#flor ask

[floristquills]

mae maezes is stronger than me bcus if my best friend (lowkey qpr) was scott springwell i wouldve just killled nominalgravy until he was dead

Sharing life partner custody with Nominalgravy should've qualified Mae Maezes for compensation

[floristquills]

currently thinking about a possible combination of scott getting framed combined with him getting blamed for no one looking for pyro after he was kidnapped because he mentioned to multiple people that running away is a behavior pattern for him.

like. i feel like there's a possibility here that scott suddenly has a lot of fabricated/overblown evidence making him look like a possible spy/rebel. since in combination with the framing thing it sort of makes it seem like he could have been covering up the kidnapping by excusing it.

obviously, no one close to scott would believe this (drift, shelby, pyro) but others might. and if drift and shelby actually joined the rebels, it would be hard for them to fully clear scott without outing aimsey. and if pyro is also upset with scott for the whole kidnapping thing he may be less willing to side with him even if he thinks the idea that scott would be a spy is stupid.

anyways just something i've been thinking about.

YES I KEEP THINKING ABOUT IT AND IT'S DRIVING ME MAD!!! You said about all there is to say about it, but I am absolutely dreading /pos the upcoming arc for tf! Scott. I can just feel the ice cracking below his feet and HE DOESN'T DESERVE IT ueueueue ;_; Someone just pick Scott for once, it's so fucked up...

(Also my delusional brain wants this situation to somehow force Scott and Pyro back together again, but I doubt that will happen, sigh. Lol)

[floristquills]

I personally feel like we are going to get a exile arc from tf!scott because of the being framed for poisoning thing

If I had a nickel for every ice character, with hurting his friends and abandonment issues who is played by Scott Smajor I'd have 2 nickels

Hmm, I'm not so sure, mostly because he's been gone for several weeks right before now and I'm not sure how he'd do an exile arc while still doing content... I guess they did talk about how the destroyed villages all around the island are technically open to people fixing them and living there, so perhaps that? But they also talked about how it could make the collab side of things hard. So, maybe, but I honestly have no clue! (Though, if Scott is all alone out in the world, perfect time to get kidnapped or somehow link back up with Pyro and Maddy, eh?... I have to stop hoping that Scott and Pyro will make up again lol)

[floristquills]

tf hc that scott's clothes and hair and everything smell of smoke because of the folkflame and pyro catches a whiff and is instantly violently homesick

Hm! That is quite good. Like pine and snow and the heated stone of their volcanic town and the edible flowers they pick during summer. Home incarnate. (Though I don't think Scott actually took the folkflame, he just said he was offered it)

[floristquills]

Ventured over from ao3 to tell you how much I loveee “If you need me, I’ll be in my coffin” !!! You portray the characters so well and I’m very excited to see how the story will play out !! <33

Aww, that's so sweet, thank you <33 I really like how a lot of the characterization and plots are going as well (even though it's quite silly most of the time) ^_^ We may be delving into the meat and potatoes real soon if we want this fic to be a fix-it though... Stay tuned to see if it's possible to fix these dysfunctional disasters lol

Fic here!

[floristquills]

Idk how to tell you this but apparently today someone stole the poison potion Scott gave to Nom in case possession happens, causing Scott's plan to fail. I fear Scott is gonna realize his plan failed and either run away crying or be driven into killing himself, losing faith in his abilities. Do you fear Scott just lost his happy ending.

Did it just disappear from Nom's inventory during the capture the flag stream? Because if that's the case, then it was probably when Owen cleared all potions with his admin powers during the game. There's 2 spares of the potions Scott gave him in the chest with his armor and tools, as long as Nom chooses to pick them up with the rest of his gear for the finale, should still be good

Honestly no clue if Scott will have a happy ending or not. I really have no ideas for how the finale will go, but Scott did mention adjusting spells for the "final battle," so it seems that is planned. He's good at surviving, but Apo has it out for him fr. We shall see ┐⁠(⁠ ⁠˘⁠_⁠˘⁠)⁠┌ As long as the story/character arc is good, I can make myself okay with it lol

(Also Scott said we're getting an animatic about how he got his magic [and presumably how his mom died] Sunday most likely, hype)

[floristquills]

*tap taps on your window and shakes a jar with a few coins, dice and some dirt*

Any crumbs of anything on your mind recently please?

