FAULT: an SCP SBI AU

Philza: The Zilant. Is the immortal concept of fire and fury, which pretends to be a dragon, which pretends to be a human. Maintains his personhood by attaching himself to mortals he calls his ‘Collected’. Currently: Tommy, Wilbur, The Blade, and Tubbo. Additionally, Philza is very intent on keeping any promise he makes and was kept in the Foundation exclusively because they’d captured his Collected and made a deal. Gives great dad advice, except when the advice is ‘let me murder them for you <3’

Tommy: The Instigator. Has a blood red liquid on his hands that grows when he’s scared. When people touch it, they become aggressive to anyone but Tommy. At low TI-Red levels this leads to things like bickering, but it escalates to physical violence and brutality. When TI-Red levels consume him and he thinks he’s going to die, he summons The Blade. Lived as a normal human and met Wil, Phil, and The Blade after a summoning at 15; visited the homeless guys occasionally till the Foundation captured at 16. Abandonment issues, highly touch starved, used as a Thaumiel. Collected Tubbo.

The Blade: The Blood God. Is a massive boar behemoth with voices in his head. When attacked (or if there’s an orphan), becomes The Blood God, who will bend the universe to ensure he wins. The Blade only comes back when the challenge has been completed. Grew up as a monster in the woods, but pulled himself up out of the voices, figured out what was him and what was The Blood God, and established his own personhood. Somehow has a college degree, met Phil and Wil during a gap year. Loves gardening and murdering people for Tommy. Also managed to come out of the Foundation the least traumatized, iconic. 

Wilbur: Soot. [tags are noms Wilbur or scp Wilbur if you want to block] His legs magically rearrange so he is the tallest humanoid in the room. Oh also the void in the side of his face that eldritch abominations claw their way out of. Was basically a feral starving child till ~14 when Philza forcefully adopted him. A chronic insomniac with a heart of gold and a tongue of silver, held together despite the inherent contradictions between being a supreme survivalist and a drama hoe. Memory issues because he represses basically everything. 

Tubbo: The Pollinator. Is a honeycomb skin suit for approximately 400,000 bees. Uses they/them we/us pronouns, because they are a Hive mind/system containing at least three humans: a Little, a Foundation employee, and a lawyer/farmer. Tubbo grew up mostly normal, albeit in secret. The most recently captured by the Foundation, and a staunch pacifist. This causes them to be at odds with Philza, who did a few murderous rampages too many, and The Blade, for the reason above and also because he destroyed their legs. But they stick around because they’re attached to Tommy. 

Where Hearts Roost. Fairy tale AU, Tommy and Wilbur break into witch Philza's cottage and get adopted. Sweet, hurt/comfort, themes of learning to trust. Complete.

The Altars We Sacrifice Our Futures On. Wherein Tommy is sacrificed to The Blood God, except he isn't an orphan so Techno awkwardly adopts him and is awful at parenting. Very funny and fluffy with some dark humor mixed in. Complete.

To Return the Favor of Raising Me. Zombie apocalypse where kid Techno struggles to lead Tommy, Niki, Tubbo, and Ranboo in killing survivors to feed their brains to zombie Philza. Techno develops insane beef with Kristin, who tries to rescue the kids to her survivor compound. Heavy angst, MCD (duh Phil is a zombie), lots of traumatized children. Complete, Fandom Trumps Hate prompt.

Shred Your Wings to Make You Ours. Wing fic! Predator bird Philza shreds prey!Techno’s wings and shoves him in a hole to eat later. Only problem? Philza is a sleep deprived new dad, and accidentally brings Techno back to the nest. Now the only way Techno can survive is to pretend to be a predator, too. A literal Dead Bird Do Not Eat fic- as the whole premise is cannibalism birds.

Always at His Side, Never in His Sight. OSMP + Philza’s FlowerFall. Queer royalty AU with lots of bedrock bros angst. Tommy is struggling with insecurities, aromanticism, and growing gender dysphoria, and elects to cope with invisibility potions even as side effects grow worse. Adopted crown prince Techno dodges assassins, wrangles structural inaccessibility, and accepts his role as a martyr for Tommy. Angst/comfort with fun Origin social world building. Complete. Fandom Trumps Hate prompt.

Of Feathers and Fawning. (or ficlet here) Where Tommy is an avian and during exile his abuser takes advantage of his instincts to manipulate him. Angst heavy, deals with suffering and recovering from abuse. Complete.

Rise up and make this city glow. Young mage Niki gets conscripted invited to learn magic! Her mentor, Technoblade, had far more reservations. Hard not to, after being broken down through endless crushed rebellions. Is Niki the spark that can finally fan the flames of revolution? Complete. Fandom Trumps Hate prompt.

