Context: You and your husband both were scientists at the Quandry. He was tasked with studying a dangerous, interdimensional anomaly and, when it escaped, you both fled for your lives from the institution. You thought you were safe with him, here... But were you ever really safe with him anywhere?

Setting: 'Home'

Tags:[M4F][Established Marriage][Very Yandere Interdimensional God Husband Speaker][Human Scientist Wife Listener][SCP-influences][Dimensional Pocket][Marital Bliss][Flirting?][Loving][Hostage?][Possessive][Protective][Passionate][Choices][CW: Gunfire/Violence/Horror Influences]

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[Scene opens at home, in your bedroom]

[SFX: A muffled argument slowly fading in]

[You are curled up in bed when you hear a faint argument from downstairs]

[SFX: The bed creaking as the Listener sits up/the argument fading in fully]

“No! No, I absolutely will not come with you, Quandry agents or not!”

[Pause]

[You can’t hear the other side but your heart fills with dread]

“I did nothing wrong! I told you this, over and over! The entity escaped while I wasn’t monitoring it, I don’t know where it went, either! You have no just cause to arrest me!”

[Pause]

“Please… M-My wife is upstairs, please don’t do this… She needs her rest.”

[SFX: Gunshots ringing out]

[You hear a brief round of shots ring out and spring up from the bed, racing downstairs]

[SFX: The Listener hurrying downstairs]

[Pause?!]

[You race downstairs and cry out in alarm at the sight of your husband slumped against the staircase, bleeding]

“D…Darling…? No no, you shouldn’t be down here! You shouldn’t, nngh, be seeing this!”

[Pause!]

“Ah…? Yes. Yes, I was shot during that little altercation. I… I experienced fear when they came. They wanted to hurt us. To take you away!”

[Pause?!]

[You go to his side as he struggles and pants]

[Pause???]

“W-Where are they? Ah… I used the last charge on my old teleporter to send them away… Getting shot really hurts…”

[Pause!]

“Nngh! T-Thank you, darling, for steadying me… This is what I was saying all along! I knew they’d want to harm me again, no matter the cost! I, rrgh, wanted to be careful but no, you INSISTED IT’D BE-!”

[...]

“I… Forgive me, Angel, I didn’t mean to startle you. I-It’s not your fault. Shh, it’s alright, the wounds aren’t that bad… Darling…?”

[You can’t look away as the wounds in his chest begin to spasm and stitch shut]

[...]

“...Are they… healing… by themselves…?”

[His voice becomes monotone. Almost 100% spaced out]

“...yes, I forgot they could do that… That I could do that.”

[...]

“...The story I told you about why I had to run? I-I…”

[Pause.]

“...Yes, I did tell you I was a Quandry scientist that worked with an incredibly dangerous entity.”

[Pause]

“... one that escaped, yes. I was blamed for him escaping.”

[...]

[SFX: The Listener’s heartbeat escalating]

“...I never specified it was a ‘he’?”

[Pause…]

[He tenses as you carefully step away from him]

“...Don’t do this.”

[...]

“I swear, the story is true!”

[Pause!]

[He lets out a quiet snarl and turns toward you, eyes inhuman]

“It IS true! The only thing I lied about was the fact that I-!”

[Pause!]

“...am the entity, yes.”

[SFX: The house creaking/doors vanishing/windows vanishing, etc.]

[...]

“...Please don’t run from me.”

[...]

“The doors, windows… they’re all gone now, Angel. You can’t go anywhere, even if you wanted to.”

[He lets out a small, manic laugh]

“You can’t! No, no, no, you’re staying RIGHT HERE! Right in my little dimension that I made JUST FOR YOU!”

[Pause!]

[SFX: Bones snapping/general transformation noises]

[You watch in horror as his form shifts and ripples, transforming into something still vaguely humanoid but… otherwise indescribable]

“Don’t run. Don’t you dare run.”

[...!]

“You can’t, can you… Your feet are fused into the ground now.”

[Pause!]

[He moves closer to you, even as you struggle and cry out in pain]

“Honey.”

