#Keiran is M/n

[famesau]

How They Confess /rdr2 shorts/

Part one: Kieran Duffy

A/n: Sorry it took me so long to post, but here's the first of many confession shorts! The next one I post is for Javier!!

Word Count: 1.6k

You and Kieran were close, a little too close, some thought. Ever since he officially joined the gang, you helped him adjust and tried to keep the others off his back all the time. A few acts of kindness soon turned into a genuine friendship between you and him. For a while, things were great between you guys. You were practically inseparable; he’d always check on you and vice versa, and any downtime you or he had, you were spending it together. You may have been just friends at first, but you slowly fell for him. He always checked up on you, he was quick to lend you a helping hand, and small things like him grooming your horse made you smile. His personality and quirks made him different from the others, but it’s what drew you in. He loved being around you, too. Thanks to your friendship, he felt more included with the gang; you made him feel less like a burden and more like someone who deserved better. However, over time, you started noticing changes in his behavior. He was far more nervous than usual, stammering over his words, not wanting to hang out as much, and being secretive, too. But he only acted that way with you. Anytime you asked him what was up, he avoided the question or said nothing. You knew he was lying, and it worried you, but nothing seemed to change until today.

Today wasn’t so busy, so you did some shopping, foraging, and a little thievery to spice things up, but you had to return to camp eventually. By the time you returned to camp, it was late in the evening, some folks were still out and others were relaxing, enjoying one of the few quiet evenings they could get. As you strolled into camp, your eyes caught Keiran almost immediately. He was with the horses like usual, grooming them and giving them some more hay. Your immediate reaction was to say hey but you hesitated. With the way he’s been acting, you decided to keep quiet. With a quick huff, you pulled your horse to the nearest post and hopped off, slowly unpacking your saddle. While you unpacked, you couldn’t help but look back in Keiran's direction, feeling a little guilty that you didn’t speak, but he wasn’t there anymore. “What the hell..?” You thought to yourself while quickly scanning your surroundings in search of him.

“Heya!”

Someone said behind you. Your body jolted upright and spun around, and to your surprise, it was Kieran, with his hands raised in surrender.

“ ‘m sorry, just wanted to say hey…ain’t mean to startle ya..”

He muttered, a slight nervous sweat running down his rosy cheeks. You stared blankly at him, surprised because he was talking to you first. For weeks, you were initiating and holding conversations with him, so this was a shock to you.

“It's fine…Hey Kieran.”

“That’s good…C..can we uhm..talk? In private, please?”

He stammered, his voice shaking while he spoke. Kieran was known for being nervous, but even this seemed a little out of character. His hands trembled by his sides, his lips stretched into a thin smile, and his face grew redder by the second. Your eyes trailed his face and body curiously, trying to figure out why he wanted to talk privately, but you agreed to speak with him..

“Uh, yeah sure, just give me a minute. Need to put some stuff away.”

“O-okay! Meet me by the clearing over there.”

He said with a wide smile, pointing to the small clearing of trees near the horses. You looked in that direction and gave him a thumbs up before leaving his side. For weeks, he’s been distant, and now he wants to talk alone? Your gut churned at the many things that could happen. Anxiety swarmed your thoughts, worried you did something wrong, or that he wanted to stop being friends with you. After you put your things away, you slowly walked to the spot where Kieran wanted to meet you. He stood against a tree with his arms behind his back. The closer you got, the more queasy you felt. Who knew the time he wanted to talk to you would make you this uneasy? When you finally arrived at the clearing, he moved off the tree, seeming eager yet nervous. Your hands were wrapped tightly around your arms, trying to ease your nerves. You both had things you wanted to say, but no words came out; you just stared at each other, feeling similar emotions. This moment of silence was eating you both up, but you spoke first, desperate to get this over with.

“…Hey, look ‘m sorry for whatever I…did…”

You said, but soon stopped when Kieran moved his arms from behind his back to reveal what was hiding behind them. It was a small bouquet ranging in color and size, most of which grew around camp. His eyes shifted from your face to the flowers he held towards you with trembling hands. He didn’t have his hat on, but if he had, he would have been hiding his face behind it.

“I-I uhm…I like you..Like a lot. I know I been acting weird, I ain’t mean to, but being around you made me feel so many things..I couldn’t stop thinkin bout ya..”

He paused. He took a moment to clear his throat and finally look at you.

“ I thought it would just go away, but it got worse…I was afraid I’d scare you off if I confessed, but I can’t keep my feelings to myself anymore…I wanted to say sumthing but I was scared to for a while… heh hell ‘m scared now but I can’t act as if I don’t want to be more than friends with ya..”

Your hands quickly covered your open mouth, his words left you speechless. You were so worried that you did something wrong that you completely overlooked the possibility that he had feelings for you. Your eyes welled with tears, and your cheeks flushed from his confession. While you were processing everything, Kieran stood there, a trembling mess, waiting for your reaction, but worried he’d be rejected. He may have been scared, but he’d rather get rejected now than later. From the moment you both met till now, you’ve been playing on a loop in his mind. Your kindness towards him kept him warm on cold nights, made him smile on rough days, it made him feel loved more than ever. He was captivated by you, but scared that feeling this way about you was wrong. He was afraid you’d push him away and shut him out if he confessed, but he couldn’t keep his feelings a secret anymore. Though fear consumed his being, he had to tell you, even if there was a slim chance you’d feel the same. In the silence, only your breathing and chirps from crickets could be heard. The tension was almost suffocating for Kieran; he was just about to leave and hide due to the embarrassment, but finally, you moved. You stepped closer to him, reaching for his hands and resting your hands over his. The simple gesture was enough to ease Kieran's shaking body almost immediately. His eyes glanced at your hands and then back at you, however, you were looking at the flowers with a soft smile.

“I was worried you didn’t wanna be friends anymore…but this is even better..”

You said softly, looking up at him with small tears trickling down your face, not out of sadness but joy. Kieran was shocked by your reaction, but glad you seemed to reciprocate the feeling. His already pounding heart was over the moon. His lips curled into a soft smile. He stepped closer to you, looking down at you with a relieved but happy expression.

“So…you like me too..?”

He asked, just to be sure. His question made you laugh a little, but you nodded your head, taking the flowers from his hands and bringing them up to your nose to smell.

“mhm…I like you a lot, Kieran.”

He smiled warmly at you, his expression still as bashful as ever. If he were bold, he would’ve swooped you up in his arms and kissed you but he refrained, not wanting to do too much so soon. His eyes closed for a moment, but soon reopened because of a sudden feeling of your lips against his. A small whimper escaped his lips as he looked down at you with widened eyes, thinking he said he wanted to kiss you out loud. Before he could fully process the kiss, you pulled away with a playful smirk. While he thought he was just thinking about kissing you, his body language was giving it away, making it more obvious he wanted to, so you kissed him.

“ There, happy? We should head back to camp, I want to put these in a vase.”

