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trashyswitch · 6 months
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Day 21: New Discovery
SCP-053 and SCP-682 get a rare, second chance to play together and learn from each other. While they interact, the SCP staff members and personnel are able to learn lots of new things about these anomolies.
Another SCP Foundation fanfic! Hope you enjoy!
D-Class Personnel are in the observation unit accompanied by General  ███, General ██████, and Dr. ██████████. Though the D-Class Personnel are new, General  ███, General ██████, and Dr. ██████████ have observed behaviors and responses to SCP-682’s body before. (See [REDACTED] For more details.) SCP-053 is released into SCP-682’s containment area. She is timid and nervous at first…only changing to surprise when she darts her eyes towards the door as SCP-682 is introduced into the room. 
SCP-053: “Kitty!” 
SCP-682 appears unsure. Though they have met once before in the past, This is SCP-053’s first time speaking to SCP-682, which may have, in turn, made SCP-682 unsure how to react. 
SCP-682: (tilts head) ...Kitty? (blinks) Am I a kitten to you?
SCP-053: Yes! Kitty, kitty, kitty!
SCP-682: (places head down) Hmm…
SCP-053 walks up to SCP-682 and hugs his nose. She looks thrilled to see him. SCP-682 appears to let out a huff of air from his nose. This in turn, makes SCP-053 giggle. 
SCP-053: Hehehe! Tickle tickle! (scratches SCP-682’s chin) Scales! Like adi-gator! 
SCP-682: (visibly smiles) Hmm? Alligator? 
SCP-053: Uh huh! 
SCP-682: You think I am an alligator? 
SCP-053: Mm hmm! gi-NORMOUS adi-gator! HUUUGE!
SCP-682: (chuckles) I am gigantic. And I am indestructible. 
SCP-053: In-dith-ru-cut-ble! (Her attempt to say indestructible?) 
SCP-682: I have made friends with artificial intelligence. Do you know what that is? 
SCP-053: (shakes head) 
SCP-682: It’s complicated. 
SCP-053 walks up to SCP-682’s long hair, and feels it. She laughs and feels it again before bringing her hand back and staring at her slightly covered hand. 
SCP-053: Hehe! It’s sliiimey! 
SCP-682: What are you doing? 
SCP-053 appears to be unbothered by the ‘slimey’ hair, and starts to braid it. We were previously unaware of SCP-053’s ability to braid hair. The descriptive word used to describe SCP-682’s hair is recorded in 682’s file. 
SCP-053: (finishes braid and looks at it) Pwetty!
SCP-682: (surprise) P-Pretty? 
SCP-053 ties up the end of the hair follicle. To our amazement, the reptile’s braid stays in. This appears to excite SCP-053, who squeals and claps her hands…only to immediately grab more hair nearby and start braiding it too. SCP-053 spends the next 30 minutes braiding the front hair sections. At 3:41pm, SCP-682’s left front side is messily braided. Due to the braids, SCP-682’s  eyes are vaguely visible. 
SCP-682: Fascinating…I can see you better. 
SCP-053: (gasps) Eyes! (pushes braids out of the way and touches the left outer eye) So pwetty!
SCP-682: (smiles) What color is my eye? 
SCP-053: Yellow like the sun awound a dark black circle. Like midnight! 
SCP-682: (chuckles) I see. So dark pupils like the night sky? 
SCP-053: Darker. And no stars. Just black, black, black. 
SCP-682: Interesting…
SCP-053: (opens her own eye with her fingers) What color are my eyes? 
SCP-682: (hums, looking closer)...I think they are brown…like tree bark…or perhaps…mud. 
SCP-053: (Smiles excitedly, walks up and places her hand on his jawline.) Do you like scwatchies? 
SCP-682: S-Scratches? 
SCP-053: (nods head) SCP-682: I…don’t know. I am rarely touched in a soft manner such as that. I am only ever injured. 
SCP-053: (immediately turns sad) Do…you want scwatches? SCP-682: (blinks)...Uhhh…Sure. 
SCP-053 quickly grows excited as she starts scratching under the left side of his jaw. This action appears to have caught SCP-682 by surprise, as the SCP is seen widening his one visible eye and lifting his tail a few feet off the ground. 
