :/

 -          HOWEVER! If you managed to live past that initial 1st month, somehow, maybe he might just start paying attention to you. Who knows, maybe there was something there after all.

 049 with a Chaos Insurgency! Reader

(I don’t think I’ve ever seen a CI! Reader before, so I thought I might try something a little different)

-          You’d meet during a breach, the worst that the site that he was on at the time had ever seen. Another Insurgency member betted a 20 on whether you would get him to join you without trying to ‘cure’ you of the pestilence, to which you stupidly agreed to. Of course, regardless of whether you were deemed sick or not, he’d still try his permanent paralysis on you, a test subject or even a new proxy would be useful, after all. Once you told 049 that your ‘organisation’ could get him as many proxies as he wanted, he was suddenly a lot more talkative. Anyways, fast-forward umpteen near-death experiences, you’d be out of the facility and making your way to the meetup point your squad leader had established a few weeks prior.

 -          On the stealth jet back, you tried finding the dude that you wagered with before the mission, only to be informed of him being MIA. Mildly pissed that you couldn’t scam him out of a 20, you decided to bother 049 in the storage unit at the back of the jet. 049 would have never guessed that he found your type attractive, but there he was, slowly becoming more and more complacent in your ‘organisation’ in order to gain your affections.

 -          He’d constantly dote over you before and after your missions, and whether you were together or not, you’d always give him the same curt nod and cheeky grin before catching up with the rest of your squad. It was a vicious cycle really, you’d come back from a mission, enjoy your time together, get a little closer only to be deployed again.

 -          In the unfortunate case in which you don’t return after a mission, 049 would realise 2 key things. The first, that the Insurgency is the off-brand version of the Foundation, the second, that it was best that he kept his heart under lock and key, lest he wanted even more emotional trauma.

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thanks for reading, feedback is always greatly appreciated!

have a nice day/night :)

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rules/requests post!

please check the description to see whether requests are open or not!

(finally updated, after over 9 months)

last update (DD/MM/YY): 22/12/21

general rules

1) no nsfw, most i'll do is suggestive.

2) no excessively vague requests. bad e.g: "can you do a scp-079 x reader?", good e.g: "can you do a scp-079 x technician! reader where they have to perform routine checks on them/it."

3) be nice? idk lol, just don't be a dick.

4) no asks that include children (so no pregnancy, parenthood, child! reader, etc.) it’s just weird for me to read/write.

5) no yandere. i’d be lying if i said i haven’t indulged myself in a little bit of yandere from time to time but i don’t think i want that sort of thing on my blog?

scps that i currently write for

*in italics are the ones that i am not confident writing for/do not know much about

SCP-035 (he/they)

SCP-049 (he/him) (as well as his -J counterpart)

SCP-079 (they/it)

SCP-106 (he/him)

SCP-166 (she/her) (i’m more confident in writing the old version, but idm writing for the new one)