You said happily, giving him another big smile before turning away to go back to camp. You were at first a little hurt by his behavior towards you, but knowing he had feelings for you and wanted to confess them properly made you feel at ease. Better than that, you were elated. Kieran was still in shock by the kiss and was unable to process what you said, but seeing you walk off made him snap out of it.

“W-wait for me! Can we kiss again? I wasn't ready!”

He said, quickly catching up to you and walking closely beside you, back to camp. Being able to confess to you was the best decision he ever made. Not only did you help him feel less lonely in this world, but now he’d do the same for you and more.

[theres-a-body-here]

Teasing

Kieran Duffy x Male!reader

(Sequel to this post)

Over the past few days since Kieran saved Arthur and joined the gang, you noticed how he kept his distance from you, tending to the horses and keeping mostly to himself. The incident in the stable seemed to have left quite an impact on him. During your encounters, he would quickly avert his gaze and hurry away whenever possible.

Observing Kieran from afar as he brushed The Count's mane, you couldn't help but smile at the memory of your shared intimate encounter in the stable. His obvious discomfort only made the situation more enticing for you. Gripping your pistol tightly, you imagined the helpless expression on his face when you held him the way you did.

Suddenly, Micah's voice broke through your thoughts. "That's disgusting," he sneered, having caught you in the act of fantasizing about Kieran.

Turning towards him, you observe as he sits beside you on the log and takes out his own pistols to clean.

"What do you mean 'disgusting'?" you ask curiously, knowing full well what he meant but wanting clarification nonetheless.

With a roll of his eyes, Micah responds, "The way you're lusting after that idiot horse fucker, it's plain gross."

"Perhaps," you mused aloud as you continued cleaning your weapon, occasionally stealing glances at Kieran. "But I enjoy watching him squirm."

This prompted another scoff from Micah who glared at Kieran from afar. "He's an O'Driscoll," he stated firmly, reminding everyone within earshot of his background.

"He's mine," you say calmly as you examine the barrel of your pistol.

Micah has lived with you long enough to recognize your words as a subtle warning. He understood the underlying message – hands off.

Micah grits his teeth, his jaw clenching tightly. "No wonder our father disowned you," he muttered under his breath.

~~~~~~

"Want a treat?" Keiran whispered as the silver Arabian sniffed curiously at Kieran's pocket

Keiran set the brush down before digging into his pockets and pulling out a small horse treat. He opened his palm as he reached out. "Here you go, big guy."

The count nuzzled his palm eagerly, taking the offering between large teeth.

"I think he likes you," you comment from behind him, startling Kieran as he turns around suddenly upon hearing your voice.

"M-Mr. Bell," Kieran stammered upon realizing it was you standing behind him. His entire body language screamed uncertainty as he looked ready to bolt at any given moment.

It's clear that the incident still haunts him.

Reaching out slowly, you place a hand on his shoulder, careful not to frighten him further. "Please, call me (Y/N)," you said kindly, attempting to put him at ease.

Despite your efforts to seem friendly, Kieran remained cautious and uneasy around you, still regarding you with caution as if waiting for an attack at any second.

Remembering what John had shared earlier, you mention, "I heard you wanted to go fishing." Given his current situation within the gang, it seemed unlikely anyone else would volunteer to accompany him out of camp grounds.

Nervously playing with his fingers, Kieran hesitated before responding to your offer. "I uh…" he trailed off, clearly unsure about your intentions.

Recognizing his apprehension, you offered reassurance by saying, "I wouldn't mind going with you."

Kieran's eyes brightened for a brief moment before settling back into uncertainty once more. Clearly, he struggled with deciding if the prospect of fishing was worth risking being alone with you outside of camp.

Rubbing his shoulder, you leaned close to whisper encouragingly in his ear, "If you feel like going, just come find me, and we'll go."

As you pulled away, your lips grazed against his earlobe, sending shivers through his body.

Without giving him time to react further, you turned to walk back to the log, leaving Kieran alone with his thoughts.

~~~~~~

Though grateful that you accompanied him outside of camp grounds, Kieran couldn't help but feel unsettled by your presence.

He held onto his fishing rod tightly, trying hard not to let his anxiety show while resisting the urge to constantly check over his shoulder where he knew you were watching intently.

Sitting on the grass nearby, you watched intently as Kieran stood at the water's edge, casting his line into the river. Memories of assisting him in the stable resurfaced – specifically, witnessing his anxious expression filled with tears aroused an unexpected response in you.

You wanted to see it again.

After several hours of patiently waiting for a bite, Kieran finally managed to catch five fish.

Along with praising his success, you decided to provoke him a bit.

"Nice job, O'Driscoll," you teased playfully, eager to gauge his reaction.

As expected, Kieran frowned deeply, reminding you sternly, "I'm not an O'Driscoll!"

Amused by his reaction, you couldn't help but chuckle at how adorable he appeared when riled up.

Once Kieran calmed down, he stood around awkwardly. He wasn't sure what to do next. Looking nervous, he asked tentatively, "So… do we head back?"

Shrugging nonchalantly, you replied, "Only if you want to," as you began walking towards a shaded area under a tree. Leaning against its trunk, you settled comfortably against its cool surface while enjoying the respite from the sun's heat.

Gesturing to the open spot beside you, Kieran reluctantly decided that he would rather be on your good side than your bad.

Cautiously, he joined you beneath the tree, sitting close enough for companionship but far enough to keep a safe distance between the two of you.

Suddenly feeling a strong grasp on his shoulder, Kieran was startled when you pulled him closer to you. "Come on, Duffy," you taunted playfully, "Don't be shy."

Reaching into your bag, you pulled out a journal and ink pen before starting to write something within its pages.

Meanwhile, Kieran remained silent beside you, struggling to think of ways to fill the awkward silence hanging between you both.

Trying to break the tension, Kieran asked curiously, "What are you writing?"

"A letter," you replied casually without taking your eyes off your paper, "to my older brother."

Kieran looked confused, asking, "Micah?"

Snorting in amusement, you clarified, "No, my other one - Amos."

The sound of your pen scratching against paper echoed softly amidst the quiet forest ambiance until finally, you finished writing and placed away your materials inside your bag.

Turning towards Kieran, you shared a mischievous grin before raising a finger to your lips, "Let's keep this a secret between us, okay? Micah would kill us if he found out."

Kieran's eyes widened with fear at the thought, nodding quickly in agreement.

Standing up abruptly, you clapped your hands once and instructed Kieran to gather the fish they had caught earlier.

"Grab the fish bucket; we're heading back now," you ordered, eager to return home after a successful day of fishing.

Nodding obediently, Kieran rose to collect the bounty before following closely behind you on the journey back to camp.

Gazing at the sky turning golden orange as the sun set, you realized nightfall wouldn't arrive until much later, leaving plenty of time to make it back to camp without worrying about navigating through darkness.

With each step taken along the trail leading home, Kieran followed closely behind, carrying the bucket of fish in his hands.

As the two of you continued walking, Kieran began to feel an increasing urge to relieve himself. His heart raced with anxiety at the thought of what might happen if you discovered he needed to pee. His bladder felt like it could burst any moment, making him squirm uncomfortably with every step closer to camp.

