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Waking up from a 600-year long cursed sleep—and finding his manor and town completely destroyed—inspires a lot of feelings in Scott. Anger. Vengefulness. Annoyance. Hatred. Insatiable hunger for human flesh and blood.
But more than anything, he is reallyyyyyy tired.
Too tired to bother with an elaborate song and dance with the human intruders in Oakhurst.
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Or: Scott is 10% tireder when he wakes up from his slumber and doesn't hide that he's a vampire from the beginning.
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Scott has the cure. The town doesn't quite grasp what this entails.
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Bookmarked by fr0ginahat
09 Dec 2025
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suuuper manipulative scott, absolutely perfect
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After all the betrayals that day, Scott needed to consolidate his bonds with his coven properly. He knew he was at the top of the humans’ kill list, so he needed to make sure he wouldn’t be on the vampires’ one as well.
He made his first move while Pyro, Apo, and Shelby were busy talking about Truffle (the pet pig of the first two), and whether to relocate him to the castle or leave him where he was. While he didn’t trust their new recruit one bit, that conversation seemed harmless enough. Besides, vampires grew stronger with age. His hearing was sharper than theirs. He could still monitor them, even if he moved somewhere more private to chat with Owen.
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or, One by one, Scott ensures the loyalty of all of his prodigal fledglings. Set right after episode 5
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- Part 3 of Stell's VSMP Fixation
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An au based on Abolish's initial character concept.
Abolish was Scott's butler back in the height of his rule, until his lord is cursed to sleep, and he is cursed to wait. Six hundred years later Scott returns, as do people to Oakhurst, but this time Abolish refuses to fail his lord.- Words:
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Bookmarked by fr0ginahat
04 Dec 2025
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crossfangs with deep devotion and a violent abolish!! so good!!
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"Hold on, who are you?" One of them finally asked as they descended the stairs of the old tower.
"Owen," he answered, a stabbing ache in the spot where his heart used to be. "Owen Goldsmith."
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Owen stumbles into Oakhurst after a centuries-long nap and finds that his sire isn't as dead as he believed.