#I can't get a band-aid on it due to it's location

[homicidal-wife]

My cat ran over my fucking toe lmao

[arctic-shard]

Outer Child, chapter 6

( We've survived the Ambassador. Combs continues to be not paid enough for dealing with these people. For those of you who just came in, 035 has been calling itself 'Amica' today. )

Outer Child, chapter 6

Warnings: none

Words: 1400~

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A Foundation doctor had splinted Victoria's hand with the proper supplies, applied a cream to her neck to soothe the rope burn, and let her write a note for Usher telling her to check the security footage. Then they put her in a temporary containment room in the medical lab and Victoria went back to sleep.

Victoria woke up pinned down by toddlers, the Doctor on her left and Amica on her right. She'd insisted on keeping them with her - she didn't like the idea of leaving them alone, or with someone who didn't understand them, and what if the Ambassador came back? Not that she could do anything to the Ambassador but she felt she had to try.

There was something on her neck. Victoria got her arm free from Amica and reached up. No rope, just band-aids. The Doctor had struck again. Have to tell Combs that the Doctor's bag was affected as well …

But that would need to wait, as Amica and the Doctor noticed she was awake. They immediately got into her face, excitedly telling her … something. With the two of them going at once, it was just a babble.

"Move back, let me sit up," Victoria told them, pushing herself up on her elbows, wincing when she automatically put some weight on her left hand. She sat up more carefully after that. Talking hurt as well, but there was no getting around it. "Right, you both have things to tell me. I need you to speak one at a time. Doctor, you go first."

"This place is bad," said the Doctor. His eyes narrowed. "Fake doctors. I am the Doctor. Fake doctor came in. We scared him away."

Victoria translated from toddler-speak to Doctor-speak: The doctors here don't do medicine in a way I approve of and the nurse who checked on you while you were asleep has the Pestilence. "How did you scare him away?"

Amica answered first: "I yelled at him!"

"I didn't hear you yell." I'm a heavy sleeper, but not that heavy.

"I yelled in his head," said Amica proudly. "I said 'go away' in a scary voice and he did."

Hopefully all it did was scare the nurse. The unknown anomalous object had so far seemed to have rendered Amica and the Doctor harmless, but Amica was a powerful eldritch being as old as humanity. It might not be affected as completely due to its other-dimensional nature, or it was figuring out the whole Black Lord thing very quickly. Amica was incredibly dangerous even when it could be reasoned with - if it managed to regain its power without regaining its mature mind, people were going to end up in the metaphorical cornfield.

A different nurse brought in breakfast - it looked like a sort of bland porridge and a glass of milk, but Victoria was starving and acknowledged that solid foods probably weren't a great idea with the injuries to her throat.

The nurse left before Victoria could complain that only she was brought food. Then Dr Combs walked in few seconds later. Victoria noted that the Doctor seemed, if not pleased to see Combs, at least not wary of him. He sat up a bit straighter, like a student when a teacher enters the room. Amica snuggled closer to Victoria, though it felt possessive rather than afraid.

Combs glanced at the tray. "Keep eating if you want to, West. Have the other two been fed?"

"The staff didn't bother." Amica and the Doctor didn't need to eat, they just liked to.

"I thought they might not." Combs took a couple napkin-wrapped muffins out of his lab coat pocket and handed them to Amica and the Doctor. The Doctor gave a quiet, "Merci." Amica, of course, never thanked anyone. "What happened?"

"One of 035's people appeared in my containment and attacked me to try to get at 035. I can't tell you much," said Victoria. Combs wasn't cleared for Alagadda and only knew its SCP-number, that it was an other-dimensional location, and that 035 was from there.

"Give me the redacted version. I'm your researcher - I need to know how you were hurt."

"Asshole can manifest nooses. I tried stalling it to find out more information to try to convince it not to kill 035, it only answered a question after I broke my fingers."

"You broke your own fingers." Combs just sounded resigned.

"I don't have my best ideas when I've just woken up and I'm being strangled," she replied flatly. "We all lived. I win."