[He kneels and gently cups your face]

“Shh… It’s still me, Angel. Still, the brilliant man you fell in love with years ago… I just look like myself, now. That’s all. See? I’ve had humans tell me that I’m very Eldritch but… quite pretty. What do you think, my Angel? I worked hard to make all of my forms pleasing.”

[...]

“...You’re in shock. I understand. It can’t be quite so simple as learning your beloved husband isn’t of your dimension, I suppose. Meeting good ol’ Papaw might have been even more awkward if his ‘different generation’ values met with ‘My fiance is an interdimensional god’, hmm?”

[...]

“...You’re shaking. Are you frightened, my sweet?”

[P-Pause]

“Oh. Don’t cry, shh… No. Sweet, sweet girl, I would never harm you. I’ve harmed… for you, of course, but what good husband hasn’t killed for his little wife, hmm? What good husband hasn’t eviscerated managers who didn’t want to give his wife a well-deserved promotion? What good husband hasn’t retrained his entire body to not need nutrients to avoid consuming flesh in front of his wife? Please, can I wipe your tears away?”

[...]

“Yes, yes, I’ll mind the tentacles. You know, where I come from, we just call them ‘limbs’. Here we are… There’s my sweet little dear.”

[Pause…]

“Why did I lie to you and pretend to be Dr. Augustus? Darling… There never was a Dr. Augustus. The moment I was brought to the Quandry, I took care of that. Made the system believe there was a Dr. Augustus and then shapeshifted to talk to, well, myself. I’m a god, in essence, and I was curious. I thought I would leave after a few days, make everyone forget, and move on to the next interesting thing… and then you walked in.”

[...?]

[He smiles. You think]

“Is it unusual for my kind to feel attraction? To that degree and intensity? Yes, it is… very unnatural. Quite frankly, we are largely hermits that explore our thoughts and different realities to pass what I suppose you would call ‘time’. I do not know if it was because I was trying to emulate a human male or if… you’re just the most radiant thing in any known universe. It doesn’t matter to me. What matters is that you’re mine, and you won’t leave my side.”

[...?]

[He sours]

“No. You going out alone already bothered me before, and if those bastards could traverse here once… No. I’m not risking it. I’m not risking you over one of their foolish little ‘rescue missions’.”

[Pause?]

[He sighs, standing fully now]

“Yes, they said they were here to ‘rescue you’. Can you believe that? Hmph, and wounding me temporarily… No. I won’t allow it again. I’ll make a new reality for us, a BETTER reality, and we can go back to blissfully being together.”

[Pause!]

“Darling.”

[SFX: The Listener toppling over]

[Pause!]

“Oh-! Oh, sweetheart, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to make you fall like that, I swear! Are you alright?”

[...]

“Scared…? Oh, don’t be scared, sweetie. Do you want me to make it better? I can make it better.”

[Pause???]

“How? By making you forget all of this unpleasantness, my sweet… Unless that scientific mind of yours has had its curiosity peaked?”

[Pause?]

[He draws you into his embrace, studying you with his immensely alien eyes]

“Well… The truth is out now. You’re the one human I would trust to study me. That I would allow to do so. And, well… I have many more appendages and such available now, hmm?”

[...]

[oh god]

“Hmhmhm, I do adore that blush! My sweet little wife… Such a novel concept, you know? My wife. Myyyyyy wife. No one else’s. And no one could deserve you, regardless. I think about you constantly, I obsess over making every day perfect, I’ve committed numerous atrocities to protect you- who could feasibly love you more than me?”

[...]

“...There is always the option of us exploring this, together. Imagine it: ‘How an Interdimensional God Grew Capable of Love’. You’d win awards, I’m sure. And I won’t have to erase any memories, go back to the charade… I can be God, again. And you, my mortal lover that I gained through a bit of illusion…”

[He pauses and then chuckles. You think]

“...How very human of me, hm? What will it be, then, my love? Back to normal, or… create a new normal?”

[...]

[...That’s a very good question]

[To be continued???]

Note: There are elements of ‘Skinamarink’ here, and I’m not sure how I feel about that.

Second Note: Do not watch Skinamarink if you can’t handle children suffering, I am not joking.

Third Note: I wonder if this dude and Vic know each other. Also, wtf am I doing, lmao.