Unable to hold back any longer, Kieran let out a small whimper that caught your attention immediately.

Turning to face him with curiosity, you raised an eyebrow and questioned, "What was that?"

Kieran stuttered nervously, attempting to come up with a plausible excuse for his unusual behavior. "I-I'm fine! Just a sneeze," he lied poorly, hoping you wouldn't suspect anything amiss.

Your eyes narrowed suspiciously as you scanned Kieran's body language. Noticing his tightly crossed legs, you couldn't help but smirk deviously. "You gotta pee, don't you?"

Kieran's face fell, realizing his cover was blown. He stumbled through another lie, desperately trying to maintain his cover-up. "No, I-I don't have to go!"

Laughing heartily, you approached Kieran and wrapped an arm around his shoulders, pulling him closer. "Does the little O'Driscoll need help to pee again?" you teased playfully, enjoying his discomfort.

Kieran's bladder throbbed painfully, causing him to squirm uncontrollably as he tried desperately not to lose control of his bladder.

"No, I don't…and I'm not an O'Driscoll!" he insisted with a whimper, growing increasingly distressed by your closeness.

"Is that right?" you mused aloud, your hand trailing lower to press firmly against his straining bladder. Kieran's knees nearly gave out beneath him, but you steadied him against a nearby tree for support.

"S-stop that," Kieran pleaded weakly, his voice barely above a whisper as he squirmed helplessly in your grasp, attempting to escape your touch.

Helping Kieran sit down against the tree trunk, you chuckled teasingly. "You're going to burst if you keep it in," you warned playfully.

Kieran began fumbling with his belt buckle, knowing full well the consequences of holding it in any longer. Your arm squeezed his waist playfully, adding pressure to his already strained bladder.

As Kieran undid his button, revealing his flaccid penis, you let out a low whistle. "No union suit?" you teased. Kieran's face flushed with embarrassment as he turned away from your gaze.

Your hand reached out and encircled his member, eliciting a surprised squeak from Kieran as he snapped his head back towards you in shock.

"Well then? Pee," you encouraged, as if this was a perfectly normal request.

Kieran stuttered, "I-I can't," too embarrassed to relieve himself despite the pressure on his bladder bordering on painful.

Beginning to slowly stroke his cock, you press your cheek against his, coaxing him with a gentle whisper. "Don't be shy, come on," you cooed softly.

Kieran trembled uncontrollably, his bladder screaming for release as he fought against his instincts to get hard.

Kieran's cock gradually stiffened in your warm hand, his breathing becoming shallow as you continued stroking him with increasing pressure. Pressing your thumb against the sensitive tip, you felt him twitch in response.

The former O'Driscoll had transformed into a blubbering mess, whimpering and mumbling incoherently as he clung to you like a needy puppy. "Please… I can't… ugh," he managed to utter through his gasps and moans.

As you pressed a gentle kiss against his quivering lips, Kieran's resolve broke entirely. Letting out a loud wail, he thrust his hips forward and released a powerful stream of urine into the air, splattering the ground in front.

"Woah there!" you exclaimed playfully, redirecting his spurting cock away from both of you as he emptied his bladder with forceful streams of hot urine onto the damp earth, steaming slightly. Keiran buried his face in your shoulder, ashamed of his loss of control but unable to stop the flow of urine gushing from him.

Kieran whimpered into your shoulder, desperate to finish relieving himself as quickly as possible. He shakes as he tries to force himself to pee harder. You laughed softly and planted a tender kiss on his head while continuing to stroke his throbbing cock, encouraging him to let it all out.

As the stream of urine began to weaken, Kieran slowly pulled away from your shoulder, his face flushed with embarrassment and tears staining his cheeks as he realized what he had done in front of you. You shake his hard cock to get rid of any remaining droplets of piss.

"Good boy," you cooed softly, planting a kiss on his damp cheek. Kieran sniveled quietly, unable to meet your gaze as shame washed over him.

Continuing to stroke his cock, you pressed another kiss to his cheek and tasted the saltiness of his tears on your lips.

