Scott Was Dead. For Fifteen Minutes. No Pulse, No Breath. Empty Lungs And A Still Heart. Scott Mccall

scott was dead. for fifteen minutes. no pulse, no breath. empty lungs and a still heart. scott mccall literally gave his life, sacrificed every bit of himself trying to do the right thing. he let his own beta almost tear him to pieces rather than do more harm to the kid he feels responsible for. scott’s one downfall has only ever been his bitter refusal to give up, his stubborn will to keep fighting, not even for himself but for the sake of everyone else.

and when he has given all he can, when he has made the ultimate sacrifice and thankfully ended up surviving what is he told? give more! give more?? give more than the choking gasps filling his chest with empty breaths, give more than the blood pouring out of his open veins? even his life is not enough, give more give more give more, when will scott mccall have given enough?

Everyone talks about how hot the guys on tw look covered in blood, but no one talks about the one that did it best

I had contemplated doing this post for awhile , because quite frankly I wasn't sure what I was trying to accomplish and even now I am not sure what my goal is. I just know that I don't want to scream into the void . I want to be heard.

Some of you might be aware of one of the most recent tw confession blogs . In one of their more recent posts a very interesting discussion occurred.

One of my mutuals pointed out a collection of fics that are labelled as "101 ways to kill Scott McCall". At first I didn't even notice this , because idk. Maybe I just glazed over it , however when more people began interacting with the publication I SAW IT and I just had to check for myself .

One of said fics is called "Kill-a-Character Bingo - Scott McCall" which is a fanfiction of 26 chapters in which Scott is killed in various grotesque and humiliating ways.This is one of the chapters:

Outside of feeling gross , disillusioned and honestly sick to my stomach , I was also beyond perplexed . It is one thing to dislike a character . To be so annoyed by them that you just want them gone by any means necessary . I can even understand killing them in your own fic as a "treat" . I can't say I am on board with that , but still I can put myself in your shoes...sort of. Writing a fanfiction in which your main focus is a character you loathe , on the other hand, is ...confusing to say the least.

I can already hear some of you saying "It is not like I wrote this" and you are right , but what about the people supporting it .

115+ people apparently consider this good , entertaining . Gave the "author" their silent encouragement to keep going .

To be fair this fic is from the end of 2023 so the kudos are not that much so let's look at their most recent work with the "Dead Scott McCall" tag -"Compare" which was written at the beginning of February 2024

Over 100 kudos in the span of 3 months . Not too shabby for ao3.How much is too much ? How much longer can you use the "just "a few rotten apples" argument?

If you are wondering how Scott's life ends in this story , one of the readers was more than happy to inform us.

I am going to avoid name-calling ,okay. I know that realistically not all of you are like this (thank god). I just want to ask. Do you think this is healthy? Do you thinks that is a fulfilling way for someone to spend their free time? Are you going to be comfortable being near this person and their fans knowing this is one of their "hobbies"? I don't know about you , but I would definitely be keeping my distance.

Again, I have no clue what is the point of this . I don't want you to attack the user . They would most likely just double down doing what they know best . Maybe some of you would understand why people from my side of the fandom are so willing to accuse you of certain things instead getting butthurt . Though that is most likely also asking for too much.

Allison POV companion piece to the Isaac piece I wrote before/another installment of the Scallisaac Polyamory Series WOO

Allison takes Scott in, then. And she—well, she sees.

She sees how his hand is still clenched around Isaac’s arm, thumb rubbing slowly back and forth like he’s barely even cognizant of it. She sees how his brows furrow and how he’s worrying his bottom lip between his teeth. She sees how his eyes have gone heavy, trained on Isaac’s profile, a renaissance painting even with the black burns up his neck and cheek—pain and regret mixed in with something oddly familiar Allison can’t place.

Allison isn’t entirely sure why she does it. On a whim, she asks, “Do you love him?”

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Allison thinks about Isaac, Scott, love, and what it means to be brave.

Allison + 12 - objects, requested by anon

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Not a Jedi anymore…