You are a new scp they call you the witch doctor, but this book I did is a piece of . . . And I also need to redo this story ._.

(Y/N) just got accepted at a new job at the SCP Foundation, She got to work at the Euclid class. But before she had a normal life, reading about the medieval plague. But mostly watching the beginning of Wonder Woman again and again to study how much poison gas would actually kill a person. But also that (Y/N) is very used to not getting noticed, being the shadows, and scrolling through YouTube and eating chips. (Y/N) also as a child loved animals, but also either hurt them or expiremented on them. (Don't we all? For the whole scrolling through YouTube eating chips thing? not hurting or experimenting on animals :'( ) Hey guys, DrSomeone here, I will try my best to update this book and others! Yes, EVERYDAY and that is all. Oh, also- the book you are about to read might have strong language and others, reader discretion is advised.

You are an immortal scp, recently brought into the containment centre, something that has filled you with hate and disgust, you've found yourself as a normal girl otherwise, but here, you're a monster. Who cares if you can't get hurt? You weren't doing anything wrong. Now, after plenty of testing, the time had come to give you a taste of the doctor... One you wouldn't forget.

Blinded at birth, you always had trouble moving about, usually standing in place listening to every small sound. The Babysitter was out sick for who knows how long and your mother had to take you to work with her. What could possibly happen? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thanks for giving this a try! Uhm, this is my first story that I'm going to try to stick to other then deleting it soon after. Have fun xD. This will have the abbreviation her/she but you could always imagine it saying he/him ._. Any art that is used will not be mine, credit to the original owners [THIS IS DISCONTINUED, I WILL NOT UPDATE, AND I WILL NOT CONTINUE. STORY IS UNFINISHED AND NEVER WILL BE, THANK YOU AND HAVE A GOOD DAY]

scp 049 love idk

You are a D-Class. You were living your normal life when all the sudden once you went to sleep and woke up, you were in a completly diffrent place with no memory of how you got here. Confused and scared, you follow what everyone told you to do. But who knew it would lead you to your love of your life? (Cover art not mine.) I do own some characters, though they aren't OC's. Y/N belongs to you. ------------------------ "I see... so they do feel the same..." He mumbles, rubbing his chin. You slowly turn around, shyly making eye contact. "You... You don't want to leave each other either?" You ask, looking down. His eyes widens, seeming suprised you heard him.

Příběh vypráví o mladé doktorce, která v jistém slova smyslu zaprodala duši ďáblu. O to rovnou dvakrát.

Something was wrong. Quinn could hardly keep her eyes from going to his, then quickly flitting them back to her clipboard or books. And her face heated up whenever she was near him. Could she really have feelings for this SCP? Because she found it vaguely intriguing that he could kill her as easily as he could stimulate her mind to the point where it left her hot and bothered, and yearning for more... Neither SCP nor the cover artwork are mine in any way, shape, or form. All I own are my three OCs. :)

This is scp 049 x reader . . . ;-;

So, yeah, in this story you are all like: You: "Man I'm too pro for this! I could do it at any time!" And that night some soldiers came and took you to the breach as an class-D personell. Fun right?! WRONG! You have to go and survive SCP - 049. At first, he seemed terrifying but, he had a certain mystery to him, you wanted to find out more about him and luckily for you, you were the only one allowed in there. But as days pass, you start to feel something new, form inside of you. What is this new feeling? Find out by reading the story! Rights to everybody: Image: I found it on Tumblr, so, all rights to the owner of the image. SCP 049 and other SCP's: To the SCP Cointainment Breach and it's owners and creators. You: To yourself.