Picking up the pace of your strokes, Kieran let out a deep groan as his hands flew to grasp your body for support. Initially hesitant, he eventually turned his head towards yours, meeting your for a kiss.

~~~~~~

As you and Kieran returned to camp, Lenny stood guard and greeted you both with a wave. However, upon noticing Keiran's puffy eyes, he shot you a questioning look. Ignoring his gaze, you continued walking past Lenny without offering any explanation.

Kieran cast an embarrassed glance your way before heading towards the stables, likely to tend to the horses in an attempt to regain some sense of normalcy after the intimate encounter you both shared.

You calmly walked over to the wooden table where Micah was sharpening his knife and sat down across from him.

Without even glancing up, he commented harshly, "You smell like piss."

"I know," you replied nonchalantly, staring at the stable entrance as Keiran disappeared inside.

Micah paused mid-grind on the whetstone and slowly raised his head to look at you.

"What?"

[update-blog-bp9]

*Throat clear* Hello...This might be important for you.

So you can share this post as much as you want, because it is not going to end up on my official side, after all this is an update side and this will be used as one. I might be unable to do EVERY single one, but I decided to open (Inofficially) requests again for like a week. It starts today the 14th of december and it ends on the 22nd of december. I only let christmas oneshots count. They can end SPICY, but not too smutty. (Yes I said it. writing it smutty with everything else that might be build in, it would take me weeks to finish) AND! There is a LIST of what I am writing about.

Characters:

William Afton (Game/Movie Universe, which then also might include the Afton children. Game version: Michael, Evan/CC, Elizabeth Movie: Vanessa) Stu Macher (Scream) Loki (Marvel) Headless Horseman (1999 Sleepy Hollow) Skulduggery Pleasant (with Erskin Hollow, Keiran Fox, Ciar or Corrupted, I am doing the dead men there too, so it doesn't have to be the skeleton. If you want alive!Skulduggery with Erskin Hollow celebrate Christmas, write (Past) and I will know) Demon Road (Amber Lamont and Milo Sebastian) Ninjago (Morro, Garmadon, Wu and the Ninja)

The Oneshots can be:

Fluffy Angsty Spicey

The shots CAN'T be:

Smut (Because it would take me centuries to finish, I have little time on my hands and my sleeping shedule is all over the place)

The shots CAN have:

Reader input (SP already has that but I wanted to let you know that I will do Reader input of you tell me to. Erskin Hollow, Keiran Fox and Corrupted are all M/n in SP, with different taken names, because of the different AU's I am making. One is adopted by SP and sees the Dead Men as Siblings, the other got adopted by Anton and sees the others as Uncles and Skulduggery is alive with his children, just like Hopeless and Larrikin and Corrupted was adopted into the Edgley Family, so he is Valkyrie's Brother. Ciar is also M/n and that name is used for romantic Dead Men Oneshots. So no one can yell that I am doing incest or some shit, and no one gets confused, I use different names.)

The shots CAN'T have:

Fucked up shit. (Incest, underage spicey scenerios, Etc.)

Genders:

Female!Reader Male!Reader Gen!Reader Genderbent!Character (You can make them a female from male, but still no smut !)

THEME !:

Christmas/Winter (Anything else will NOT be written. I am doing Christmas and winter related stuff, NOT smut, no summer themes and stuff. WINTER/CHRISTMAS THEME!!!)

How far can spicey go ?:

A bit of dirty talk, flirting, heated make out session and that is it. I will stop at the characters, taking off their clothes. :P

Deadline:

22nd of December 2023 will be the end of requests, starting from today the 14th of December 2023.

Where can you request them:

@skulduggery-pleasant-bp9

@update-blog-bp9

@blackypanther9

Have fun requesting. And remember the rules guys ! I mean it ! I am dead serious ! I have very little time, but I want to do something small at least for yall, for this month. So use this knowledge wisely !!!

Requests for Anon is also having green light now. On all the three blogs.

I'm tagging those who miss some Marvel, because now is your chance !!!

@innerpiratefun @gayhopefullove @natashaxmarvelmen @buffymore @lovefanfiction01

Go crazy, but not too crazy, yeah ? *Cough, cough* I hope it shows you that I tagged yall...

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“Looking at Your Pager” by KH

DV:

What if Crazy Frog but not annoying? is not a formula I expected to be a winning one in 2022, and yet here we are. Four Tet, a name that has apparently never even appeared as a reference point on this blog, made one of the best songs of the year out of the cheap ringtone synths and what sounds like mp3 compression artifacts, a chirpy sample from 3LW (pitch shifted and chopped enough that it’s wild to realize it lifts basically an entire verse), and a squelchy synth bass. It sounds almost academic, but the result is insistently catchy and active, an effervescent delight that lingers in the air far longer than its short runtime would suggest.

MG:

What a fucking year for Keiran Hebden -- he knows it, too. From his legal victory over Domino Records to the (re) discovery of his super-massive playlist, a surreal treasure chest that feels like being able to look through someone’s notebook of thoughts (or diary, or dream journal, or whatever, but I will keep pretentiously calling it a notebook of thoughts), to his non-stop release schedule which encompassed established projects like Four Tet and relative mysteries like this one, KH, which is credited with only two songs: “Looking at Your Pager” and 2019′s “Only Human.” Perhaps because of the song’s real-life context or perhaps because it was released at the dawn of summer, it’s always sounded like pure and total joy to me. The 3LW sample hints at minor distress (an unreachable other, people as distractions) but as the complaints crest, a wobbling bass drops like a meteor or a string of synth notes clears the air and their affect renders all other emotion meaningless. Fed through the KH filter, our modern problems sound silly and happiness feels inevitable. It’s a sort of Rainbow Road of imagination but its unreality doesn’t diminish its portent.

[sofrpc]

⌖*ﾟ— 550+ UNIQUE AND UNDERUSED MALE NAMES

as requested, i have created a masterlist of 550+ unique and underused male names ! these are all listed in alphabetical order, and although i dont claim any of these as my own, please don’t copy and paste straight into another masterlist. feel free to use the names in any way you like, i hope this gives you muse for your characters (my faves are bolded) — also smash that like or reblog if you found this useful, thank you !

A

abel, acacius, ace, achilles, adagio, adaiah, adalius, adley, adelio, adonis, adrian, adriel, aiden, akello, alain, alarik, alastair, alek, alfred, alfonzo, ali, alisio, alonzo, amari, amedeus, amias, amos, anakin, andre, ansel, anton, anwar, apollo, aragon, aramis, archer, aries, arlo, arrius, artemis, asher, ashton, asriel, atlas, atlantis, atticus, auden, august, auri, austin, avery, axel, aziel

B

bacchus, baden, bailey, baldwin, balin, balton, bandit, banks, barley, baxley, baxter, baze, bear, beau, beck, benson, bentley, berlin, bianco, bishop, blade, blaine, blaze, bode, bodhie, booker, bosley, boston, brandon, brantley, brayden, braxton, brecken, brennon, brett, briley, brinley, brock, bruno, bronx, brooks, bryce, bryson

