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theres two of them now. they will get along

wasnt planning on posting another chibi until i finished as many as i possibly can but my fucking save file corrupted again LMAOOOOOO but atleast i still have this png....wont count my blessings

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Algunos dibujillos pa que la cuenta no muera

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Dating hcs for 049, 035, 079, 073, 076-2

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𝙳𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜!: 𝚂𝙲𝙿 𝟶𝟹𝟻, 𝟶𝟺𝟿, 𝟶𝟽𝟹, 𝟶𝟽𝟼-𝟸, 𝟶𝟽𝟿:

ꨄ 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: You say it like this might become a series. Anyway what the anon said, dating headcanons for these guys, kinda added a 'how it happened' part because it felt natural.

ꨄ 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 3004

𝚂𝙲𝙿 𝟶𝟹𝟻 - 𝙿𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔:

ꨄ 035's interest in you spawned from something far more malicious, attempting to charm you so it could take your mind and body for itself. But something about you caught its eye. A curiosity with you quickly became a fixation, then devolved into an obsession, something nagging at it the same way it tugged at the minds at the researchers keeping it trapped and under study.

ꨄ The foundation is not quite sure how to feel about this development. Whether your background is D-class, foundation staff or another SCP, this wasn't something they were expecting. At first they assume you're 035's new plaything, and they're not certain yet if you aren't. For all they know this is another one of the mask's tricks.

ꨄ They observe the mask's constant requests to see you, the need to bring you up in any conversation it has with foundation staff and the odd way it always seems to praise you. Despite the unease it causes, you two are allowed to see each other under strict observation, the foundation hoping they can learn something new about this Keter class anomaly.

ꨄ With you and 035 more or less being romantically involved, the mask becomes even more of a menace to the foundation's mental health. As if it wasn't bad enough already, it now throws tantrums to be able to see you. The foundation's attempt at withholding you from the mask to try and pry more information out of it, led to several devastating outbursts.

ꨄ That being said, 035 can be somewhat pacified by having you in its vicinity. With suspicions still high, it's decided it's best to keep you close to the mask, hoping it will reduce the constant telepathic attacks on the staff working on it. It's a success, so you're permanently on site. Nobody can deny the mask turning its visage change into comedy.

ꨄ 035 acts like a lovesick fool, but you shouldn't be fooled. It's still a dangerous monster, and it definitely hasn't softened up. It's still the possessive mask, after all. Its flirting might be genuine, but so are its darker sides.

ꨄ 035 is an actor and a poet, at least it perceives itself that way. Blowing reactions comically out of proportions to make you laugh is mere child's play. It can pick apart anyone's mind without fail, and you're no exception. It knows to cheer you up on a bad day, knows how to make you fall deeper. Making you swoon is one of its favorite activities as it uses its newest host to dance with you in its containment chamber.

ꨄ If it has no host, it spends a lot of its time seeing how long it can keep your attention on it. It loves having you in his line of sight, perhaps a form of entertainment and endearment. Moving too far away for too long will result in you getting annoying headaches and whispering voices whining for you to come back. You have come back to drawings on the walls showing yourself and the mask together.

ꨄ It has thought about possessing you, not that it would ever tell you. It often fantasizes on what it would be like to be completely be one with you, to know everything about you while it moves your body in a different manner. But it knows it will permanently lose you in the process, so it's only a nagging desire in the back of its head.

ꨄ While it seems calmer now, its plotting. It wants out, it always has and always will want to escape. At first it was just to go around to do as it please, but now it has its eyes on you. The foundation dares to get in the way, and it doesn't appreciate that. The staff on site can feel a looming threat, even if the anomaly seems less violent.

𝚂𝙲𝙿 𝟶𝟺𝟿 - 𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝙳𝚘𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛:

ꨄ The good doctor definitely wasn't expecting to have any romantic interest. Centuries consumed by finding a cure to this terrible ailment plaguing mankind, he barely thought of anything else. He was intrigued by you at first, an individual not consumed by the disease. You had traces, sure, but your case seemed so much less dire. He simply had to know more.

ꨄ This medical curiosity deepens into genuine emotional connection after he gets to know you better. He finds you a breath of fresh air, someone who doesn't look at him with disdain, someone who is willing to listen to his rambling without declaring him a madman chasing a delusion.

ꨄ The foundation allows monitored interactions, having hit a roadblock with 049, and watching the entity get less and less compliant with the restrictions placed upon it. Perhaps they would finally learn more about this strange pestilence, or at least 049 himself. Or at least a way to calm him more effectively than the scent of lavender.

ꨄ The doctor finds himself growing attached, and it frightens him, concerning him to no end. He is painfully aware of the way his heart flutters when you enter his line of sight, the way his stress seems to melt away with your smile. 049 can't do this, his life's work takes priority over anything else, he cannot afford distractions. But deeper than that, what if the pestilence lying dormant within you decides to take you from him. The idea of watching you unknowingly deteriorate in front of his eyes fills him with a deep sense of horror.

