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I remember by 6-11-8.

How do you guys pronounce 6118. I say six one eighteen.

#reblong #scp 6118

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Did you guys see the eclipse! That was amazing!

#eclipse #astronomy #space nerd #space

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#Hazbin hotel #helluva boss #mammon helluva boss #hazbin valentino #hazbin overlords

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I would choose…Alastor !

How do you think it is being owned by each of the overlords ((that we know about))

Alastor: We already know. Alastor is fairly generous to most of his souls, allowing them to do as they please... until he finds a way to use them. He probably has a few souls stationed in different places in Hell, helping him to ensure his power in different ways. And if he needs a soul to help him in combat (as we saw as he fought Adam), you're screwed unless he's bonded with you enough to not use you as cannon fodder.

Carmine: If you can fight, she'll train you to help keep her, her daughters, and her business safe. If not she'll probably have use for you picking up abandoned angelic steel and creating weapons. you'd be treated fairly decently, like an employee. She does, however, have a brutal punishment which she threatens to use on any who dare breathe a word of how her weapons are made, or any of her other closely-guarded secrets.

Zestiel: probably the most pleasant. He'd treat you decently and protect you, not so much out of kindness as a desire to keep his tools useful and loyal.

Vox: You'd be an actor on his shows. Oftentimes, you'd be a fake "guest" who's job it is to talk about how great he is. It would frequently fall to you to keep him stable and fluff his ego when off-camera, telling him how much better he is than Alastor. He'd be explosive and unpleasant to work for but not abusive.

Valentino: we know. And it certainly isn't pretty.

Velvette: Tbh I don't think she'd know what to do with an owned soul if she had one. You'd probably just be her servant, bringing her drinks and doing her chores while she insults you for being ugly and irrelevant.

Rosie: The good news is that she'd be perfectly sweet to you and her demands wouldn't be that frequent, so you could have your own life. The bad news is that she'd casually ask you to do things like kill and butcher people for her guests to eat.

#reblog #hazbin hotel #alastor #hazbin hotel rosie #carmilla carmine #valentino #zestiel #velvette

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Inky Reunion

Requested by: @youllallriseintheink thank you!

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He ran his inky finger down the pale yellow wall, then he dragged his finger to the left, then up. Conducting to another line he pulled back and stepped away get a full view of the drawing he had just finished. The inky drawing contains to men sitting at a table talking and having a beer. Two men…him and his old boss and lover, Joey Drew. Henry hadn’t seen him in decades. Ever since he woken up in this world…this cartoon dimension. The man he loved was the same man that trapped him in this hell.

He met Joey the first time at a bar one night. He had just moved to town after a couple years in college then realizing it wasn’t for him, when a well dressed taller man sat beside him and introduced himself to him. When Henry locked eyes with him a few seats down, he instantly got the butterflies in his stomach. Joey was handsome and charming. He noticed and bought Henry a drink. Before he knew it, they were chatting together about their goals, dreams and family. They came up on the conversation of art. Both finding out they’d enjoyed and respected the arts. Henry even showed him a few of his drawings while Joey shares his progress of his company. Before the night ended, Joey had offered him a job there. Henry having no other plans for a certain job here took the offer. He figured he’d see how it would go and he could get another if it didn’t go well. The following week they met at the studio.

Safe to say, he loved working there….because he was now stuck here. Tricked by the one he fell for.

He sighed and sat down on the floor, leaning back on the wall. He hasn’t seen Joey in decades. In fact he doesn’t even know if he still alive. He knows Joey doesn’t own the pocket dimension anymore. That old creepy guy, Wilson, does. Since then he and so many others has been locked up in the pit. Sammy Lawrence in the one to his right. Where was Joey?..?

He often wondered this for hours every day and imagining different scenarios of where he is and what he would do. Even though he despised Joey for doing this to them all, Henry still vary much loved him.

