《COMPLETED》 Two long months after ACL surgery, your pattern of life has almost gone back to normal: you can finally walk without those dreaded crutches (the clunky brace still remained strapped on, however, to your displeasure). Everything seems to be going in an uphill pattern for you, that is until you and your entire English class are suddenly abducted by armed soldiers and a strange man in a white lab coat. Physically impaired, you were singled out amongst your classmates... the perfect guinea pig. With no capability to fight back, they threw you to the mercy of the Plague Doctor, intrigued to see how he'll react amidst the presence of an injured individual such as yourself.

Un día que no se tomaría normal en esa fundación... 035 llevaba meses perdido ahí dentro, cosa que le extraño a Doc, después de encontrarlo no se siente igual, tiene necesidad de varias cosas con Dyo. Necesidad que lo lleva a planear un escape. ||•Quiero recalcar varias cosas.... 1-. Una disculpa por los tantos errores que seguramente tendré aquí 2-. Todos los SCPs tendrán voz, es decir cacahuete [173] también la tendrá, si te molesta te pido una disculpa y si gustas no lo leas tkm. ⚠︎➪ 𝙻𝙰 𝙷𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝙸𝙰 𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙳𝚁𝙰 𝙴𝚂𝙲𝙴𝙽𝙰𝚂 +18 ☕︎➪ 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚢 𝚞𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚒.... 𝑪𝒐𝒏 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒍 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒅𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒅𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒇𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝒖𝒏 𝒑𝒐𝒄𝒐 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒂....

This can either end up being a good story or end in complete and utter chaos I honestly have know idea. (art by gren_art_ on instagram)

Growing up you were smart. Took care of yourself, focused in school, and helped others when you could. Sadly, despite how well-liked you could have been, you weren't very popular, a regular bullying target. Your love life? Sad really, you had been used so much in your short lifetime, you don't do dating anymore. Guess focusing in school wasn't so smart, huh? Now you are 25 and your father is getting you a job. When you were younger you didn't know much about his job, but you did know he was important. He offered you a job at the SCP foundation, how fun. You're worried but are ready to do your best. Your father has taught you about a few of them for safety but... the more you learn about them the more scared you start to get. But at least a few of them are nice. Right?

Dr. (Y/N) (L/N) is a former D-class turned researcher due to their extreme mental strength and capacity. this peeked the interest of level 4 researcher Dr. Tyrus Husband, who wants to put (L/N)'s abilities to test. || Commencing Project RESIST-THE-URGE ||

Requests are now closed, but you can still read one-shots, which were suggested by other people. I think most of the popular SCPs were used in here, but there are also stories with some less known objects, so many people should be able to find something for themselves.

"The Cure To A Broken Heart" is an SCP-049 X Reader, and I'm pleased to have you here to read it. After a containment breach at the SCP foundation, you meet an SCP with a 15th-16th-century plague doctor attire. He ends up convincing you to help him out of the facility, and thus, the two of you become acquaintances, and develop a blooming relationship together, but the objects and entities are proving a difficult challenge to escape the foundation and both of you get out alive. Will you be able to make it out? Find out and read on! (The cover of this book was made by yours truly, I created the picture just for the sake of this story! Comments are greatly appreciated, and help to continue the story. So please do, enjoy!!!!)

You died and got reincarnated... Yes I know VERY original. (Minecraft Story Mode Fanfic) Minecraft is not mine Minecraft Story Mode is not mine Artwork is not mine The only thing that is mine is this story and the ideas

A young boy wanders into a mysterious place only to find a strange pair of ballet flats. Okay yep my first ACTUAL story that isn't a crack fic. So fun fact about me, writing is a big way of helping me cope with trauma, because it can allow me to create something so abstract or so blatantly obvious about what I went through. And personally the most enjoyable way to me is writing stories in the style of old Brothers Grimm/Edgar Allan Poe/Hans Christian Anderson type stories. This is but one of many similar stories I've written like this, so if this does well maybe I'll post more, but idk yet. Also yes I did try to use a fancier and more archaic writing style to mimic those classic stories, so it might come across as awkward sounding, mainly cuz I'm bad at writing like that lol.

As many know after the BlackFyre rebellions, the remains have retreated to Essos. Many thought the name had died down because there were no male successors . But what if they were wrong? What if through all the years that have passed one who carries the name Blackfyre still wanders around? What side will he choose? Will old conflicts between houses light up again? Daemon BlackFyre the Fourth, the last of his name. An orphan from a young age, all he was left with was a map and a name.