SCP-682: What is this? I…feel good. I feel…really good. (raises tail up higher) 
SCP-053: Oooh! adi-gator puppy! Scwatchies for the adi-gator puppy! 
SCP-682: Yes…I like this. It feels nice. Keep going. 
SCP-053 starts scratching with both her hands. This appears to make SCP-682 raise his head slightly higher, as if telling her to scratch further under his chin. SCP-053 seems to understand this, and allows her hands to follow in his direction. 
SCP-682: Yes…I love this. Haha. This is wonderful. I feel good. I feel very good. (wags tail lightly) Hahaha!
SCP-053: (giggles and scratches towards the front chin) 
SCP-682: Haha! Hahaha! K-Kid! That- Hahahaha! Tickles! Hahaha! Stop! 
SCP-053: Tickle tickle, adi-gator puppy! 
SCP-682: Hahaha! Hohold on! That’s not- Gahahaha! (wags tail vigorously) P-Please stop! Hahaha! P-Please! Bahahaha! 
SCP-053: Okay. (moves hands over to lower jaw) No more tickles. Just scwatchies. 
SCP-682: Haha…haha…Yes. That’s better. Scratches are good. Good scratches. 
SCP-053 appears content and happy to give SCP-682 what he wants. 
At 4:05pm, SCP-053 becomes bored and begins looking at SCP-682’s claws with intrigue. Why she’s looking at his claws is uncertain. Though personnel are hesitant to let SCP-053 touch him, SCP-682 appears compliant and docile. He watches her as she places her hand and outstretched fingers on top of SCP-682’s claw. 
SCP-053: Big claws…like a big kitty. 
SCP-682: Alligators have big claws too. And webbed feet like mine. 
SCP-053: I have person hands. Tiny people hands and tiny fingernails. 
SCP-682: Do you have toes? 
SCP-053: Ya! (takes off sock) See? (wiggles toes) 
SCP-682 appears to walk up to SCP-053’s bare foot. Personnel quickly begin to abort the mission before SCP-682 decides to devour the little girl. But all personnel stop in their tracks when they hear laughter. 
SCP-053: Hahahaha! Hahahaha- HAHahahaha! (taps ground) W-Wahahait! (slightly pulls foot back) Nahahahat the tohohohoes! (leans head back) Hahahahahahehehe! 
SCP-682: Hmm… (sniffs foot) I see. 
SCP-682 appears to open his mouth slightly, but the personnel find it hard to tell what SCP-682 is doing to her foot. Whatever SCP-682 is doing, seems to be making her cackle with laughter. 
SCP-053: HAHAHAHAhahahaha! BAHAHAhahaha! NOHO MOHORE! PLEHehehease! 
SCP-682 appears to listen to her request. SCP-053 is left giggling on the floor while SCP-682 is looking at her with what appears to be concern or worry. 
SCP-682: Are you okay? 
SCP-053: (giggling, breathless) Y…Yeah…’m okay. (sits up) I tickled you, you tickled me.
SCP-682: Yes…I suppose that was how it went. 
SCP-053: Hug? (opens arms) 
SCP-682: (thinking)...sure. One more hug. 
SCP-053 hugs SCP-682’s nose again. SCP-682 seems unbothered by this action. Rather, he looks content to be given a hug by a child. Personnel are left scratching their heads by such gentle actions…which are being provided by a creature who is classified as Keter class. Dr. ██████████ continues to document these new findings. 
After SCP-682 falls asleep in the containment unit, SCP-053 is instructed to move towards the exit door of the containment unit. She appears reluctant at first. But she soon complies and walks out of the room, not without giving him a kiss on the beak. When SCP-053 exits the room, sounds of growling and grunting from SCP-682 can be observed. SCP-682 becomes aggressive and manic, shouting for the child to come back. But Personnel in Containment suits bring SCP-053 back to her room. 
Notes: SCP-682 was observed smashing into walls and shouting for hours after 053’s exit. Though there were no casualties, we fear what will happen if SCP-682 and SCP-053 meet again. Meanwhile, SCP-053 has been observed crying in her cell, off and on for 2 days. She appears distressed and sad to have left her new friend alone. Though this second interaction with SCP-053 helped Dr. ██████████ learn more about both SCP’s, it is highly unlikely a repeat interaction will occur in the future. 
