#scp fluff

[sixsixtwenty]

Scp 049 x Reader

NOONES POV:

It was a calm evening in the foundation more calmer than you expected really, you thought you were gonna have to do more tests with researchers doing Experiments on you.

But to your luck they didn't, they let you rest and have a nice calm evening all to yourself. But you knew you're never alone

Those damn cameras in your room always bugged you, you felt like you barely have any privacy because they wanna study you 24/7 you thought.

You were casually laying on your bed staring at the ceiling thinking of what to do, you missed your friend 049. You never knew his real name but it didn't matter to you apparently.

You really appriciate his company even though of his well. Hobby. But you just let him do what he wanted, if it'll make him happy and he doesn't attack you it's all good you thought.

You started to twiddle your fingers together deep in thought as you suddenly hear one of the chamber doors opening as you saw one of the guards entering your chamber.

"Y/N L/N, you will be visiting Scp-049 again, it was requested by the higher ups because you both seem to get along quite well and he has no intentions in 'curing' you. Now get up and follow me and don't do anything stupid."

You simply nodded got up and followed the MTF to 049's chamber, well he wasn't wrong about those statements you both did get along pretty well you think. He was all chill and calm around you.

Soon you arrived at 049's chamber along with the MTF, you can already see a researcher inside the chamber as if he was awaiting you eich he probably was.

"Ah miss L/N, you're finally here. You already maybe know why you're here, so just go inside 049's chamber and interact with him"

You sighed and nodded, you were kinda tired because you hadn't gotten too much sleep the past days those tests with other scps just took a bunch of energy out of you wich just makes you wanna plop down onto your bed and hope you can sleep

With your all will power you walked inside as the door closed behind you eich cought 049s attention and looked to you giving you a small wave and greeted you.

"Greetings my friend, how are you today?" He said in a calm voice as he laid the cutting knife down that he used on one of his patients before to perform surgery.

You ignored that and simply just replied back in a calm voice aswell keeping things cool.

"I'm doing fine 049 just a bit tired, i didn't get that much sleep lately"

He then slowly walks to you and without thinking he just quickly hugs you making you flinch and panic, his hands are deadly and kill anyone who gets touched by them.

...

Wait, you were still alive? How? You didn't even know what to say as you look over at the researcher and MTF who were behind the glass window who were observing you.

The researcher was frantically scribblings notes down all fascinated as the MTF stared at you big big eyes as they looked to each other and then back at you again

It took even 049 a second to realize that he hugged you as the quickly backed off from you and his hands back behind his as he stared at you.

He was just as surprised as everyone was as the gently took his shaking hand back and carefully touched your forehead, nothing happened.

You both realized you couldn't get hurt by his power as you just pulled him into a bone crushing hug that took 049 to a surprise as he quickly hugged you back.

You were still under a bit of shock but happyness, truth is you haven't gotten many hugs in your past and nowadays you were quite touch starved.

So just suddenly getting and giving a hug just pulls out all your happyness knowing you're finally in someones arms again.

As you felt 049 hugging you tighter your face felt wet, you came to the thought it was tears but your eyes were dry. And then you realized. Those tears weren't yours but 049's

You quickly looked up at his mask where his eyes are exposed as you can see faint tear drops falling and trailing down his mask as more tears are forming at his eyes.

"049?! W-why are you crying? Are you okay? Did i do something wrong?"

"N-no my dear. I'm just so happy you didn't die.. and that. That i can give you the hug i wanted to give you before!"

You were in awe seeing him in happy tears after that nuztling into his neck as the puts his bird mask beak on your head simply just resting there.

"You're Amazing Y/N, you're quite the smart woman and you can't let yourself be stepped over just by some researchers. You're worth more my friend and i am willing to help you by protecting you and being there for you."

049 says to you still with a bit of tears in his eyes

"I-id like that 049. I'd like that." You reply with a warm smile still being a bit worried for your friend. But you knew he was somewhat fine.

In the end you both stayed there in a hug until the MTF had to pull you away until you meet again.

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SCP Scenarios: A Family (SCP 999 x Human!Reader)

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Requested by: @UndertaleDarcy15

The day you became pregnant and gave birth was the day 999 became ultra excited and happy. He’d be the best dad to have ever dad and your children would look up to the both of you. They’d try to see the good in everyone and protect them at all cost. You had 1 little boy and a girl. Both of which had a calming and cheery aura every time they’d pass any being. Not only do they have a calming aura, they were also child prodigies, meaning that they excited in their academic learning at such a young age.

“Mummy!!!! Look what I’ve found!!!” your son yelled. He was so young yet so caring, even more so when he finds stray animals and bring them back to you. 999 would sometimes reward them if they weren’t being a pain to you or of they wanted to have some sweets, bit like it’ll be that hard if they gave him those eyes. Your daughter took self defence lessons as soon as she’s of age. She wanted to protect the family as she was the eldest between her and her little brother.

“What do you want to do when you’re older?” a kind doctor questioned your daughter with such a gentle voice. “I wanna be like mummy, cuz she’s smart and strong!!!” your daughter excitedly proclaimed which made him giggle. “What about your little brother?” your daughter took a glance at her little brother and gently said, “I think he’d be like his dad more”. “And why’s that? You’re gentle like your dad too” the doctor replied with curiosity. “Because he’s more gentler...” your daughter then replied back.

You accidentally interrupted their conversation as you came to collect your children. The doctor gave you a smile and left without a word. The 3 of you went back and played around for a while with 999. The researchers all watched in awe from afar knowing that your family would help make the world a better place.