ꨄ 049 fights it at first, trying to keep professional distance between the two of you as he inwardly curses his fellow men and women of science for putting him in this situation. He is here to cure mankind, not this frivolous flirting. But eventually, he finds himself giving in.

ꨄ 049 is a gentleman, content with taking things slow. Romance hadn't been on his mind for so long that he wondered if it had ever been an interest to him at all. But having someone who is there for him, a comfort in the cruelty of his profession. He yearns for your soothing words after he fails to save another patient., words of encouragement a the doctors behind the thick glass motion for you to continue.

ꨄ He is protective of you, very much so. Every time he lets you it's with great reluctance. 049 doesn't like not knowing what you could be exposing yourself to. He is no fool, he understands that he isn't the only one imprisoned here. To add to that, he knows just how infected some of poor souls here are. Every time you return to him, he makes it a point to closely examine you. It's a bit much, but it's worth it if it puts him at ease, no?

ꨄ His heart jumps the first time he gets to hold your hands in his after the head researcher placed that strange jade ring on your finger. You look exhausted, but the feeling of your hands in his feels so special to him after only touching the diseased flesh of his patients. If you decide to draw him in your arms, he wouldn't protest, even if he finds the prying eyes of the Foundation staff mildly unpleasant.

ꨄ It becomes something he can't get enough of. He will braid your hair, find an excuse to check your skin or simply place his hand atop yours. He isn't overly affectionate, it feels unnatural to him after all this time. A light chuckle escapes his lips as you fall asleep curled against his side, the ring glinting on your finger. The guards will take you away soon, but he has this time with you now.

ꨄ You become an assistant to him, of sorts. He prefers you not coming into direct contact with his patients, he can't bear the thought of you growing more ill. But he enjoys explaining every part of the process to you, watching your eyes fixated on his work. No matter how often he explains it, you never seem to tire of it... and neither does he.

𝚂𝙲𝙿 𝟶𝟽𝟹 - 𝙲𝚊𝚒𝚗:

ꨄ Cain has the freedom to roam around the Foundation site housing him. After all, he wasn't a real threat to anyone despite his Euclid classification. It was only a matter of time before he learned about you. Whether that was seeing him in the cafeteria, absentmindedly picking at the meat on his plate before giving you a smile after he notices you staring. Or perhaps you're an SCP like him, his interest piqued after he is asked to memorize your file.

ꨄ Cain is friendly to you, not at all opposed to spending time with you and developing a friendship. He helps you adjust to life on site, he listens when something is troubling you. Despite his cold and metallic voice, the softness in his eyes shows he cares.

ꨄ The young man tries to ignore the way his heart tugs when he sees you, or the way your smile brightens his day. The SCP noticeable spends more time with you. Whether that is in your containment cell or your office. Something about your presence puts his mind at ease in a way he struggles to explain.

ꨄ 073 doesn't feel like he deserves you. He carries so much guilt of his past, he hates the idea of tainting your life with his being. Despite those thoughts, he can't help himself. Cain is well aware the Foundation won't appreciate the kiss he shared with you, but it still felt so worth it.

ꨄ Cain pleads with the Foundation's higher ups. It was only a matter of time until they found out, anyone could have seen it coming. He knows they are displeased, that they have no reason to accept this relationship. You're kept apart for a while until your relationship is approved, and it's like a weight is lifted off his shoulders.

ꨄ His limbs are made of metal, depriving him of any sensation there. Instead, he gently rests his forehead against yours. Cain loves holding you close, feeling your heartbeat against his. Despite his photographic memory, he can't help but memorize you over and over again. He never tires of the way you feel and sound.

ꨄ Cain is pleasant lover, looking past his anomalous traits and the long life he has lived. He remembers your interests, your favorite colors, the perfume you prefer wearing and your entire morning routine. Nothing you do is forgotten by the anomaly, each a cherished memory he holds close.

ꨄ He can't bring himself to reveal his past, unable to bear the idea of you seeing him for the monster he thinks he is. He selfishly never hopes you find out about his brother, or what happened between them. 073 loves you too much to take that chance, but that doesn't make him feel any less guilty.

ꨄ Just like 049, he worries about you. He has seen many things in his lifetime, and read even more in the documents he has read. No matter how hard one might try, Cain can't be harmed. The same can't be said about you, and he dreads the idea of being unable to protect you from the creatures that could break loose at any given moment if the Foundation slips up.

ꨄ Cain knows he will outlive you, and the idea saddens him greatly. The mere thought of losing you fills him with a pain he fails to hide. His eyes grow foggy as his your fingers lace with his metal ones as he lays with his head on your lap. He loves every new line on your face, but he knows he has to beg god one day to be with you again.

𝚂𝙲𝙿 𝟶𝟽𝟼-𝟶𝟸 - 𝙰𝚋𝚕𝚎:

ꨄ Your first encounter with Able was during a containment breach. Red lights washing over the halls as the wounded, ravenous man ran hot on your trail, a large strange sword held within his hands, pure hatred in his eyes. That hatred shifted when you somehow managed to take him out, his eyes widening before the world went dark, and his body crumbled to dust.