C

caelan, caesar, cade, cador, cage, cain, caleb, callaway, callen, callister, callum, calvin, camden, campbell, carlisle, carlo, carrick, carter, casey, casper, castiel, cedric, cesar, channing, charles, chase, chuck, clifton, clinton, cleon, coen, coleman, colton, crew, cristiano, cooper, corbin, corey, cortez, cravin

D

dale, dallas, dalton, damari, damian, damon, dane, dante, dario, darius, davon, dax, dean, declan, dedrick, delius, demarcus, demetrius, dennis, denzel, deon, derek, devon, dexter, dillon, dimitri, dion, dolan, dominic, drake, drew, drystan, duke, dwayne, dwight, dyson

E

eaton, echo, edan, eddison, eden, edrick, eli, eliam, elias, elijah, elio, eliseo, ellis, emilio, emerson, emmett, enoch, enzo, ernest, eros, essex, evan, evian, ezra

F

fabian, falcon, fallon, farley, felix, fenton, finley, finnick, floyd, flynn, fonso, ford, forester, francisco, franco, freddy, frederick, frodi

G

gabe, gabriel, gaius, gabin, galvin, gareth, garrick, gaston, gaveel, georgie, gemini, giorgio, glade, gonzalo, gray, gregory, greyson, griffin, grover, gunner, guy

H

haim, hadden, hadley, hale, hammond, hanan, hanson, harden, harley, harris, hayes, helio, helix, hendrix, hermes, hiram, holden, holland, holmes, houstan, howard, hudson, hugh, hugo, hunter, hyde

I

iago, ian, icarius, idris, iker, ilario, indigo, isaak, isaiah, israel, ithiel, ives

J

jace, jadon, jago, jahziel, jairo, jakez, jakobe, jamari, janos, jaron, jasper, javier, jaxon, jayden, jaylon, jaziel, jenson, jeremiah, jermaine, jersey, jett, joaquin, jonas, jose, joss, jovani, joziah, judas, jude, julian, julius, junior, justice

K

kace, kaden, kael, kairo, kahlil, kai, kaleb, kamden, kanan, karson, kashton, kasper, keenan, keiran, kennedy, keon, kenton, kenzo, keyon, kez, kiah, killian, kingsley, kito, klaus, kobe, koby, kodah, kohen, kolton, kristian, knox, kyan, kynan, kyson

L

lamar, lamont, lance, landon, laney, larkin, lawyer, lazarus, leandro, lee, legend, lennox, leno, leon, levi, lex, liko, link, locke, loki, loman, lonzo, lorenzo, luca, lucian, lukas, lyam, lynx

M

mac, machi, macklin, maddox, magnus, maison, major, makeo, malaki, manning, mano, marion, marlon, mars, martez, mathias, maxton, mekhi, meyer, micah, milian, miller, milo, montey, montez, myles

N

nakos, nasir, nathaniel, neel, neriah, nero, nevada, nicolo, nicklaus, nickolai, nico, nike, nikos, nixon, noah, nolan, norton, nye

O

oakley, oberyn, obi, obsidian, octavian, oison, olimpio, olsen, omar, ontario, onyx, orion, orlando, oskar, oslo, oryn, otis, oxford, oxley

P

pablo, paley, palmer, parker, parson, pauly, paxton, pearce, perkin, phelix, phoenix, pierre, pike, podrick, porter, preston, prince, puck

Q

qamar, quinten, quillon, quince

R

racer, radley, rafael, rafer, ralph, rambo, ramiel, ramone, randall, raven, rayan, reed, reese, rhydian, ricardo, ridley, riker, riley, river, robin, rocco, roderick, roland, roman, romeo, ronan, roni, rowan, royden, rufus, ryder, ryland

S

sadler, safari, salem, salix, salvador, sami, santiago, sawyer, sean, seaton, severo, shayne, shiloh, silas, silvano, simba, skander, skyler, slade, spencer, spiro, stanley, stefan, syrus

T

talmon, tane, tanner, tate, tatum, tavis, teddy, terence, theo, theon, tirion, titus, tobias, tommen, tonio, travis, trey, troye, trystan, turner, tyrell, tyrese, tyson

U

ulan, uri, uriel, urien

V

vadim, vale, vance, valentine, vaughn, venturo, venus, vermont, vero, victor, vidor, vince, volante, voss

W

wade, walker, walter, warner, warren, watson, waylan, wayne, wilder, wilson, wilton, wolfgang, wyatt, wynton

X

xander, xavier, xenos, xylon

Y

yates, york, yuri, yusef

Z

zacharias, zade, zavier, zayn, zed, zeke, zero, zeus, zion

[seawitchtales]

A few days of no answers, Carolina began her part of the story. After gathering Harper, they discussed the young Queen’s plans and ambitions; b e f o r e these thoughts and ideas would never of been entertained by the Leader of the Dealers, but just as Robin before her, she had her own ideas. A Wolf of Snow would be sent to find every Death Dealer, near or far, summoning them to the Gather Spot. As she waited the bright flash of green light would startle her. “...the fuck is that?” She haphazardly allowed her eyes to drift towards Lani, Jacob, Keiran, Ben, Destiny, and Harper who each offered a shrug of their shoulders. “..I don’t feel so well..” Magic was a motherfucker. As the hours started to tick away the forest gave way to dealer after dealer. Carolina made it a point to stand the highest, taking a perch upon an overlooking a dried up river bed. “..I seem to recall leaving Snow Mystic in hopes that all of the fine examples I left for my flock would be followed no matter what. We are not only a murder for hire, but we also keep the f u c k i n’ peace between the nobles and the beyond the bridge peoples. How hard was it to watch Henry and Alexandria so that none of this would of happened?” It was like a Mother scolding her children. With both of her hands rested against her hips she jumped from the ledge she stood upon, landing against her bare feet against the leaves below. “..now, I am even more disappointed that we are back at these crossroads. Who told my Dealers to keep life or death information from me?” Eyes narrowed as she weaved her way in and out of them. “...what Dealer made a fuckin’ deal for the candle!” Now she snarled, the sky above the lot of them breaking with thunder. “...I was almost blown I to tiny pieces, my fucking Brother is off in Sand land being a fucking idiot, Serena had yet again fucked me..” Oh, ho? “...Serena..” Her voice was low, venom dripping from her lips. “...I will have two names given to me, in the shortest time possible, or every five minutes I will cut off the heads of every single one of you for treason. And let us not forget Sister Daniella Gazer..” She went to do the Catholic blessing before laughing almost manically. As she strolled the group, a young dealer was snatched by the back of her head and drug all the way back up where she had once stood above them. “...four minutes..” And now they would wait to see how many bodies piled up at her feet before s o m e o n e thought it might be a fantastic time to stop lying.

@thenorthernrecords @clanconan @snowprincessharper @serena-drake @marcusgazer

[elysiansl]

H I S 

S p o n s o r s - Sixx

T o p - Couples Shirts [Men & Women] - Sixx

8 Phrases

5 Colours

B o t t o m s - Angi Jeans - Sixx

6 Colours

H a i r - Maddie -  DOUX @ Level

M a s k - Mask With Cigarette - BANG 

H a i r - Keiran - Modulus @ Uber

[pcssessivc-blog]

male names: 

a aaron, abbott, abraham, adam, adrian, aiden, alec, aleksey, alex, archer, atlas, alaric, albany, albus, alexander, alexandre, alexei, alfie, alistair, anakin, andrew, anson, apollo, ariel, arden, ash, asher, ashford, ashley, ashton, atticus, august, augustus, austin, avery. 

b bailey, baker, basil, barrett, bastien, baxter, bear, beau, beckett, behar, bellamy, ben, bennett, bentley, bijou, bishop, blaise, bowen, bowie, braham, bristol, brody, brad, braden, bradford, brandon, braxton, brendan, brennan, brentley, brett, briar, brogan, bronx. 

c cadence, cael, callan, caleb, calum/callum, calvin, cameron, camden/camdyn, carson, carter, casey, cash, caspian, casper, cassidy, cayden, chance, charlie, chase, chester, clayton, colby, colton, connor, cooper, cory, cyrus. 

