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Look at Me Like I’m Your Forever

So I remembered about that soulmate AU with johndave and heterochromia and it was GREAT and I want to do it to! Also @imagining-a-supernatural-life and i were talking about soulmate au’s so …

Multiple parts yo!!

Word Count: 682

“What’s a soulmate?”

“Oh, [Y/N], it’s like a best friend…but more,” their mother sighed, “I can’t wait until you find yours.”

“You think Dad’ll like them?”

“Of course. No matter what.”

“How…how will I know it’s them? I’m scared.”

“Don’t be, darling. Your right eye is your own and your left is your soulmate’s. Your eyes will change to match when you only realize that it’s your own eye staring back at you.”

“Mom, that made no sense,” [Y/N] stuck their tongue out and ran off to play in the backyard.

“It will someday. Don’t you worry.”


[Y/N]’s childhood was sleepy; everyday dragged on and nothing really interesting happened. They weren’t all that popular, preferring to just sit among the crowd and wait until something, someone, crossed their path.

For the past few decades, [Y/N]’s eyes had stayed that same [e/c] and candy green.

 If they had to be honest with themselves, they wished their own eyes were that vibrant shade.

Sometimes they’d find themselves aimlessly dreaming of the happy future everyone wished for; growing old with that special someone and just living.

[Y/N] sat in their forensics file class, desultorily doodling on the corner of the notepaper when the teacher called them up to make their way to the office.

“Oooooo,” [Y/N] drawled, “looks like this safe kid isn’t that safe after all!”

“Dude, shut up. You haven’t even found your soulmate because you’re too much of a pussy to go out in the world and find them,” someone in the back shouted. 

“Wha-What! N-No I’m not!” [Y/N] huffed, jogging out of the classroom. “I’m not a safe kid. I’m just cautious.”

“Miss? You called me to the office? I’m [Y/N] [L/N]?”

“Oh yes. Come dear, some officer would like to speak to you.”

“Uhm, alright then…” Had they finally been caught for stealing those candies and alcohol from the store in high school? Or maybe that-

“Are you [Y/N] [L/N]?” [Y/N]’s trail of thoughts were broken as they muttered a quiet ‘yes.’

“I am agent Jerry Wanek and I’m here to see if you have any information on a murder that happened in ‘10? These files here say that you have been a witness,” he said, pulling out an ID card. [Y/N] didn’t have the heart to tell him it was upside down.

“Well maybe. I don’t recall any murder then…” 

“Are you sure? Take some time to think about it and call me if you do. Here’s my business card.”

“Thank you Mr. Wanek,” [Y/N] stared down at the card, glancing at the tall male before them. Like, incredibly tall. He gave a brief smile before walking out.

Instead of returning to class, [Y/N] opted to stop by their favourite coffee shop to think about what just happened. The walk wasn’t very long, but it did offer some peace of mind.

This was [Y/N]’s hometown; born and raised her. Nothing exciting ever happened here, that they knew for sure. Yes, there were a few robbers and trivial scandals, but nothing big enough that the FBI would investigate something that happened in 2010. For Christ’s sake! That was seven years ago! They picked up their coffee and dialed a familiar number. 

“Love?” 

“Hey Mom. I’ve got a question for you?” [Y/N] asked, pulling out a pen and some paper.

“Sure. What’s up?” 

“Was there ever a murder in 2010? Some kind of big murder I guess. An FBI guy just was questioning me about it. He says I’m a witness but I don’t remember it at all…”

“Well. This is shocking. I was hoping we would never have this discussion.” 

“What? Why? What happened?”

 “[Y/N]. You weren’t just a witness,” she paused, “you were one of the victims.”


!!!!! 

Part 1 | Part 2 | 

rant time

THERE ARE OVER 3000 SCPS AT THIS POINT THERE ARE SO MANY OtHER SCPS THAN SCP 682 SCP 049 and SCP 035 Scp 076

FAM
FAM PLEASE I BEG OF YOU PLEASE DO NOT LIMIT YOUR SHITPOSTING TO JUST MAINSTREAM SCPS

WE LITERALLY HAVE MULTIDUDES OF SCP CHARACTERS
DO NOT LIMIT YOURSELF TO JUST CLEF KODRAKI AND BRIGHT

PLEASE WE HAVE SO MUCH MORE TO OFFER 

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The Beluga whale- Or, as most of you call it ‘SCP-682’

Yep, we’re doing one of those information/fact things again! I’ve been digging around and found some interesting bits to share with everyone. 

The beluga whale we’re focusing on today was washed up about 5,000 miles east of Moscow (Russia). It was found by soldiers stationed on Russia’s far-eastern territory. Later on, it became known as the 'Moscow Monster’, and was mistaken for a washed up Plasiosaur. 

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The corpse found was approx 20ft long! The carcass was taken away by Russian Special Services for 'in-depth studies’. Years have passed since and no one has heard a thing about where the carcass went.

No, that is literally it! I do not have anything else on this thing! It’s /gone/

Here is what it would have looked like alive: 

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Such a cutie!

if the scps had blogs
  • 049: runs a blog dedicated to medical trivia, surgery demonstration videos and posts links to their streams of Surgeon Simulator. Sometimes does lets plays of other games. pretty nice to most of their followers too
  • 035: shitposts and has tons of followers, is always the one to add that Witty Comment™ to a text post and it can range from being hilarious to fuckin stone cold as shit
  • 096: Rarely posts, rarely answers asks due to anxiety, reblogs body positivity posts. vagueposts a LOT. gets flustered and sappy when literally anyone sends them a nice ask tho
  • 079: retro video game aesthetic blog, likes Vaporwave and is really fuckin mean to their followers like why are they so salty?? we just don't know
  • 106: has a main and sideblog, main one he just spews things not too dissimilar to Dril posts, the second being his fetish/aesthetic blog full of guro, cute girls, and sometimes just straight up real gore he posts himself. replies to asks with unsettling emojis and is just generally uncomfortable to interact with
  • 173: default theme, default icon, no title, only has one post that says "cvxvvdvdmnhjhn" because they just punched the keyboard and pressed post
  • 682: anti SJW blog, literally no one cares what they have to say. goes out their way to harass people and shitposts bad memes. unironically likes Shadow the Hedgehog music
  • Item: Dr. Clef
  • Tissue Test Record:
  • N/A
  • Termination Test Record:
  • SCP-682 introduced to testing area. Dr. Clef introduced to testing area. Dr. Clef and SCP-682 stare at each other for approximately three minutes. Dr. Clef slowly backs out of the testing area as SCP-682 continues to stare. Dr. Clef attempts to open door of testing area. Door of testing area determined to be locked. Dr. Clef reportedly uses several loud expletives, and then attaches an unknown device to the door, keeping his eyes on SCP-682 the whole time. SCP-682 continues to stare. Dr. Clef detonates a small plastic explosive charge on the door, causing a containment breach. SCP-682 continues to stare. Dr. Clef engages emergency secondary lockdown doors and declares a partial containment situation. SCP-682 does not react. Dr. Clef proceeds to experiment observation center.
  • Two minutes later, SCP-682 somehow kills Dr. ███████, the project head, by broken neck caused by blunt force trauma against the control panel, despite remaining in the testing area.
  • Notes: This is the official story and we're sticking to it. The alternative, that someone tried to murder Dr. Clef by deliberately putting him in the same room as SCP-682, is completely inconceivable. O5-7
  • Reminder that the Foundation tried to feed Clef to 682.