~I hope you enjoyed 😉

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SCP 106 x Short!Reader

Warning: A bit scary under the cut, but it turns fluffy in the end.

Requested by: verydeadwitch

“Lawrence? You there?” Your voice echoed through the darkness, buffeted by its many layers as you waded through them like mud. The illumination of the six candles on your cake had aided in your navigation so far, but they were unreliable and mischievous, flickering without a reason and threatening to put themselves out altogether.

The familiar scent of musk filled your nose the further you advanced down the corridor, and although you’d walked this route a hundred times before, you could never remember how long it stretched on for. Usually 106 would have come out and found you by now, but he’d made no effort to find you so far (or so it seemed).

Sighing, you continued on your journey, feet aching and stomach grumbling.

Five minutes passed. Three of the candles had melted down to the stub, unusable and useless. The remaining three lit the area only a fraction in front of you, making any surprise attack from an uncontained SCP undetectable until it was too late.

It was this thought that made you walk a little faster, but on account of how small you were, you wouldn’t be getting any closer to 106′s cell any time soon. You knew 106 would never let any harm come to you, but that only came with him actually being there.

As if on cue, a noise - similar to a broom being knocked over - resonated throughout the hall. It came from behind, and a good distance away, too. You froze. This had never occurred before, and the reason why it devastated you so was that no-one was allowed down this corridor at the same time as you. It was to be cleared out in its entirety before you paid a visit to 106, and the Foundation was always very thorough in its inspections.

You began to sweat, dreaded anticipation creeping up your spine and infecting your mind. The fact that the sound could have been caused by literally anything didn’t help you either.

You would have told yourself to stay calm - that everything was okay and it was just your imagination playing tricks on you - had it not been for the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps clamouring down the corridor in your direction.

Without thinking, you screamed, taking off in a sprint down the hallway with the cake still clutched tightly in your hands, the candles blown out. The sound neither grew nor decreased in volume, keeping its consistent pace. Somehow, that terrified you more than it being right behind you. If it were just an arm’s reach away, then you would have known escape was impossible and your death would be a quick one.

But, with the chase still in action, there was still a sliver of a chance of survival.

Unfortunately for you, there were no sharp corners for you to turn down and throw the incoming threat off-track. However, that wasn’t to say the constant stretch of the corridor couldn’t be used to your advantage.

Despite there being no light in the entire hallway, something flickered in the near distance. It was a warm glow, and although dim, provided you with a sense of hope that outshined all odds stacked against you.

The sound of the footsteps had grown closer, now just a metre away or so.

With a newfound burst of energy, you pushed your aching legs to carry you to the finish line. The area that briefly lay within the light’s expanse was revealed, and to your absolute delight, you could see a door, the light from within pooling out through a small window at the top of it.

Within just a few seconds you reached the door, though there was no knob to speak of; not even a key-card reader was positioned next to it. Panic set in again. You looked about frantically for a way to get in, but there seemed to be none.

The footsteps were deafeningly close, and they were but a second away. You couldn’t even find it in you to scream as you prepared for the impact, and instead you just screwed your eyes shut, dropping the cake and bringing your hands up to protect your head.

What will be, will be, you told yourself. You just hoped 106 would be okay on his own.

Suddenly, the footsteps...stopped.

They didn’t trail off - just stopped dead behind you. You didn’t want to turn around, for you could feel the definitive presence of another living being towering over you.

Your whole body shook, tears forming in your eyes as the silence provided you no reassurance. The presence lingered, though that’s all it was; a presence. It lacked the suffocating aura most SCPs projected, making it feel less of a threat than it seemed.

A minute rolled by, and, primal curiosity taking hold of you, you slowly lowered your arms to your sides. You opened your eyes.

In the dim light you could see a tall figure, grey in colour. It stood perfectly still, though had a slender hand outstretched as if to hold your shoulder. It was only after the adrenaline in your system had calmed that you could make sense of what you were seeing. Immediately, recognition filled you, and all the fear that filled you drained from your body.

It was 106.

You let out a choked sob of relief, losing all sense of feeling in your legs as your muscles gave out on you, causing you to fall. 106 caught you in his arms, careful not to let his hands burn you. You held onto him, trying to find the strength to stand back up again as utter joy took over.

“Lawrence! Oh thank God, it’s you!” you said, voice breathless yet filled with life. 106 looked down at you, letting out a noise akin to a purr.

“I thought it was- I thought-” you were still trying to even out your breathing, lungs still burning from the chase.

106 kneeled down to your level, still supporting your weight with his arms as you clung to him. He brought a hand up to your face, presenting his index finger.

One.

He slid his arms from yours and walked around you, melting through the door. The glow from within grew brighter, and you watched as 106 re-emerged from the room, carrying a cake lit with six candles. He wore an oven mitt on each finger as to prevent the cake from corroding, but even they were too small for his hands and the exposed skin was beginning to melt pieces of the cake.

Your heart melted, and a warm feeling spread through you.

“Aww, Lawrence, this is beautiful! Thank you so much,” you cooed, and if he had been able to, 106 would have surely blushed. He smiled down at you and presented the cake to you, willing you to take it before it turned a clump of goo.

You did so, eyes half-lidded with fatigue.

“You know, I had a cake for you, too, but it sort of...” You trailed off, casting your gaze to the crumbled mess of icing and jam beside you. 106 let out another purr, bending down to rub his head against yours.

“Yeah, I love you too,” you said, nestling your head into his shoulder. 

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