d daniel, david, dakota, dallas, damian, dane, dayton, daytona, dean, declan, derek, dexter, dieter, dimitri. 

e easton, eli, elias, elijah, elliott, emerson, emery, emmett, emrys,  everett, everley, ezra. 

f fallon, felix, finley, finnick, fitz, fletcher, fox, forrest, francis. 

g gabriel, garrett, gavin, gideon, griffin, graeme, graham, greyson. 

h hamish, harbin, hadley, harper, hartley,harvey, harlow, harry, hayden, henley, henri, holden, hudson, hunter, huxley.

i ian, icarus, ichabod, ira, irwin, isa, isaac, isaiah. 

j jace, jacob, jack, jai, james, jasper, jay, jenner, jensen, jericho, jeremy, jesse, jonah, jonathan, joshua, joseph, jordan, jude, judah, julian, justin. 

k kaden, kai, kaleb, keegan, keefer, keiran, kellen, kian, kingston, knox, kota. 

l lachlan, landon, lake, lawson, lennox, leon, levi, liam, lincoln, lindley, lindsey, louis, lorcan, lucas, lucien. 

m mace, mackenzie, macon, madison, maddox, malachi, malcolm, maverick, miles, milo, marcus, marley, mason, mateo, matthew, maxwell, micah. 

n nathaniel, nevada, nicholas, nico, nixon, noah, nolan, nox, nyle. 

o oliver, oscar, owen, otto, ozias. 

p  pablo, pacey, parker, patrick, porter, presley. 

q quasim, quentin, quinn. 

r radley, rhys, riley, robbie, roman, ronan, rory, roscoe, rowan, ruben, ryan, ryder, ryker, rylan. 

s samson, samuel, saturn, sawyer, scott, sebastian, shawn, shiloh, silas, simon, skipper, skylar, soren, sorley, steven, sutton, sydney. 

t talon, tanner, taylor, tariq, teagan, teddy, theodore, timothy, tobias, travis, tristan, troy. 

u uriel, usain, utah.

v vasco, vernon, vero, vigo, vermont, vitus, vince, vito, vikram, vishnu. 

w walker, warren, wesley, west, weston, whitley, will, winter, wolf, wolfgang, wyatt. 

x xavier. 

y yousef, yanis, yancey, yakim, yakov.

z zachariah, zaden, zain/zane, zavier.

[update-blog-bp9]

Alrighty then !

This was made the same day, where I notified yall that my internet is garbage for a while, so I put the informations and short notes into the waiting queue so it will publish some stuff, same with the next chapters of the book 6 SP x M/n AU. I sheduled everything I could.

SOOOO POINT 1 !

So...I planned a Oneshot of an alternate Universe with Keiran Fox (M/n). You know the name for M/n from the "The Dead Men meet M/n" Oneshot. I thought it was a nice idea. It is sheduled to come out next week.

POINT 2 !

Then...As you know from the one Video, I uploaded 2 weeks ago, I already leaked Erskin Hollow's Darkside. I was thinking...would any of you want to give me your theories as to what his Darkside did to him ?

(Who saw the Video, will know what I mean. We know it possessed him, but what did it do to him ?)

When did it take place, why did Erskin give in, how did he come back from that, what is a Darkside supposed to do, who might have helped Erskin to get back to his senses, who was the person he was so terrified of seeing and all that stuff. The most important question...did his Darkside help him or manipulate him ?

You can answer as anonymous. I will give that free for that question. It already should be when this is published. ^^ And yes, I like making quizzes with yall. TBH it is fun to ask your audience stuff and to get some theories. It is interesting what many of you think, so why not ? And no, I am not shaming anyone. I'll just say if they were close or not, I will not do humiliation, that is below my standarts. If you think I bully you, even though I don't mean to, then please inform me. My humor can be taken serious sometimes....

POINT 3 !

I recently uploaded ANOTHER video of M/n and the SP universe. Will you find a small leak, or am I lying and there is no leak ?

POINT 4 !

If I find ANY hate when I am back, I will NEVER give you the option of anonymously talking AGAIN, you read me ?

Good. Can't wait to read your questions and theories when I'm back !

Stay tuned ! ^^

[adozenstepsand-28-days]

Tag Game!

rules: copy this post into a new text post, remove my answers and put in yours, and when you’re done tag 10 people plus the person who tagged you, and most importantly, HAVE FUN

tagged by: @draigg-goch​

(It has been sooooo long since I’ve done one of these!! For old times sake tho lmao)

A- age: 17 B- Biggest fear: Spiders  C- Current time: 8:16 pm D- drink you last had: Green tea  E- everyday starts with: Getting out of bed too late and only just making it to college/ work on time F- favourite song: Sex, Death & Landscapes - Tom Rosenthal  G- ghosts, are they real?: No H- hometown:   J- jealous of: So much these days K- killed someone? No L- last time you cried: Probably today M- middle name: Victoria N- number of siblings: 2  O- one wish: To catch a break P- person you last called/texted: Keiran Q- questions you’re always asked: “How much for this?” or other variants fml R- reasons to smile: My dog? Lol idk  S- song last sang: Quicksand - TSSF T- time you woke up: 7:00am ish U- underwear color: Black V- vacation destination: Anywhere literally get me tf out of here W- worst habit: Wasting time X- X-rays you’ve had: Elbow Y- your favourite food: Costa slted caramel muffins   Z- Zodiac sign: Cancer

[acasestudyonkyliejenner-blog]

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[cloudmonstachopper]

biiig chiimquisitor update!

With a few cameos about my warden, Cloudy (and maybe about my champion Mishka too)

Leliana says something about Briala having had a past with Celenne and Chiim is basically like DIRTY COURT GOSSIP???? TELL ME MORE shameless

When asked who to bring along, it basically went like this: I can’t NOT take Vivienne to a BALL please!! And Dorian? Oh, he’ll love it! He deserves a treat anyways, I’ve dragged him through such “dreadful” areas. And Varric! He’ll be sure to wind some fun tales from the evening.

Chiim in formal clothes was amazing. But like. Vivienne trying to wrestle them into it. Dorian dying of laughter on the couch in the background. Chiim: WHY IS THIS JUST A SEVEN FOOT LENGTH OF BLUE FABRIC. WHAT DO I DO WITH IT. IS IT TO TIE UP MY ENEMIES? Vivienne: nO INQUISITOR THAT IS YOUR SASH AND CUMBERBUND M A K E R PLS They manage to finally get Chiim into the tunic. But they weren’t having it with the pants, Chiim won the battle and got to wear thigh-high travel-worn boots with like. Kneepads. Amazing. Truly a LookTM. Chiim fashion at its finest.

Josie: Before you enter the ballroom... you EVERY WORD AND ACTION WILL BE JUDGED SO YOU’D BEST BE ON YOUR BEST BEHAVIOR Chiim: sooo no jumping on the furniture like a goat then, I take it? Josie: *nearly has a stroke* please don’t

Empress: We look forward to watching you dance Chiim: *internally* “we look forward to watching you dance” yeah they just wanna be assholes and see how in the wooooorld someone dances with such ‘heavy monstrosities’ on their head hAVE THEY EVEN SEEN THEIR OWN HATS y’all just racist assholes what a pile of pricks Chiim: A pleasure. If you’ll excuse me *bows gracefully and scuttles away*

Chiim: So, Yvette, any FUN STORIES ABOUT JOSIE???? *nearly bouncing up and down in excitement* Yvette: oh, there was that time when we were ten- Josie: NO Yvette: or how about that time you accidentally melted- Josie: STOP Yvette: or that time you spilt sauce all over- Josie: YveTTE Yvette: she still plays with her dolls when no one’s looking!! Josie: *covering yvette’s mouth and laughing* I DON’T KNOW WHAT SHE’S TALKING ABOUT