(fic, headcanons, drabbles, sketches, doodles, literally anything)

Pretty please 👉👈

This is a shockingly hard ask for me, not because I don't have ideas kicking around (I've got hundreds that I've bothered to write down alone x.x), but because I either post them right away on here, or I hoard them because I don't want to spoil with the potential that I write and post something proper for them one day lol. But honestly I should hoard less, so!

Here is the opener to a Vampires' AU where Louis and Owen find and accidentally wake Scott from his coffin while Louis was preparing his place to turn Owen. Scott decides to play the social game with Louis to regain control of Oakhurst, but along the way manages to subvert the murder of Louis and thus Owen going off the deep end; politics, Scott and Owen reluctant allyship to keep Louis alive, eventual bonding and the power of friendship for everyone, huzzah!

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Scott has found himself in quite the awkward predicament.

A tea cup full of deep red liquid is placed delicately before him, slim clawed fingers doing so with grace. Politely, Scott smiles and nods his head. The man—vampire, given the white hair and red eyes and clean scent—giving him the blood attempts an equal expression, though it is far more paper and thin. Not that Scott can blame him.

After all, it may only be more awkward for one to have the rightful ruler return when you are the un-rightful ruler, than to be the vice versa.

The vampire sits across the round table from him, linking his fingers and crossing his legs. There's an air of dignity to him which at least reveals a noble upbringing, if still one that obviously did not teach to keep one's fingers in their own business.

Not breaking the silence, Scott picks the cup up and takes a small sip. The blood is clean and warmed, though animal. Scott is slightly too hungery to discern what type, exactly, but he manages to keep his movements smooth as he sets the cup back down. Lips lightly wetted as he meets the vampire's eyes once more.

It goes on like that, silent and drawn out.

There is plenty to take in, and the silence only serves Scott. Gives him times to wake up from the stuttery magical sleep still sticking to him, to take in his surroundings, to collect his mind. While the vampire may be more patient, Scott is happy to gather whatever is given to him so easily like this. Utterly generous.

Just as Scott begins to think that enough time has passed that he can take another sip of the blood without appearing ravenous, a hand slaps down on the table.

Both Scott and the other vampire turn. The human sitting between them is squinting back.

"Who are you and what were you doing in Louis' basement?" The human demands.

Scott tilts his head slightly to the side, examining the human in earnest for the first time. The man is disheveled, which is frankly putting it politely. And Scott has no real urge to describe him politely, on account of how inadequate a sight it is.

The man's face is covered with unkempt and uncared for waves of hair, limp brown. Underneath which, the originally assumed impressive pallor of his skin is revealed to be thick swaths of bandages, wrapped around so much of his skin that it is hard to discern the quality of what lays beneath. Mottling peeks out, and paired with the thin body, poor posture, and appearance of bad health despite age, Scott assumes that he is sickly. Which is frankly an odd and embarrassing servant for this vampire to have, let alone considering that he is apparently not trained in decorum.

"Owen," The vampire scolds, setting his hand on the human's. Then, he pushes it off of the table with a soft smile. When he turns it to Scott, it is once more made brittler. "My Fledgling."

"Ah," Scott says, as it does explain quite a lot.

Though even more so, it sets judgment within Scott's mouth. Why would a vampire choose a human like this to take on as a Fledgling? It may be true that some Sires like them challenging and needy, but this is ridiculous.

Without as much worry, Scott takes another sip of the blood. Cow's.

"Do you posses a name and title likewise?" Scott asks, smiling.

"Mayor Louis of Oakhurst," The vampire says

"Mayor?" Scott asks, mildly surprised. He assumed the man was of higher peerage. "Shall the lord be making an appearance later?"

Louis smooths a smile across his face, pressing a hand to his chest.

"Oakhurst does not have a lord. We have had only a mayor for over a hundred years," Louis says.

"Ah," Scott says. Drier.

What have these stupid peasants done to his land while he slept?

"Quite in luck, I am the lord of Oakhurst myself, Lord Scott Goldsmith," Scott says.

"Hm," Louis says, a line appearing between his brows. "The Goldsmiths have not ruled Oakhurst is nearly four hundred years."

"My, that does seem about right for the amount of time I was sleeping," Scott says, pressing a palm to his cheek as though in thought.

"Does it?" Louis asks.

"Yes," Scott says.

"Hm," Louis says.

The staring and silence commences once more. It is even tenser now. And even more comfortable for Scott, as he battles himself to not smile truthfully. A mayor vampire, arguably not true nobility, who has a poorly trained and chosen fledgling and seemingly not much more.