Lord, what fools these mortals be! Fantasy AU, Winter Court Fae Queen Kristin and King Philza try to kidnap SBI. Wacky hijinks with dark portions. Some themes of bodily autonomy, subtle manipulations, absurdity of the fae. One chapter left.

Lighting Lanterns to Bring You Home. Mythology AU where Techno is a Harvest/Revolt god that is killed every Winter Persephone style, Wilbur a Festival/Dissent god. Heavy tragedy. Themes of self change, coping with grief. Abandoned with outline.

One shots:

Where do Babies Come From? Modern AU where Philza picks up homeless kids. My first fic everyone say awww.

Worth far more than your weight in gold. Monster Hunter Techno goes after Philza, who is a raven-dragon-kenku, for taking Tommy. Phil can only talk through redacting others sentences. Monster/culture worldbuilding. Hurt/comfort, distrustful bonding. Themes of learning to value yourself, discrimination, communication.

116 East Normal Street. Human Techno bonding with his neighborhood, who are all not-so-secretly from very different genres such as 'magical girl' or 'noir detective' or 'invading alien'. Most light-hearted thing I've ever written tbh. Themes about suburban isolation but it's buried in there.

A ghost is a tragedy reliving itself. Fault AU where they are abstracted into short horror stories.

Pigmalian.exe. Technoblade is a war robot and Philza is the scientist who made him. As Philza nurtures Techno to sentience, the robot struggles with the meaning of agency and friendship. Angst and Bonding.

Vlogger and the Vampire. Parasocial? Paranormal? Why not both? Vampire emerald duo when Philza nabs a new angry fledgeling. Fandom Trumps Hate prompt.

Ficlets:

Reverse ‘The Lambs Wolves Wear’. Lambs!AU where Philza is the one replaced by a monster (angel) and his children have to navigate it.

Sandduo makes ‘The Lambs Wolves Wear’ even more tragic. “Wilbur” shows up after Philza already killed “Techno” and “Tommy”. Pure angst ensues. Complete.

Waxing and Waning. Goddess of Death Kristin tricks Philza into becoming an icarus figure, only, sun god Tommy has never been embraced before. Complete.

Civilian. Philza finds a team of child superheroes and begins to get worried about their safety. Time to take it into his own hands! Complete.

Reverse Mafia Kidnapping? Tommy kidnaps Crime Boss!Philza. Chaos ensues. Complete.

Paragon of Justice (or whatever). Superhero Techno takes the fall for Ranboo to get tossed in jail the same week villain Wilbur gets caught, too. When breaking out of jail, villain sbi decide to take a plus one! Complete.

A Study in Brood Parasites. Dark!Kristin is a brood parasite bird that plants her chick, Techno, into Philza’s family. Only, she becomes enraptured watching Philza care for his family. Surely he won’t mind if another brood parasite infiltrates his family…. Complete.

Under-The-Bed. Tommy has a brand new monster under his bed. And maybe, if he’s nice enough, Techno will protect him from the monsters over-the-bed. Complete.

Murky Depths. Tiny Merman Techno gets rescued from polluted waters by a giant Kristin and put into a fish tank to recover. He is very Andy about this. Complete.

Do you need help drowning, darling? Vampire Hunter!Techno gets only partially turned, and is in deep denial about it as his health gets worse and worse. Luckily (?) for him, vampire Philza just decided to infiltrate the hunter compound.

Your Heart in My Hands. Fledgeling Tommy isn’t integrating with the coven well :( he keeps trying to escape. But now that Philza has found the reason he was running, all he has to do is lock Tommy in a room with Tubbo until he’s turned…or consumed. Almost complete.

The Blood God and His Fledgeling. Hyper Depressed ancient vampire!Techno finds the reincarnation of Theseus, the man who refused to turn thousands of years ago. While he won’t turn Tommy without consent….he’s not above forcing the issue. Honestly kinda abandoned.

Beast and Boy. Techno is a giant monster that’s been terrorizing the town for years, but when gravely wounded limps off to die. Tommy, however, just got a new puppy!!! And is very determined his parents won’t find out about the puppy under the house. Complete.

Bunnyblade’s 5-step Plan to World Dominance. Lab bunny Techno escapes, only to fall in the TOTALLY NEFARIOUS clutches of Philza. BUT WORRY NOT! The feeble might of a random civilian is not enough to Bunnyblade’s terrible schemes! …but might postpone them for a carrot break. And some petting. Comedy.

Shoot to Kill (I know you will). Cyber punk. Death lottery reaper!Phil tries to chase down Techno, but is thwarted by the principles of anarchy. Complete.

