#septic-dr-schneep

[draw-the-squad-like-this]

Draw your characters like this

[sneakyfox55]

📷🎵🍪? :D

📷 What’s set as your phone’s lockscreen?

PICTURE OF MY LATE CAT, SPECIFICALLY THIS ONE, MY FAVORITE PICTURE OF HER <333333333

🎵 Last song you listened to?

GUILTY AS SIN? BY TAYLOR SWIFT!!!!! >:DDDDD

🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

AAAAAAAAAA I MYSELF AM, NOT SURE BUT HJDSGHAJGSAJHSADGJSDJDSFHGDSHJGFDSJGFHJ VR3URYW YIREU RW I ASKED SOME FRIENDS AND THEY SAID MACADAMIA NUT BECAUSE I'M "sweet and comforting and wholesome and varied in texture" :'))))????? WHA T

[the-haiku-bot]

“Egos + Onion

headlines because I was bored”

Part 3: Teeheehee

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

“Egos + Onion headlines because I was bored” Part 3: Teeheehee

[mothgodofchaos]

Tune into the madness, tune into the madness once more.

The Madness:

Upon being locked away in an underground laboratory after a major security breach, Dr. [REDACTED] slowly lost what was left of his sanity. Swimming in his own madness and copious amounts of medical supplies, he began experimenting on the nearby corpses. He began to get used to the smell of blood and the feeling of bones against his fingers, his laughing echoing through the empty halls mixed with the squelching of flesh in his hands. He was eventually rescued, but is no longer of a sound mind. The doctor massacred his rescuers, and escaped with tools in hand to experiment on the masses.

The Madness is a frightening doctor with zero fear for the world around him. Having been isolated for so long, his body no longer has a fear response and therefore cannot be intimidated away. He is a fast, ruthless killer, but will experiment on his subject alive if he can. Modern weapons and warfare show to have little to no effect, with the only applicable deterrent found being highly concentrated acid. It is still recommended that The Holder moves away quickly from him, as he can recover from this. The hope is that he will find a new target, and continue his monstrous rampage elsewhere. The Madness cannot be killed.

[kusakichan15]

Doctor on break ❄❤

[dancing-heart-pony]

August Art Prompts, Day 10: Coconut 🥥

Remember that time Schneep went on vacation?

[the-haiku-bot]

M: Okay, so – not

that bad. This felt like either

getting stabbed or punched.

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

Happy 4th Birthday to

“This is What Being Tazed Feels Like”

[graphic-hawk]

‘One, two . . . He’s coming for you’

Discover Henrik’s origin. Discover them all. Find the story on my Wattpad - graphic-hawk

Don’t repost/steal/plagiarize

[mylifeiscomics]

Something Human - Pt.3 Previous - Next

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[kabie-whump]

It’s May 1st! @whump-art-exchange day!

Here’s my drawing of one of @septic-dr-schneep ‘s OCs, Splendor! I’ve never done an art exchange before so I really hope I did him justice <3 I had a lot of fun!

[wafflezcourtney]

ANTISEPTICEYE WINS WOOHOOOOKK

I personally voted for Chase... I mean obviously

[draw-the-squad-like-this]

Draw your hijinks duo and resigned third wheel (Source)

[sneakyfox55]

I'm sorry you're feeling down right now. Sending hugs <3

;;;;;;;; thank you so much my sweet friend <333333333333

[whumpril]

Congrats to our Whumpril 2024 completionists!

Props to you for giving it your all and completing all thirty days! Give them a big hand, everyone!

@bg-sparrow

@septic-dr-schneep

@crimsonlyinglilly

@autobot2001

@sylvanfreckles

@tildeathiwillwrite

If I missed any of you because of Tumblr being dumb and not showing me your posts, I'm so sorry! Let me know and I'll add your name to the list 💖

[vixthefantheorist]

I need this in my life xD Fashion model Anti AU

Anti but he has no sense of fashion. The only thing he’s known is his black shirt and pants. He asks Chase to dress him and Chase dresses him like a child. He asks Jackie and Jackie gives him comfy work out clothes. Marv puts him in a neon suit. Jamie gives him some cool casual clothes. Henrik puts him in a different t-shirt and jeans

[mothgodofchaos]

Twins

Ever decide to play god and accidentally make yourself two sons? Then immediately go “I’m a father! I must share this with my partner!” No? Maybe Henrik is just built different then.

Mad Scientist!Henrik x GN!Reader, TW: neck injury (Anti’s throat slit) Words: 1080

Henrik had promised to show you something he had been working on today, and you decided to bring along a cake and champagne to celebrate. You know that he’s been working really hard, but it does concern you how on your calls recently, he’s seemed a little more, sporadic. But there isn’t really a nice gentle way to go “hey, I think you might need to touch some grass, your evil cackle lasted a whole ninety seconds”. The other thing that’s been killing you is that he has absolutely refused to tell or show you what he’s been working on. Something about “ruining the surprise” when waiting the majority of a year for this hasn’t been making you go crazy over it.