"You've grown reckless since you -"

"Died?" Victoria prodded.

"Were contained," Combs finished.

"I died once already and I'm fired. I don't have a lot of reason to follow protocol if being reckless will get answers," Victoria pointed out. "I also found more questions. Doctor, can you show Combs your bag?"

The Doctor rustled around in itself for a few seconds and the small doctor's bag appeared in his sticky hands. "It's changed as well," said Victoria. "Did the staff give you the band-aids and popsicle sticks they took off my hand, Combs?"

"Yes. They said your hand had been splinted before you came down here."

"That was 049's work," said Victoria, and also pulled the collar of her pyjamas aside briefly to show more band-aids on her neck. "So not only does it still have at least some of its medical knowledge, the items in its bag have changed. I helped clean out his bag in SCP-1230, I know for a fact he didn't have raven band-aids or popsicle sticks. Maybe he stole them during a breach since, but I've never known him to use stick-on bandages at all."

Combs frowned pensively. "More of the unknown anomaly rendering him harmless?"

"I think so." She turned back to the Doctor. "Doctor, could you get me a -" Victoria almost said 'scalpel', but didn't want something that dangerous in such a small hand, and quickly substituted, "- pair of scissors?" That wasn't quite as bad, but still something child-unfriendly.

The Doctor opened his small bag, reached in, and retrieved a pair of child's safety scissors. He held them up to Victoria. "Good job. Thank you." Then to Combs, "He definitely didn't have those before."

"Maybe it's because he thinks like a child that he can only withdraw child-type items."

The question went unasked - Combs knew it was dangerous to reach into the Doctor's bag. A D-Class had died trying on a test. Victoria said, "I've used his bag before. I know the trick to it." Then, "Doctor, may I use your bag?"

It was handed over. Victoria reached in. She knew the Doctor owned a dozen scalpels. She pictured the one she wanted in her mind, knowing it was in there. Her fingers closed around a thin handle.

She withdrew her had from the bag. She was holding a plastic butter knife. "It was supposed to be a scalpel," she said, giving it back to the Doctor so he could put it away.

"So everything about him, including the objects in his bag that are not part of him, have been rendered harmless," said Combs.

"I know it's only been a day, but do you know anything about the research on the new object?"

Combs shook his head. "I don't know. It was taken to another Site."

"What?"

"The same Site as the affected humans. Or would you prefer the testing be done on 049 and 035 rather than D-Class and the Serpent's Hand agents that were affected?"

Victoria let her anger out in a long breath. At least some of her anger. Combs was right. The Foundation wouldn't want to risk damaging their contained entities. "As long as they're researching it and not just zapping other dangerous entities with it willy-nilly."

"Willy-nilly," Amica repeated, amused. It flopped backwards into her lap, having been ignored long enough. "I want another muffin."

"I only brought the two," Combs told it.

"I want another muffin," Amica repeated forcefully. Combs eyes glazed over, but only for a second before he blinked the compulsion away.

"Amica, don't be demanding," Victoria told it. Then to Combs, "I don't know if 035 is using its abilities on purpose or not. If the theory that the unknown object made it harmless is true, you're in no real danger, but you might end up being forced to bring it snacks."

Combs nodded. "I'll talk to you again once the medical staff let you go and 035 and 049 can be distracted."

[fictionalhubbydreamer]

This is my OC im featuring. Also Luna is my main OC that in certain ways represent me.

This is how they first met. This is first the Rise AU

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It was a rainy winter morning, the city was getting ready for this joyous season. Only not everyone celebrated this season like everyone else.

Luna was sitting at her window, her chin resting upon her folded arms staring out in the distance watching the now sift rain trickle down the window. She was again left alone at home, while her parents go on a business trip. Her sister was studying abroad with her art course, regardless still checks in on Luna.

-Meanwhile over to the boys-

Leo was fooling around, even though it was a mission. Raph finally lost Leo due to of course the portal malfunctioning. The portal lead to another location all together!.

Raph sighed:"Great just great! Raph just can't get a break!. Ok D where he at?."