Hibernation. au where techno doesn’t really hibernate for weeks at a time; he just thinks he does because his ‘friends’ drug him for long periods of time to help him learn how to 'lower his guard'. Complete.

The Hero of Their Dreams. Abused!Tommy finds escapism through his dreams, where he is the beloved hero of a fantasy world. And the people in his dreams will do anything to ensure Tommy never wakes up to the horrors of their reality. 5/6.

In Case of Malunion, Carve Through Bone. Collab with Sohr and Apple. Archeologist!Philza is a modern reincarnation of an ancient trio deity who unwittingly revives Technoblade and Kristin. Through a road trip of museum heists, Techno and Kristin start gathering up the shattered pieces of Phil's deitihood. Piece by piece they replace the mortal. Complete.

I've Heard It Both Ways (from The Voices) Psyche Au where Techno claims he has visions from The Blood God which helps him solve murder cases. Uh huh. That's what he's going with. Tommy (Lassiter) is having none of it. But after Skeppy (Mr Yang) captures them both, Tommy might not like the truth he finds. Complete.

The Evertrue Pull of Home. Birds use magnetic fields to navigate. Dark Kristin decides to blast his head with magnets so Philza has no compass home. Bedrock bros try to rescue him.

Can you love me, if I pretend? Human Techno finds refuge in an origins community by pretending to be a bunnyborn. It goes. Badly.

AMESMP

Context, I'm on an origins server playing a scientist phantom named Cessation.

Failure Analysis Log 3 is a fic told through a series of scientific contents regarding Wickburn Asper working on the Ancient City portal, trying to get into the afterlife. Tragedy, yuri (?!), horror.

Ame Smp intro, Seft (Cessation's phantom kid), Pod-cast posts 1, 2, battles, i'm like super behind explaining anything man gooood luck.

Philza: No braids, simple bow. Cardigan is meant to drown him, it screams 'mom' to me. Stitched patches are meant to mimic the white diamonds on Urahara's coat. Very simple iron wedding ring. Also got arm/leg hair under the layers. After the reveal, you can add pretty much any injury and it's probably canon lol. That fight was a SMACK DOWN.

"Techno": Side bows look like pig ears, permanent deadpan, giant scarf covering their neck claw marks. Post reveal, they'd just tie their hair back completely so it doesn't get in the way. I usually depict as a simple long braid, slightly mimicking an uncurled pig's tail. Hair is long enough that Wilbur's slight curls straighten out from the weight. In monster form bones poke out, but all together tame.

"Tommy": Post reveal he constantly has four horns based on a Jacob sheep, other feature flicker in and out. In all honesty his hair should be longer than I draw him with, whatever. Ideally as cute as possible. His "true form" is frankly. not actually his lol.

"Wilbur": I change his design the most lol! Currently he's in a vague mimic of a vyshyvanka with flower embroidered sleeves trying to mimic his yellow sweater, as well as groundwork for "Wil" eventually realizing she's trans of gender. But gotta realize she is her own person first. Sometimes I draw a one sided bow cause of Wilbur's asymmetric rebellious persona. Sometimes a short pony tail.

So I’m a massive fan of backwards world building. It’s like a puzzle that I make for myself. Lambs initially started clearly more modern- that initial comic had a sink for crying out loud. I narrowed down a time period based on items that had been included. Chiefly the cast iron stove and raspberries. A lot of it was pulled from a childhood endlessly rereading Little House on The Prairie, transitioned to a woods setting befitting of the European fairy tales that my fae, demons, and ghosts draw on. Isn’t there always a scary woods? It was actually a buddy of mine, W, who basically went through the entire story to make the case that there isn’t anything that PROVES the story isn’t set in Ukraine. I thought it was compelling, and it gave me a place to obsess over researching specifics of geography rainfall and ecosystem species. So I’ve been consulting W (Ukrainian) for input on cultural facets, plus research. It was a retrofitted world building, so there were slight details I shifted to fit. Like, directly calling Phil’s militia the Cossacks, adding more snow. But on the whole it fit very well and it’s been fun integrating aspects of Ukrainian culture into Lambs. If. I am forgiven for the ahistorical details of the house layout.

Agricultural accuracy my beloved... (Actual part of my Lore Rules document lmao)

The contract that once bound them together shook in his hands, crimson seeping into the paper. In one signature Tommy was removed, blotted out. It didn’t matter that Tommy would do anything, beg and cry and bleed just for the faint possibility of mercy because he’d never see Philza again. No explanation beyond cold words blurring on the page. Had there been signs? He must’ve ignored them, willfully so, too terrified of what it meant to survive with his only bastion of safety gone. Tommy wasn’t going to last in the Foundation without him. 