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onewomancitadel · 2 years
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It really is like it is in reverse, it's actually sort of shocking.
Lovers to enemies -> enemies to lovers.
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jessicanjpa · 2 years
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(Another snippet from Demetri's POV of New Moon. He's taken Edward out of mind-reading range while the Three consider his request.)
The waitress left, walking backwards as she stared at me. Edward was miserable enough that she didn't give him a second glance. We sat in silence until she returned and set down our drinks with a flourish. He waited until she was gone to speak.
"Aro doesn't want the responsibility of having given the order to kill me," he said quietly. "He was worrying what Carlisle would think. He was hoping you would take some initiative and do it yourself, while we're out. Then he could blame you, and Carlisle would understand it was sort of an accident... a miscommunication."
I laughed once, shaking my head. "Nice try." I picked up my coffee, warming my hands on the ceramic vessel.
"So, in other words, you're not willing to take the fall for your master's sake? He must be overestimating your loyalty, then…"
My smile faded with my amusement; this was going too far. "I might have believed you if you had come up with it earlier," I said quietly as our waitress walked by again. She was watching me, and walking by more than she needed to. "But you really are a rotten liar."
A faint smirk pulled at one side of his mouth as he looked down at his coffee; the closest to a smile I had seen yet. "Hmm. I'm used to having more success than that."
I slammed down my cup, leaning back in my chair. "Well, really, Edward, that's because you're used to playing with humans all the time, isn't it? It's a miracle that you even found yourself a mate in the first place!"
His cup shattered in his hand, and the waitress ran back over to us. She blotted the table with a fluffy towel and offered paper ones to Edward, whose shirt was now drenched. He didn't even look up at her.
"Bella was human," he whispered, wincing as her name crossed his lips. His whole body was tensed now, his trembling hand curved as if it was still holding the cup.
Well, this was interesting. I hadn't even considered that particular downside to spending time with humans all day long. He must have killed her himself, one way or the other. No wonder he was so miserable—and no wonder he wasn't out avenging her death. I looked up, waiting for him to deny it.
He didn't.
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(full chapter: FFN / AO3)
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egophiliac · 21 days
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roll out the red carpet guys we're going to the SHAFTLANDS
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kittykatninja321 · 7 months
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Biggest pet peeve in fics that write a remix of Jason and Bruce meeting is when they make Jason super timid and afraid of Bruce. Girl Jason did not hesitate for a second with that tire iron:
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beif0ngs · 5 months
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BLUE EYE SAMURAI
I never said I was a samurai, you did. I’m on the path of revenge. There’s no place on it for love or friendship or weakness.
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zosanbrainrot · 4 months
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this is how I see them
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valleydean · 9 months
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you all listen to me and listen good! castiel and aziraphale may both be fallen gay angels who averted the apocalypse and are in love with a car dude but they are fundamentally different! aziraphale is sitting there eating his little tea and crumpets with caviar or whatever while reading pride and prejudice and listening to chopin's nocturnes. cas is eating gas station nachos, covered in blood, in his pick up truck belting out christina aguilera's part in lady marmalade they are not the same!!
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usereddie · 5 days
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this buck with this tommy <3
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steamclouds · 18 days
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Local drow absolutely delighted by the weird furred creatures that roam the surface
Cue an "Everyone Approves" joke
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ominouspuff · 2 months
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Continuing this fix-it AU where Commander Fox springboards off the deep end into a full-on rebellion, featuring unlikely allies belatedly finding out they are allies far too late to stop being allies but then again it’s never too late not to throw a terrifyingly destructive fit about it (Maul)
Close-up’s under the cut
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claraoswalds · 6 months
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The Girl Who Died // Hell Bent
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ihatebrainstorm · 11 months
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[Seat Belts Everyone!]
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The Magic Lost Light- *gets shot by Perceptor*
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sesamenom · 4 months
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Gil-galad Variations, featuring all the gil galad theories i've encountered.
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equill · 2 months
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He didn’t, but someone else did.
(Road to Ninja AU inside an AU.)
Comic 2: Forgiveness on both sides
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White Tulips
Extra: Breaking & Entering (it’s for a good reason)
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leseraph · 2 months
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OH I'M ILL
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