Apparently full white masks were used in orlesian theater for roles with no clear gender. I mean I know they’re talking about spirits. But. I’m just saying. If Chiim had an orlesian mask, it would be a full white one.

Chiim: oh look, cullen is surrounded by ladies. Ladies: would you like a drink? a dance? Cullen: No thank you, I’m not thirsty. Chiim: and he has no idea they’re flirting with him in the SLIGHTEST. I’d best go save him.

Chiim: *wandering the balconies* an awful lot of drinks and bottles scattered around on this table for an empty balcony... hrm... I SUSPECT A MEETING HAS OCCURRED HERE it later turned out that’s where gaspard hangs out so he probs met with florianne there

Chiim: these elvhen servants are literally leaving blood tracks behind I mean seriously????? even I can tell???? I thought the game was supposed to be subtle

Dorian: *reminiscing about tevinter balls* It’s lacking only a few sacrificial slaves and some blood magic! But the night IS young Chiim: *just raises eyebrow* Dorian: ooh, but you ought to dance with me before we go Chiim: *is SO OVER IT bc still reeling from WOW ORLESIAN ASSHOLES* hm Dorian: *cajoles* Chiim: okay, m a y b e Dorian: you sure you don’t want to dance with the evil magister? it’d certainly be s h o c k i n g~ Chiim: mmm tempting Dorian: if you could find me ten silk scarves I’ve got a dance that would REALLY shock them *wink wonk* Chiim: good thing I’m a rogue and every lady is wearing twenty-seven then, I’ll be back in a jiffy ;D

Chiim: psssst dorian, distract everybody in this courtyard while I climb this terrace! Dorian: that’ll need to be quite a big distraction then, to pry everyone away from the qunari inquisitor, IN dress clothes, climbing a terrace during the great ball NOT TO MENTION providing everyone with a great view of dat ass Chiim: so? Dorian: already on it dear

Leliana’s obsession with shoes is very intelligent and I love her. In other news: !!!!!! M O R R I G A N AHHHHHH

Chiim: *is impatient and jumps on a couch to reach some incriminating papers on the table* Courtiers: ooh that inquisitor, he must have some sort of... strength to make up for his BOORISH manners *loses a point of approval* Chiim: Josie’s gonna kill me

Chiim plays the politics game, does really nice. Back at the keep everyone is like !!! wow, I was really impressed!! I didn’t know you could pull that off???? Chiim: heh, yeah, Dorian and Vivienne and Leliana coached me in niceties and playacting (and Leliana in some added ShenanigansTM) Josie: AND YOU STILL JUMPED ON THE FURNITURE Chiim: *deadpan* you can take the ox outta the qunari, but you can’t take the gOAT OUTTA THE CHIIMQUISITOR *runs* Josie: *proceeds to ream chiimquisitor out for approx. 2hr*

Florianne: do you know who can be trusted? Chiim, a person who naturally trusts almost everyone and is weak to growing attached to people: *lies through their teeth* if there’s anything I’ve learned, it’s to trust no one

At the ball, and Josie’s all “ohooo! You’ll be the talk of the court for months! We should take you dancing more often!” Chiim: clearly she hasn’t heard about my furniture jumping escapades yet

“Are we going to sneak around the empress’ unmentionables NOW? haha, just how drunk are you, boss?” Varric has officially adopted the Chiimquisitor #CONFIRMED

Chiim: *hears screams for help in the next room* Chiim: *busts into next room, finds harlequin assassin about to take out an elf* Chiim: *just straight up KICKS THE HARLEQUIN OUT THE WINDOW NBD* Chiim: Are you okay? Sorry bout that, my protection instincts kicked in and I just... well. I did say they *kicked* in. Heh. Heheheheh. Varric: Andraste’s bloomers but that was a bad one

Chiim: *fucks things up and talks to morrigan and feels SLIGHTLY better bc liason but also fucked up things for the elves* Dorian: *side-eyes morrigan SO HARD as he walks in WHO IS FLIRTING WITH HIS CHIIMQUISITOR N O W GDI* Dorian: so you charmed the dowager and she wants to marry you to one of her daughters. Told her you’d already left Chiim: (oh thank god) Dorian: You can thank me later. Or now. But you look lost in thought. Something on your mind? Chiim: I fucked up, Dorian. I fucked up bad and now I’m sad but I’ve made the best of a shitty situation. *hunches in on themselves, sighs* Dorian: clearly you need to be distracted. Let’s dance? Chiim: *isn’t a dancer, is so OVER dancing, and the game, and all this shit, but... maybe it’s what they need, and they’ll give it a shot... for Dorian* Chiim: *looks up and tries a smile* I thought you’d never ask.

Chiim gets back to skyhold and IMMEDIATELY mother giselle is all up in everybody’s business and like INQUISITOR CAN I HAVE A MOMENT Chiim, internally: LET ME MOURN MY FUCKUP. LET ME MOURN IT IN PEACE. Chiim: *sighs and puts on a placating smile and tone* How can I help you, revered mother? ... Josie: yes, and we’ll take care of it LATER right now give the Chiimquisitor a BREAK Chiim: bless u, josie. b l e s s y o u

Chiim immediately bonds greatly with Morrigan, mostly over talking about her son. Chiim likes her son. Morrigan is a bit cagey about him, but also likes to talk about him. She’s a proud mother.

(Fun fact: Keiran is probs also trans because Cloudy is dfab and had babbu with Morrigan which means SHENANIGANS were at play and what I’m saying here is that Keiran takes after his trans father) (Speaking of Cloudy shenanigans, he and Zevran have a daughter. She is very cute. During the pregnancy Cloudy refused to see anyone and they disappeared off the map for about 9 months. But afterwards Cloudy comes back and is like !!!!! LOOK AT THIS SMOL!!! I MADE HER!! Zevran helped I guess WOW SHE’S SO CUTE AND GREAT AND SMART) (she grows up to be an absolute terror. Daughter of the warden commander and the leader of the antivan crows, daughter of TWO rogues, one of whom doubles as an assassin? oh pranks and things going missing FOR D A Y S ON END shenanigans never stop) (I have a lot more hcs and things about Cloudy & Zevran’s child - who has a ~mysterious~ older half-brother in keiran - but this is a chiimquisitor post so we continue with the chiimquisition) (sidebar mishka and anders don’t have any kids of their own but they totally adopt like every single child, dog, and cat that comes anywhere near them, their house is super big and always crazy and it’s fantastic; there’s also a chicken. The kids named the chicken cupcake. Main suspects for the chicken’s origin is Aunt Merrill but there have been no confirmations.)

Chiim: Will his... father, be joining us as well? Morrigan: *thinks about cloudy gallivanting off with zevran for a cure to the calling* tis... most unlikely (At that point in time, Cloudy was also experiencing the feeling of the fake calling, but was pregnant with daughter, and just blamed it on the hormones. And Zevran, of course, being neither a warden nor someone who experiences the monthly upheaval that is periods let ALONE pregnancy, just takes his word for it. Sigrun acts as their cover story, telling everyone’ they’re off investigating the calling. Totally works.) (There’s a reason Cloudy’s letter to the inquisition basically read “sounds cool but not my fight have fun I’ll vaguely support from a distance”)

Josie: so. Uh. After the events at the grand ball, apparently Florianne’s trade routes got all tied up, so they sent her over for... judgement. Chiim: Are you SERIOUS??? She’s dead! Box: *flies buzz* Josie: ...and that was the time allotted for a rebuttal. There is- forgive me. *coughs* there is... an odor. Chiim: *clears throat* WHAT FRESH LEVEL OF BULLSHITTERY Chiim: anyways I guess there’s a precedence for this so let’s just send the routes back to them aND GET RID OF THAT BOX (Chiim has clearly been spending Way Too Much time in the library with Dorian if they know about this rANDOMASS PRECEDENCE)