Philza had been his one lifeline. Ripped away from his family, surrounded by humans that despised him, beaten into the shape of a monster– but he had Philza, his only solace in all this. But his infinite patience must’ve finally snapped and now Tommy was plummeting. It didn’t register when his knees hit the floor. Nothing did, nothing mattered, least of all Tommy. Philza clearly thought so at least. 

Tommy trembled despite how tightly he curled into himself. The world felt cold and hostile, the warmth drained out. Philza was his everything. He was the respite from Tommy’s little cell, the only hand that never flew against him anymore, the friends and family he hadn’t seen in so long, the stars Tommy couldn’t quite remember. The only source of affection in the sea of cold soldiers and observers and doctors. A glowing, serrated smile and open arms that always welcomed him into warm embrace. Philza held Tommy together enough that his cracks melted together and made him whole again. 

And now he was gone and took the warmth of the world with him. So Tommy froze. A husk, cold and inanimate. As if pretending to be a statue would mean he wouldn’t feel this pain anymore. Those pounding facts, abandoned, discarded, unwanted, echoed in his cold, hollow chest.

It wasn’t a cold that lasted for long. 

For all that Tommy was living through his worst nightmare, nightmares tormented him anyway. In his dreams, Philza found him. Arms thrown open wide and cinders flashing beyond sharp teeth. And of course Tommy threw himself into the dragon’s arms, relieved that the swirling confusion of betrayal was only a bitter mistake. Strong arms wrapped around, clutching him tight. Tommy gasped at the heat. Each touch dissolved into fire scorching into his skin. White hot pain swallowed his vision as Philza only held him closer. Talons stroked through his hair, clawing burn marks into his scalp. Ghosts of past exchanges murmured in the background, the soft assurances Philza used to tell him, the gentle touches mimicked for all that each one burned. The awful parody of affection played on. 

“Why?” Tommy whimpered. The embrace was inescapable. Tommy didn’t even try. 

Philza lifted his chin, claws digging embers into his flesh. “This is what you deserve,” Philza murmured, planting a kiss on his forehead. The brand seared on, forever marked discarded property. 

Tommy couldn’t let go. For all that he was embracing flames at least he was warm. At least he was held. He was loved even if he was destroyed. 

But Philza unraveled in his hands, collapsing into a pillar of flame. Tommy clawed into him desperately, trying to will him back into form. “No, no, come back! I’ll do anything,” Tommy begged, hands passing through curls of cruel inferno. Philza dissolved into embers, leaving Tommy empty handed. With shaking hands blackened and scorched, Tommy raked through the coals, trying to find any last dreg of Philza’s love. 

The ashes cooled. 

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Bitter hatred curled in Tommy’s tattered heart. It took a long time to harden himself like this, to go cold like stone. Like it or not, Tommy continued to survive the Foundation. Maybe he’d never really needed Philza to begin with. 

Tommy didn’t really believe that. But he could tell the mantra to himself, over and over, as many times as it took to make it the next day. And the next. Planning and preparing his escape from this hell hole. He has other people to rely on; or had, in the case of some, her ghost still watching over his and Tubbos’ shoulders. But the disaster of their first escape attempt only fueled the desperation of the next. They’d get out no matter what it took. 

Tommy wouldn’t abandon Philza though. Maybe he couldn’t. For every time Philza saved him he’d repay the debt. Free the both of them; from their enemies, from each other. Well and truly severed. 

That didn’t change the dread in his gut as Tommy traced the old claw marks and bloodstains that marked the twisting hallway connecting their cells together. Still he broke the cage trapping Philza. 

And then they were face to face for the first time since Philza got rid of him. 

He could sense Philza’s disappointment seeping out, a grimace he couldn’t quite hide at seeing them. The undercurrent of you shouldn’t be here tumultuous beneath cordiality. The way he snapped out there will be consequences before smothering wrath in favor of an affable mask. Tommy had thought he’d have Tubbo for support at least, when they were finally face to face. But then fingers of smoke stole them away, sedated at Philza’s whims.  

And he never felt more alone than when he was with Philza. 

Yet when he held his hand out, Tommy fell into it, instincts betraying him. Philza’s claws framed his jaw, inches from his jugular. Tommy only pressed closer, starving for touch. For a moment it was warm and sweet, Tommy’s hand slipping up to cup Phil’s. For a moment, he could forget everything and find refuge like he had so many times before. 

But then that moment was over and betrayal collected in the back of his throat like bile. No longer could he pretend it was any real affection, not when claws seared into his face. Pain flared up, but for a moment Tommy couldn’t even care. Would it really be so awful to accept this? Who else would have him? 

Willfully, Tommy pulled away the burning affection, rejecting Philza’s manipulation. His fingers ached, pulsing in phantom pain for all that they were absent of the scorch marks he expected.