Don:"According to my calculations and the subcutaneous tracker-....ok fine I put a tracker on him you welcome. He is on the other side of town. Sooo follow me."

Mikey was worried, but nonetheless followed his brothers.

-Over at Luna's home-

A sudden crashing in the living area made her jump, falling flat on her back. After a second she grabs her baseball bat and goes downstairs to see who or what was downstairs. Only once she flicked the lights on, what she found was Leonardo flat on his face in her living area. To say she was confused was and understatement, then tossing the bat aside decides to go get the first aid kit in the kitchen.

When things couldn't get weirder, as she was now standing on a foot stool to grab the first aid kit then more chaos ensued. The sound of her windows been crashed through made her jump right off the foot stool. Only she thought she was gonna land on the ground, due to forgetting she was on a foot stool to begin with.

Snapping out of her shock, to her absolute surprise she was in the arms of what appeared to be a turtle?. Her mind then reminded her that her yelp from fright may have alerted him, and three others including the surprise visitor. Deciding not to embarrass herself any further, pulled the hood of her jacket over her now crimson coloured face.

The visitor snickered, and the orange banded turtle elbowed him.

???: Oww really Mikey? I was just having some fun.

Mikey: That "fun" lead you here from your sword malfunctioning. We don't need a portal jacking episode again!

Besides have you noticed that Raph is suddenly quiet?

Raph:ReAlLy?? Raph was just trying to make a plan! Ok Leo since you busted the plan and you the leader, you make new plan.

???: Need I remind you three dum dums that the resident of this home is in shock!, also on a side note I totally ship them you welcome.

Raph: Donnie!

Leo: pffft oh I totally see the ship about to sail.

Luna: What?- no! Why me?!

Don: Why not you?

Luna: Why you have to be so smart at times like this-

Leo: Why we all aggree the ship has finally sailed!?

Mikey: Ok Leo you better run now.

Leo: Uh oh. Welp exit stage right!

Leo then dashed out of there with Raph hot on his heels, while a confused and flustered Luna watches this.

Don: I believe since its end November, and soon to be the joyous season. This is where I drop my wishes for the best, and we will all see each other real soon, Farewell!.

Mikey and Donnie then ran after their two brothers to stop them from doing something stupid. This was what appeared to be a work of destiny. It was since then Luna was in contact with Raph, even though they were both pining idiots at first.

[Just random ROTTMNT nonsense. Writers block sucks and i had bad nights sleep. ]

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[marvelinorder]

Fantastic Four (1961) #4 recap

"The Coming of ... Sub-Mariner!" by Stan Lee & Jack Kirby

This issue starts out with the remaining 3 members of FF (if you'll remember, in our last issue Johnny quit the band) discussing going to find Johnny. Ben thinks they should just leave him to rot, but he's easily outvoted.

The gang take the Fantasticar, leaving Johnny's section behind, and then split up to search the city. Sue decides to search while invisible and continues to menace the public with no remorse. (Also just a note but I think this is the first issue where she's referred to as Sue and not Susan.)

She's not the only one to earn the title of public menace in my book, though. Reed is out here grabbing people right off their motorcycles. Does he lack the foresight to know that without a driver that motorcycle is going to wreck or does he just not care?

It turns out Johnny is with some friends working on their sports car engines, which the Thing guesses correctly. He then threatens Johnny by reminding him there's gasoline all over the garage so if his flames get out of control he'll wind up blowing up his friends. Ben actually gets a bit out of control himself, picking up one of the cars and hurling it at Johnny, reportedly in retaliation for calling him ugly before.

In the midst of it all, Ben turns back into a human, which gives Johnny a chance to escape. Tragically, his transformation doesn't last long.

Johnny flees to a "men's hotel" in the Bowery, which seems to be a somewhat seedy location. He picks up an old comic from the 1940s that has the Sub-Mariner on it, and then men there insist that an old guy who's been there a while is just as strong. They provoke him and a fight breaks out, but Johnny stops them. It turns out the guy has amnesia and can't remember who he is, so Johnny helps him out...by giving him a shave with his flames!