Things could be much, much worse for Scott here after so much time. What luck.

"And why were you buried beneath Louis' house?" Owen repeats, earning eyes on him once more.

From how he shies down at them, one would think he doesn't like the attention. And yet, he opened his mouth once more.

"Vampire hunters staked me and placed me down there," Scott says simply.

"I see," Louis says, frowning and touching his chin.

"Yes, quite the vexing affair, truly. I should really see to those responsible. But, until then, retaking my rule of Oakhurst will suffice," Scott says.

"You—!"

"Owen, give us a private moment, will you not?" Louis dismisses. When it seems like Owen will argue, he adds: "Please."

Glaring at Scott all the way, Owen stands and stalks out of the room. He will not be going far, but it scarcely matters. It is not as though he poses any real threat.

"I must make it clear, Mister Goldsmith, that you shall not be retaking the rule of Oakhurst from me in any such forward manner. It is not just a case of power for me, but I care for my humans very deeply, and until I know that you are trustworthy of a similar cause, I can not allow it. The reputation of the Goldsmiths was not so kind," Louis says, genuinely appearing afflicted.

Scott tilts his head slightly. "And how shall you see to that?"

"Well, if you make push come about, I will have to kill you," Louis says, smiling gently. "I do not wish to see that fate for you. But I have a duty to my humans."

At the moment, Scott is certainly outclassed to the point that he shall be killed by the vampire before him if he tries. Four hundred years without blood, and injured at the start of that, Scott has been in far better shape. It may take years to return to his full state. And though Scott has some confidence that perhaps he could take on the vampire before him slightly weaker than his peak, in months or maybe weeks, it would be a challenge.

The other options are more complicated. Ways of politics. Gaining support, allies, there are surely still vampires in the world who owe Scott favors. Who owe him their immortal life. After four hundred years, likely not many. But some.

Though without that… There is always the mayor himself. He is an unknown entity, but he appears a bleeding heart of sorts.

Scott needs more information.

"And what of if I share your beliefs alongside my rightful claim to the lordship?" Scott asks politely.

"If that were to be the case, then I suppose there are more discussions to be had about the political structure of Oakhurst," Louis says carefully.

"Mayors so oft have lords," Scott says.

"That is true," Louis says, eyeing him. "As stated, power is not my motivator. Should the lord be someone I trust, I would not necessarily be opposed."

"I see," Scott says.

He sits back in his chair and drains his cup of blood. While he does it, he carefully examines the choices before him. Brute force, gaining allies, or working with Louis. In order of possible consequences: permanent death with failure, difficulty of being four hundred years out of the court, or being forced to kiss upon a lowly play-pretend mayor.

Well, Scott has kissed upon less beautiful men before.

Scott sets his empty cup down carefully.

"Then it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mayor Louis," Scott says, spreading a pretty smile across his lips.

Louis smiles back, appearing only mildly exhausted and strained. "Likewise."

[floristquills]

Personally, knowing what I do of Scott smajor characters, I feel it’s more likely for him to shut down and withdraw. My guess is that he’ll be so afraid of hurting others, he’ll force the magic inwards towards himself. He’s already got blue hair and the ice leaking out of room is freaking him out.

If there’s one established thing about Scott Boralith, it’s that he’s a gentle giant. He cares a lot, about his friends, about his home, even about people he “shouldn’t” care for anymore. He’ll likely isolate himself to protect the others. AJ’s plans of framing Scott will only further this, I feel.

Seren’s book of freezing her parents being what spooked Scott into his training arc is clear evidence of Scott not wanting to hurt others. To me, he felt so afraid of admitting his lack of control to Shelby and Drift before they all left. He’s afraid, not for himself, but for the others.

I haven’t watch the latest stream yet fully, but I’m getting there. From what I’ve read though, he can take things personally, and very hard, guilt creeping up like frost on a window, obscuring what you see.

Though a big crashout would be deserved and cathartic, it’s just not very in character imo. Boy, if I had a nickel for every Scott smajor character that deserved a crass out, I would have a lot of nickels. I do also understand how this may be difficult translate story wise, so I’m very eager to see how things progress!

Yup, agreed^^ He might accidentally hurt a couple people in a fight, but I doubt he'll crash out (even though he DESERVES TO, cause everyone takes him for granted >_<). I think he'll just be sad and lonely :(