"... That's Not A Bird."

Merry Christmas everyone! Happy Holidays! Blessed Yule! Let's hope this coming year brings with it new opportunities for joy and fun and, possibly, art!

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Welcome to: Lola and her buddies are scheming a little smth smth

Real talk tho, I love how your music sounds, Screens! Keep it up!

welcome back to: screenie talks about DBAH with no context

more monster high redesigns! 

Gilda’s friends Miyu and Henry. Miyu gets infected with the solver later on and she is being such a champ about it (eating people).

in light of the new tumblr update i just want to remind everyone of the tumblr tag replacer! if you use tags like “mine” and “my stuff” for your original content this could be really useful so you don’t have to retag a bunch of posts by hand

You WILL check out my HLVRAI ARG/Ask Blog... NOW! I am no longer asking! ÙwÚ ÒwÓ

Hey, is Samantha seeing the certified freak in the painting too, or are our boys just cursed?

"... "Certified Freak"...?"

Samantha raises her gaze, only for her eyes to grow wide and her face to grow pale upon catching sight of something. The boys, confused beyond all merits, turn to look directly behind them...

... and... catch sight of the "freak" you spoke of... It lingers, just long enough for them to see it, to watch the black sludge trickle down its fingers, and then it is gone, vanished back within the painting.

The boys both stare up at where the arm had been, both much too scared and put off to say anything for a good while.

It isn't until Samantha speaks up again that they are broken free from their petrification.

... She, however, proves much less than unhelpful for the current situation, acting as though nothing was there. Nothing had ever been there. Nothing is.

"... But you... you looked terrified..." Joshua managed to say despite how his own body shook. "D... That just happened, we saw you, how can you..." He continued, baffled at the current dismissal.

Above the boys where the hand had been rests nothing more than the painting that had been there prior, as if nothing at all had occurred.

Red Letter Day (5,867 words) by FieldofRoses2992

Marceline Redacre's various misadventures during her employ at the SCP Foundation, where she attempts to establish a new and improved Ethics Committee.

Chapter 1: The Flippant Red Meeting

Following the news that her mentor, Dr. King, will not be present for a rather important meeting, Marceline Redacre sees to it that she is able to go in his place. Along with establishing herself among her higher levelled peers, the opportunity will also allow for Marcy to bring up a project she has been working on for quite a while.

Ohohooo, what is thiiiis? I got a new story out! A part of a series that I'll be working on as much as I can! It involves my scp oc Dr. Redacre and is just gonna be another goofy fanfiction filled with silly jokes for scp fans :)

Here is the first chapter in a series of a few hopefully soon that I hope you all enjoy as much as you can! Be sure to give feedback on what you may have thought! Have a lovely day!

i dont think i posted these but here i made a little frog pattern to make tiny frog toys with my grandma

this is the first lil guy I made while still learning how i should sew it

Helloooo RD Community!

Was feelin' creative but going through a wee bitta disfunction in the executive sense so I wanted to tell y'all that asks are OPEN if any of you wanna know anything about my funky little guys, like Marie and Crystal or anyone else! (There is no one else really but that could change one day!) Ask away and have fun! Have a swell evenin'!