Elder Vampire Scott Goldsmith and highly trained (but very tired) vampire hunter Abolish Veylocke navigate being trapped together with a town full of idiots beneath their notice.
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First scene - Abolish is unfazed by Elder Vampire Scott
Second scene - Elder Vampire Scott finds Abolish traipsing through his territory
(both scenes are included in this fic collection on AO3)
what a beautiful time of year everyone is growing veegtables for me spacifically, one problem though you need to make fences shorter im sure its a mistake but i cant reach some of them
4c: —and then the blindness goes away and I see this massive parkour—and I love parkour, so I was like, "oh, this is perfect!" It was not perfect. (audience laughs) It was not. (4c laughs)
Owen: A special thank you to the testers of the team, as well, who put that together. Um, they really—they all worked together in three different installments, um, and I-they were all like, "yeah, he'll-he'll be fine. It'll be okay."
4c: And they tested it without checkpoints? At all?
Owen: No, no one tested it without checkpoints. We-we knew each bit was p-was actually possible? But no one had done it strung together. So you were the first.
4c: I feel like, like, the-the biggest thing, like. I knew this is something I could do when I was parkouring, and just going through it. But it was just a fun moment for my character, cause as I said, originally my character was meant to be evil, or meant to be this, like, villain character? But in this moment it was like. I just had everything just hitting me all at once for my character. I didn't expect that, and it was crazy how that character kind of became, like, a symbol of hope? In a way? Which I didn't expect? And it was like, I was trying to like, say things like, "we can ke-we can get through this, we can make it out." Like, "we can do this," and then I just started saying the same phrase of like, "we always bounce back." Over and over and over again, until my voice was just giving out. But that was the thing keeping me going, and I think other people started saying it, it just became a thing. That was just going? And, um, I, like, that was how I got through it. At the end of the day. And also I can't believe you were watching me that whole time.
Owen: I was so tired.
4c: That was sick and twisted.
Luanne: I stayed up with Owen, I had to see what he came up with for this. It was a long night.
Owen: I remember walking into our room being like, "it's going to be a long night." Just like, "I'll-I'll catch up with you later."
4c: Yeah, but, essentially, like. It was crazy how you managed to find every single thing I cared about in the server, and...broke it. Like, you made me not care about—like, I noticed that when Apo came over, and was like, "oh do you wanna go and play in the arena?" And I couldn't backstab anymore. Or like, oh, Cherri was like, "oh you wanna come parkour," or, "you wanna-you wanna come play some Farkle?" That was why I was there! That was why I was put in that—I-I was like, processing, I was like, "what do I do now?" Like it was (through laughter) genuinely like. I just have to keep going, I guess. (trailing off) But yeah that was it.
Nom: All Owen's taken from that is that it worked. (audience laughs)
btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here
Idk if you are still doing this but could I get Abolish being a menace to Scott <3
Abolish gets a bit of teasing & flirting in, as a treat. Poor Scott can't help that he has a thing for confident, competent & dangerous men.
(I deliberately left it vague so you don't need the context of the fics, but this can definitely be read as CoY!Scott & Abolish, or just them in any sort of post canon established relationship).
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"I thought you said you knew how to fight with a quarter staff?" Abolish commented blandly, as Scott picked himself up out of the dirt. He tried not to pout as he brushed the dirt off his knees and collected the staff off the floor.
"Yeah, a thousand years ago," he muttered. His Sire had liked his fledglings skilled, and had supplemented Scott's already decent skill set from his noble upbringing, adding quarter staff and hand to hand combat to his passable abilities with swords and bows.
Abolish was standing to the other end of the courtyard, watching calmly as Scott gathered himself. He had said he wanted to brush up on some weapons skills, and Scott had volunteered to spar. He wasn't so arrogant as to think he would be able to easily beat Abolish in combat, but he hadn't expected to be knocked onto his ass within a few seconds of their first bout.
"Do you need me to go easy on you, then?" Abolish asked and he sounded so goddamn genuine Scott actually growled at him. Abolish raised an eyebrow back at him.
"I'll take that as a no, then," he said. Scott didn't bother responding, just took his position again near the centre of the courtyard, waiting for Abolish to make the first move.
Scott managed to survive a couple extra beats in their second bout before Abolish landed a solid hit on the back of his knee and sent him to the floor again.
He rolled over onto his back and glared at him. Abolish just stepped back, giving his staff a casual twirl around his body.
"You're doing this deliberately," Scott grumbled.
"Doing what?" Abolish asked, far too innocently.
"Distracting me," he muttered. Abolish was a little too slow turning away from him to fully hide the way a small grin appeared at the corner of his mouth, so Scott knew he was correct.
Abolish had changed out of his usual button down and slacks into a soft linen shirt and loose fitting pants. That had been bad enough — Scott was struggling to drag his eyes away from where the shirt hung open around Abolish's throat — and then Abolish had picked up the staff and Scott should have known he was done for. Abolish wielded the weapon with fluidity and confidence, stepping and twirling like a dancer, in a way that had Scott practically entranced. He never should have agreed to this.
"I have no idea what you mean," Abolish said, the neutrality in his voice finally sounding a little forced. Scott pushed himself back onto his feet with a scoff, stepping up to Abolish again.
He held his ground better in the third round, getting Abolish slightly off balance at one point, but it didn't take long before he was forced backwards, Abolish ducking easily under a swing of his staff and slamming directly into his chest. They both hit the dirt that time, Abolish's weapon pressed flat across Scott's chest as he knelt over him, pinning him to the ground. Scott didn't need to breathe, but still felt like the breath had been knocked out of him.
Abolish's hair was slightly tussled, framing his face prettily has he loomed over Scott. The open collar had shifted, revealing a slither of collarbone and the firm muscles of his neck and shoulder.
"This is deeply unfair," Scott hissed, and Abolish didn't bother hiding his grin that time. "Did you even want to do any training, or was this your plan the whole time?"
Abolish shrugged, and Scott had to resist the urge to growl at him again.
"The training was a bonus. I was mostly testing a theory," Abolish said, still crouched over Scott, knees either side of Scott's hips.
"And what theory is that?" Scott asked, though he kind of didn't want to know the answer.
"That you're easily distracted," Abolish said with another shrug. Scott did growl that time and, with a surge of vampiric strength, pushed his weight up, twisted, and flipped them over. He had the distinct feeling it only worked because Abolish allowed it to.
For some fucking reason Ashe is deciding to post a bunch of bullshit about people of whom he’s harassed for two of his nights straight in a paranoid frenzy about hating him and lying to him when he’s been the one lying and twisting words and putting things out of proportion. You want to know why all this shit started? Why OFS isn’t active anymore? We left because he made us all so uncomfortable to the point of needing to block and leave because he refused to stop messaging us over an already resolved issue that didn’t need to be continued farther. No wonder Moon was at the end of their rope, anyone would be after two days of constant messaging after being told to stop.
okay, Pantheon SMP is Greek-inspired, with Apo directly referencing 'representing a god' in her tweet. this could mean a lot of things, but there's 13 Olympians and 13 confirmed players, so I made this (and it's my way of manifesting a Pyro & Drift teamup)
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