Meanwhile, in the name of continuing his search Reed holds a helicopter hostage. Completely normal behavior.

Sue walks right past Johnny and Namor and narrowly misses Johnny picking up Namor and throwing him into the sea to jog his memory.

When Namor returns to his undersea kingdom, however, he finds that it's been destroyed due to nuclear tests and vows revenge on the human race. Learning of this, Johnny sends up a flare and the other members of the FF rush to his aid.

Back in the ocean, Namor grabs a trumpet-horn from his ancestors and awakens a giant fish-monster called Giganto! (This guy is basically a giant whale with legs.) He leads it to the surface, where it attacks New York City and puts Johnny's flame out with his blowhole lmao. Not to worry, though, because the Thing comes up with a plan to blow the monster to smithereens by entering its mouth with a nuclear bomb strapped to his back...

Ben's mission succeeds and Giganto is blown up. Namor still has the horn, though, which means he can continue to call sea monsters. Sue tries to grab it from him, but he captures her, which leads to this interesting situation:

Namor offers to leave mankind alone if only she'll marry him. She almost agrees to sacrifice herself for the rest of humanity, but Johnny saves the day by flying upward in a spiral and creating a tornado with which he moves Namor and the sea monster's carcass back over to the deepest part of the ocean. Namor ends up dropping the horn in the ocean so he now needs to figure out a different plan for revenge, but he swears not to give up.

The End!

[tiecladartist]

Hosonaga perhaps for the character ask?

For sure! He's such a great character :) One of the first that made me go "Ooh! So I'm gonna like the character designs in this one, huh?"

(Sorry for having such a late response to this btw, some real life stuff came up and delayed my access to my computer)

Character Headcanons:

1: sexuality headcanon - Possibly straight, but I could also see him being bi and not realizing it yet. That is, until he has one of those "What do you mean? It's completely normal to wonder what it'd be like to kiss your guy friends on the lips" moments.

2: otp - I'll be honest, my brain rarely jumps to romantic ships due to me not being too interested in them in the first place, so I got nothing for this one, sorry ^_^' Maybe he learns one of his fellow officers has been flirting with him for years (and he thought they were just being polite), but once they confess he's like "!!!" and goes all in trying to be the perfect partner.

3: brotp - While I love how much he supports Ryunosuke, I honestly want this man to somehow become friends with Herlock. I can see them excitedly discussing detective stuff, swapping disguise tips, perhaps even doing an investigation together wearing homemade disguises they didn't even need to bring. God forbid they actually reach a crime scene though because between the two of them and their sticky fingers, there'd be no evidence left for a trial.

4: notp - Susato. He very much respects her and her abilities, but like... that's a child. The game tag is mostly filled with Asoryu so I don't see many other ships from the game and don't know if this is an actual ship or not, but like... no. Give me big brother Hosonaga helping defend her right to be at the crime scene investigations (Though, she'd be more than capable of doing that herself too).

5: first headcanon that pops into my head - Hosonaga absolutely hates leaving loose ends. He's the type to lose sleep over something being left unknown at an investigation, even months later. In fact, he'll sometimes go back in disguise to crime scenes to try to figure out the answer himself. This sometimes causes a bit of panic from the people working at these locations since they think he's there for a potential new crime investigation.

6: one way in which I relate to this character - I also tend to brush aside potential medical issues with a "That just happens sometimes" (took me a year to see a doctor about my ribs cracking).

7: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character - I'll be honest, despite being situationally helpful during the trials we see him in, the fact he's so passionate about disrupting crime scenes by taking evidence made me go "Sweetie no!" Like... it was fine this time, but that could cause some problems buddy! His dramatic little pose of pride is adorable though, so like a puppy wagging its tail after chewing up your favorite pillow, I can't stay mad at him.

8: cinnamon roll or problematic fave? - In the middle, but leans closer to cinnamon roll. A problematic fav wouldn't allow himself to become a punching bag to make up for a mistake he didn't even cause (Plz get him a Band-Aid for that and also his lungs)