“Are you going to tell me what it is yet, Henrik?”

“Not yet, meine Leibe. Although I zhink you vearing blue is very fitting.”

“What does the blue have to do with anything?”

“You’ll see~!”

He’s driving you out to somewhere, the cake in your lap and the champagne between your feet. Large fields stretch out on either side of the long country road, grain moving like waves in the wind. Off in the distance, you spot what looks like a warehouse on a hill.

“Is that where we’re going?”

“Yes. Can’t be doing vhat I’ve been doing near zhe city.”

More concern. But the suspense of finding out takes your attention again. When you pull up, he insists you leave the food in the car. He pulls out his key ring from his belt, scanning a card and opening the knob with a click.

Walking in, it’s dark with a few glowing fluids in test tubes offering their soft luminescence to fight away the blackness. He flips on a few lights, and in front of you a mad scientist’s laboratory comes into view. Jars of weird specimens sit on shelves that don’t sit quite right. Lab coats with questionable stains hang on hooks on the wall. And most importantly, a giant steel vault door stands on the opposite side of the room.

“Henrik… what’s behind that door…”

“Your surprise! You vill love it.”

Somehow, you doubt that. Henrik takes your hand, eagerly pulling you over to the door and punching in the code, briefly letting go to turn the large wheel lock. The door hisses as the pressure releases, a cold mist pooling around your feet. Once it’s cleared, you see two large test tubes, with two beings floating in them.

“Surprise! Ve’re parents!!”

“WHAT-“

Henrik practically skips over to the large vats, oxygen masks covering their mouths as they float motionless in the liquid. One is significantly taller than the other, stitches covering his body. The shorter one seems, not quite human, yet is about human sized. Something about him seems a little too sharp, and bandages cover his neck.

“What- what on Earth did you do!?”

“Well, I vanted to make just one son. But zhen two sprung up from my experiments. So, tvins!”

“Be grateful I love you because otherwise I would call the cops…”

“I have no doubts!”

Henrik kisses your cheek as he walks past you, reaching for a valve on the wall. He turns it, and the liquid starts draining from the tubes. All you can do is watch as they slump on the floors of their confinements, starting to blink awake as Henrik presses another button.

“Let’s hope zhey’ll be on zheir best behavior.”

The shorter one is the first one to take off his mask, teleporting out of the tube and stumbling into a table as he tries to stabilize himself.

“Anzhony, I haven’t dried you off yet. Get back in and you’ll be less vet.”

“Shit… right…”

He stumbles back in, using the door this time as Henrik presses another button, a high speed fan blow drying your two “sons”. The taller one takes off his mask, punching the door and shattering it before stepping out.

“Now zhat vas unnecessary…”

“Sorry…”

Anthony stumbles out again, scratching at the bandages on his neck as he nearly collides with his brother.

“Anzhony, vatch your step. You nearly ran into Robbie.”

“He’ll be fine, he’s like a fuckin’ brick wall.”

Robbie grunts in agreement, setting a hand on Anthony’s shoulder to stabilize him.

“T’anks…”

“So how does one “accidentally” create two sons…?”

“Oh! I vas trying to build Robbie over zhere, but zhe spirits from zhe bodies I was using weren’t happy. So zhey kind of, combined togezher and possessed one I had not dissected yet. Poor Irish lad zhat got his throat slit.”

“That explains the accent. But he isn’t trying to kill you, despite the spirits being angry?”

“He tried once, before his system settled.”

“That’s less comforting than I think you realize.”

Henrik only laughs as you process this. Anthony rubs his temples, still a little woozy from just waking up. Robbie, the giant that he is, just seems to tower over you, observing. The three of you are escorted back out into the main lab by Henrik, and his comment from the car finally clicks.

“You were making a gender reveal party joke.”

“Oh good, I vas zhinking of the right zhing.”

That gets a laugh out of Robbie, who rummages through a locker for something. He passes Anthony a hoodie and ripped jeans, putting on a striped shirt and sweatpants himself. If you didn’t know better, you’d say they look just like teen boys, spare the extra features.

“Huh, I really am a parent now. Well, does anyone want cake?”

“OH FUCK YEAH!”

That’s the most energetic you’ve seen Anthony this far, even surprising his brother with how fast of a turn around he managed.

“Easy, don’t need you hyped up on sugar, Ants.”

“Big ol’ zombie afraid of a demon lad?”

“I could throw you out that window right now.”

“Boys.”

The three of you turn to see Henrik sipping out of a coffee mug, somehow already looking like a tired father.”

“Sorry…”

“Zhat’s better. Let’s go get cake.”

You all sit in the back of Henrik’s truck, laughing as you catch up the boys on what life out in the outside world is like, popping the champagne and drinking out of beakers Henrik managed to scrounge out of storage. It’s a weird family to get used to, but you have zero qualms with it.