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“You know, a deal would prevent you from being banished at all,” Abolish suggests as casually as he can, eyes tracking Scott as he turns away from the barrier.
An indulgent smile forms on his lips. “Ah ah, but I have no intention of being a lap dog.” Scott is in front of him in three long strides, mouth curled up in amusement. “And besides, we both know such deals are only ever temporary.”
Well fuck.
There’s no other choice, then, isn’t there, there’s only one more gambit he can make. “Not if we make it permanent.”
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“Tell me something, Abolish, do you want to die?” Scott questions lazily, his cape fluttering around him as he spins around to face Abolish, his arm outstretched as he uses two fingers to beckon his servant. There’s something fluid and majestic about Scott’s movements, a dance practiced until perfected, switching smoothly from near stillness to extravagant motion within the blink of an eye.
The question though, that’s a relatively easy one. “No,” Abolish says simply.
“No?” Scott repeats, raising an elegant eyebrow.
“No, my Lord, I don’t want to die,” he amends.
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Or, the story of how Abolish becomes Scott's butler
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Abolish knew that there were vampires, that Scott could be a vampire, but this— this is not— it’s at a whole different scale, because if Abolish has to follow and listen and answer that means he’s—
“What a surprise it must be for you then,” Scott says in a purr, his obvious delight a horrible contrast to the horror coursing through Abolish, “that you found your sire instead.”
Sire. Sire. Sire.
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Or, Abolish finds out that he's Scott's thrall.
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He’d been naive.
Stupid, foolish, and naive.
Too kind, too nice, too forgiving, too trusting— Too loving. And all he has to show for on this bridge, a divide between two kingdoms, is lily petals.
Pure white, as innocent as snow, yet stained with dried blood, a side-effect of his own magic growing too potent inside of his body. They show his heart’s desire in the shaky palm of his hand, and with it, proof that he’ll never get what he wants. That he isn’t loved back, that it’s unrequited, that instead he’d die a lonely, excruciating death soon. That all he’s worth is his temporary crown, the lies he’s been told, the distrust he’s been given, and the flowers that once blossomed underneath his feet, and now bloom inside his lungs.
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Or, Scott Goldsmith was once a half-elf mage by the name of Scott Springwell
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Ugh. Humans are so rude.
Scott already despises most of the people in Oakhurst and he’s only been here for two days. Two! It wouldn’t be so bad if he wasn’t accused of being a vampire and murdering Shelby in the woods. The townsfolk had been quite nice up until that point, but noooo, even if he successfully managed to convince everyone he didn’t kill Shelby—seeing as she showed up alive and well!—doubt had been cast on him.
And now no one trusts him. Great.
It’s not like Scott truly cares, Shelby’s nice enough, but does he really worry for any of these people? Absolutely not. He’s here to follow strangers into the woods and hope they bite him, not the other way around!
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It’s the unfortunate, irrevocable truth: Scott Goldsmith is human.
He doesn’t want to be.
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Scott has the cure. The town doesn't quite grasp what this entails.
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What if Abolish was found by a vampire after the ep. 5 cave crashout? what if he received an offer that — while dangerous, could offset the balance of things and make it incredibly quicker for him to get out of Oakhurst?
a what if based on the unexplored possibility raised by cc!abolish, when he said he would've been open to turning post ep. 5 but things never lined up properly for that
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26 Jul 2026
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“You will be infiltrating the ball, gathering what intelligence you can, taking out any targets you can get away with,” he said, lowering the cup. It was placed carefully onto a leather coaster, as to not mar the table. “You won’t be working alone, however.”
Abolish pursed his lips in order to stop the instinctual protest. As a rule, Abolish worked best on his own. Other people made things… messy. If Oakhurst could prove anything, it could prove that.
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Six months after the events of Oakhurst, Abolish is sent to infiltrate a ball for the vampiric nobility. Only, he’d be accompanied by the noblest vampire of them all.
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11 Jul 2026
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“Is a conversation too much to ask?”
“Apparently,” Abolish grumbled, a growl sitting easily behind it. “Since you didn’t even mention wanting to have one in the first place.” His hand twitched again, but he made no advances. “One more time. Why am I here.”
A silence Scott filled with running his eyes along every line of Abolish’s face. Every crease held a taste of bitterness, of anger, of emotion that was often so quickly dampened from the hunter’s visage. Even now when he so clearly wanted to rend Scott to pieces, it had simmered into something boiling but not overflowing.
I want to know why you are still alive.
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17 May 2026
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Yes. I noticed. A pause, then: Also you looked very good out there. Almost made me forget you are my patient.
Former patient, Shane corrected before he could even think twice about it, then cursed his own brain. He gnawed the inside of his cheek raw.
Mmm. Former. Another pause. Shane's mind supplied him a very unhelpful memory of Ilya's humming, felt it resonate deep inside of him, with a need he didn't want to name but could. Are you home?
In which Dr. Rozanov gets intimate with Shane's eyes... and elsewhere.
As of June 30, 2026, additional meta resources have been added to this work.
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It has nearly been fifty years since Legundo, doctor and unwilling vampire, died in Oakhurst. A man with his face and voice and the same bloodied past finds himself once more drowning out the ache of violent memories at the first bar he finds. He isn't expecting to see a familiar face, not that he can say why the crimson garbed stranger is familiar in the first place. Legs doubts he could forget a face as pale and perfect as a marble tomb effigy and eyes like a fresh wound.
Scott, for his part, cannot resist toying with the spitting image of the doctor who hated him like no other. His promise never prevented him from being a nuisance, after all.
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20 Apr 2026