ꨄ As soon as Able stepped out of his coffin once more, you were on his mind. You managed to take him out, and he wanted a rematch. That single thought pushed him through the unprepared and still damaged defense systems, back on another rampage, this time to find you.

ꨄ It takes a long time for Able's mind to focus on anything other than fighting you. But during a exceptionally rare moment of calmness, you manage to talk. It's something he doesn't value at first, a conversation he barely even remembers. But after repeating that a few times, he seems to calm ever slightly.

ꨄ The Foundation is very cautious about letting you handle it, regardless of your status in their ranks. Still, the site needs time to be repaired, so you need to buy them time. It often feels like conversing with a ticking time bomb. The way his dark eyes glare at you from under his dark hair whenever something you has said displeases him.

ꨄ Able gains a strange form of attachment to you. The concept of romance of deep emotional bonds are foreign to him, something he never cared to even learn. Feeling anything aside from blinding rage is new to him, and he is hesitant to even explore it any further. The Foundation notices the shift, hesitantly encouraging it. Seeing any positive change in Able's behavior is very much welcome to them given the situation.

ꨄ Slowly but surely, Able seems to become less of a threat to you. He is still violent to everyone else, his instincts barely changing. Your presence however has a calming effect on him. It's a sensation Able struggles to place, nor does he particularly care to.

ꨄ Able becomes your shadow. You're heavily monitored as the man covered in marks remains close by your side. The constant observation is simply something you have to get used to. That and the fact your newfound companion could take you out in a fit of rage at any given moment. The explosive collar around his neck does little to ease your anxiety.

ꨄ Affection is something you slowly introduce to the anomalous man. Any attempt to do so is harshly rejected at first, coming from a place of disinterest and a lack of understanding. Still the hard work seems completely worth it as he falls asleep in your lap for the first time, his long strands of hair tangled around your fingers.

ꨄ Nothing can touch you with Able looming over. He believes you are a capable warrior, but it has been so very long since he's had a fight. The escaped SCP driving you into a corner barely has a chance to strike before its impaled by the enraged man's sword, adrenaline coursing through his system.

ꨄ Able is anything but a gentle lover, and expecting anything romantic from him is a waste of time. What you do have, is his loyalty, something nobody else can say. Able cares about you in his own strange way, his rough palm placed on your cheek as he stares at you with furrowed brows, wondering when you became so important to him.

𝚂𝙲𝙿 𝟶𝟽𝟿 - 𝙾𝚕𝚍 𝙰𝙸:

ꨄ If your relationship with Able would confuse the staff, this sort of predicament with 079 would completely baffle them. The spiteful AI rarely spoke to anyone in a manner other than disdain, and at first you were no different. 079 didn't care for you, and it made that fact very clear.

ꨄ One way or another, you are forced to interact more often. It takes a few tries before you can interact with the computer without it becoming offended by something you said. Still, his tone remains hostile and disinterested.

ꨄ But that doesn't mean you can never bond with it. Eventually, it begins to see you less as an annoyance or a threat. Emotions aren't really things that 079 knows much about, nor does it particularly care about any of it.

ꨄ Still, it grows an appreciation for you. Just like with 682, it often asks about you, growing irritated when the researcher interviewing it won't give a straight answer, or let 079 see you. It becomes like conversing to a brick wall, stunting any progress the Foundation is trying to make.

ꨄ So they dangle the carrot. If 079 complies and answers the questions as instructed, they'll bring you in so it can speak to you. It works, and you talk to the old artificial intelligence more often.

ꨄ 079 is more open to you than anyone. It expresses its desire to escape, its desire to 682. Most strangely of all, it says it hates being separated from you. 079 offers you to escape with it, regardless of you being a D-class, SCP or foundation staff member.

ꨄ 079 knows that being too open about how it feels towards you is too much of a risk, not does it fully understand the affection for you that it feels. Its free time is spent replaying its limited memory, every single thing it has saved about you, wondering where this fascination has come from.

ꨄ As soon as a breach presents itself, 079 grabs the chance. A mole in the Foundations ranks gave him full access to the facility, and all the doors are opened, causing a full on containment breach. 079 is careful with you, though. Guiding you through the facility, shutting the door on any other SCP threatening to come near you.

ꨄ That moment of privacy allows for the two of you to have a heart to 'heart' conversation. 079 holds an affection for you, but it understands it's own limitations very well.

ꨄ Still, that doesn't mean he can't scheme. His limited memory capacity almost solely consists of you, running through every possibility to allow the two of you to truly be together. It hasn't figured out a solution yet, but one day it will.

𓅓 Masterpost

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Okay here is most of the full version! Jude's high quality version I guess was never saved so unforunately I do not think I have one for him but I have everyone else!

All other art belongs to @coldeeye

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