His thoughts were interrupted by the door bursting open in the hallway of the pit. Like the other creatures that were locked up here, Henry went to the window to see what was going on. His mind couldn’t comprehend what his eyes were saying. Wilson’s goons were dragging Joey Drew into the pit. He looked old, dirty and defeated. Clearly he had lost his control of the dimension.

The two goons dragged Joey passed his cell , down the hallway. Joey looked beat up and Joey couldn’t help but feel sorry for but especially as the two locked eyes with each other. Henry could see the look in his eye. The shock of seeing Henry and a bit of fear of what would happen to him. He knew everyone hated him after what he did to them.

Henry watched as they threw him in the cell next to him but didn’t say anything to him.

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It wasn’t Intel the 3rd day before he got the nerve to talk to Joey. He stepped up to the corner they shared. “Joey…..hey are you ok?”

It took a moment before he replied back. “Henry?….is that you?”

“Yes…yes it’s me, Joey” Henry replied as he sat down.

His It was silence between them for a good while that Henry almost gave up on it before he heard it. “I’m sorry, Henry…”

He couldn’t even believe what he was hearing. Joey was sorry…? He never was sorry before…? Was this a trick?… Henry sighed in relief and leaned on the wall In thought.

“I know Joey …” he whispered after another moment.

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Henry couldn’t sleep that night. Not because of what Joey had said. But because of what he was doing. He sound like he was passing back and forth. After what felt like an hour Henry rolls his eyes and headed to the corner* Joey. What are you doing?” He hissed. “The walls are paper thin”

“Henry? Oh I’m sorry I didn’t mean to keep you up…” he said after a moment. “I’m just worried about Audrey” he mentioned. “She’s out there alone fighting Wilson. We need to help her…”

Henry was surprised by Joey and how he actually wanted to help her. But he was right. Could he be acting nice to get help out?…. Maybe, but at th this point why act? “You really wanna help her?….”

“I do….” Came Joey’s voice though the wall. “I know I done terrible things… and I regret it. I want to make things right….better for you all….for my daughter…”

Henry nodded. “Alright ….but how are we going to get out of here?”

Just then they he heard a knock on the window next to him. There he found bendy, smiling up at him and gives him a wave. “Bendy….of course. He’s the way out” Henry mumbled then knelt down. “Hey Bendy. Can you help us out?”

Bendy nodded and opened both of their doors. When Henry saw Joey he felt hopeful now. Joey smiled at him and waved him over. “Let’s go. We have to help her and I got a plan”. Then he and Joey went off.

#bendytheinkdemon #joey drew studios #joey drew crew #joey drew #henry stain #henry x joey #bendy the dancing demon

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I should make a Alagadda story

#scp foundation #scp 2264 #alagadda scp

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New Alagadda scp! 8701!

#scp 8701 #scp 2264 #alagadda scp #scp 701

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Wh

#scp foundation #scp 106 #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor

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Alastor stop cheating lol

Late UNO night 🦌🍎

#reblong

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Awww. So cute! The Bracken Deserves pets. :3 amazing art!

I promise I'll draw the other creatures again its just rn Im oughehshfgjhg

#reblog #bracken #lethal company #nutcracker

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Maybe.

#reblog

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#hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #overlords #valentino #hazbin hotel rosie #hazbin hotel vox

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I just finished Hazbin Hotel and I need more!

#hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #alastor

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Just the old man and 049-2

#scp 049 #scp 049 2 #scp 106 #scp foundation #scp zombie

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I love that the Bracken is an alien.

#the bracken #bracken #lethal company bracken #lethal company #I love aliens

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Bracken hugs!😄👽

Can the Bracken get a hug. I think he just wants a hug

hug your local murderous alien

#reblong #lethal company #bracken #flower man

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The Cult Of The Doctor

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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.

———

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

#scp 049 #scp foundation #scp researcher oc #scp researcher #scp d class #scp plague doctor #scp cult #cult