Chiim: I’m worried about my gardening buddy, Blackwall. Josie: Oh? Why’s that? Chiim: he took me out for drinks and then told me about how a dog was killed in his childhood and he didn’t do anything about it???? and then he got weirdly quiet and just left???? like Blackwall. What. The fuck????? Josie: that is strange Chiim: he left a letter on his rockinggriffon. I’m gonna track him down. Josie: please do. I worry about him sometimes.

(side note: if blackwall ever finishes that rockinggriffon it can be a baby shower gift for Cloudy & Zevran and their new bundle of joy heh)

Cassandra: blah blah divine I don’t know what to do but I know what i SHOULD do Chiim: hold up, if neither of you are priestesses and you can be divine, why can’t I be the divine? Cassandra: Well, you’re a man, for one. Plus I think they’re afraid of you. Chiim: Cassandra. My dear. It was a joke. I’m an atheist, tal-vashoth qunari. You couldn’t PAY me enough to be the divine.

(In all honesty though Chiim would have made for a fantastic scout, like WHO decided Chiim ought to be in charge of Politics and all these Important Things???? Cassandra why are we letting u make these decisions)

Sera: Ugh, that place. Should have thrown in some bees and slammed the door. Chiim: I dunno, seems more like a job for earwigs to me. Sera: Y E S

Chiim: *hanging out on the roof* Hey, Sera, what do you think of Dorian? Sera: You’re having it off with him, you don’t need me talking. (But I do anyway ;D) Chiim: *laughs* more than one thing is having off when I’m with him, harr harr Sera: Ew, gross! *laughs and happily bumps shoulders with Chiim*

So you know how elfroot has been lore/meta confirmed for being a recreational drug? And you know how it’s confirmed that the inquisitor has a strange obsession with it? Yeah, well only those in the inner circle know how laughable it is that Chiim indulges in the stuff: the only indulging happening here is haPPY GARDENING. heh.

Chiim: *talks to solas, mentions how much they’re torn up about briala* Solas: ... what? why do I care? oooh the elf thing, yeah, I don’t think of myself as an elf so... Chiim: I try to have a moment, why do i even try, it’s SOLAS, he’s a shitbag...

Chiim: What’s your thoughts on elvhen culture? Solas: ... ask Sera, she’s got... opinions. Chiim: I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS SERA BASHING YOU RUDEASS SHITHOLE Solas: sorry. I’m just... jealous. Sorry. Chiim: damn right.

ps when Chiim was first learning to be an assassin 100% they would stealth, sneak up behind unsuspecting companions, stab them in the ankle with a butter knife and yell “I STAB U IN THE LEG AND ABSCOND” and laugh hysterically as they run away Dorian is just standing there like “did u just poke me with your fingernail??”

Vivienne wants the heart of this wyvern, and won’t tell Chiim what for... Chiim is slightly suspicious, but is gonna do it anyways. Meanwhile, I’m sitting here like THIS BETTER NOT BE AN ANDERS BETRAYAL AGAIN DOn’T YOU DO THAT TO ME VIVIENNE

Dorian: and now you’ve got an empress eating out of your hand, makes for a perfect mental image Chiim: (dorian what are you thinking??? is this a kink thing????) Dorian: all this dancing, murder, politics, almost makes me a bit homesick Chiim: so we should do that kind of thing again? Dorian: watch as you twist an entire empire around your little finger? *bedroom voice* ABSOLUTELY. Chiim: so it.... IS a kink thing??? I don’t get it, but ok. ... Chiim: wanna makeout against this dragon statue over here? Dorian: sure, I’m down Chiim: nice

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Jealousy made a Monster – Father!Anton x Son!Reader

WARNING!: Attempted Murder, Violent thoughts, Cursing, Violence, Blood x Injury, Blood x Gore AND MORE ! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED !!!

Anton Shudder, Ghastly Bespoke and Erskine Ravel went back to the Irish Sanctuary. Keiran followed them, without them noticing, right behind Keiran were the rest of the Dead Men, because Fox begged them to trust him, desperately.

Something was off about all of this, since they went together into the war against the other Sanctuaries, and Keiran was worried sick for his Dad. Keiran Fox might be a grown up, but he didn’t want to lose his Papa yet. Because of this, the Dead Men agreed to follow them, without them noticing, to help.

Soon enough they got back to the Sanctuary and Keiran sneaked inside first, the others stationed themselves outside, to make sure no one got in.

As Keiran was inside, he saw almost immediately Erskine sneaking up on Ghastly, with a dagger in hand, Keiran whipped his head around and soon spotted the black Cleaver, who was formerly the white Cleaver, too, who had his eyes trained on Anton.

He had to act fast ! They didn’t know !

“Ghast ! WATCH OUT !”, Keiran yelled loudly.

Ghastly instantly whipped around and saw Erskine attacking him with the dagger, he caught Ravel’s wrist, with the dagger in hand, quickly. Ravel cursed.

More Cleavers came inside.

Anton summoned his Gist, which was a bad idea. The black Cleaver went to attack him, knowing Anton will be unable to move and is unprotected. Keiran ran for his Father, in blind panic.

‘INSIDE ! HELP ! TRAITOR ! DANGER ! WHITE CLEAVER !’, Keiran yelled in his mind, reaching out to Skulduggery.

“PAPA !”, he screamed.

Ghastly looked at Anton and saw the black Cleaver, running at him, scythe unsheathed.

“Anton, GET DOWN !”, the tailor yelled.

But Anton couldn’t move, like always. He can’t move while his Gist is out, it takes too much effort, that he could pass out. Keiran sprinted faster and ran, with a slight jump, full force, into his Dad, protecting him from the scythe, taking the hit and making his Father fall to the floor. Keiran stayed protectively over his Father, back vulnerable.

The Gist looked at its Host and Kin, seeing the damage Keiran had gotten instantly. His back was cut by the black Cleaver’s blade. It would have beheaded Anton, if Keiran wouldn’t have interfered. The Gist got more angered at that, than it was before already, and attacked the black Cleaver.

Anton used a lot of effort to turn around to lie on his back, then he stared at his Son in concern. His face was screwed up in pain. Anton wanted to ask, what was wrong, but froze when he saw blood running down Keiran’s arms. He was HURT.

“Keiran ?! Are you alright ?! How bad is it ?!”, he yelled worried sick.

“M-my head is still on my sh-shoulders, P-Papa.”, his Son managed to mumble out.

Anton’s eyes widened at that information. They went for his head and his Son saved him from his early death, taking the hit himself. He looked at his Gist, that just managed to tear the black Cleaver to shreds and then came to aid them. It whined softly at Keiran, concerned. A very rare, close to impossible, development for a Gist to care for its own Host’s Kin, but Anton’s Gist was always different.

“R-return to Papa. I-I’ll be fine...”

The Gist listened to Keiran and returned to Shudder. Ghastly wrestled with Erskine, on the floor, in the meantime. Erskine seemed to be winning. Keiran got up and saw that Ravel was about to push the dagger into Ghastly’s neck.

“N-no.”, he tried to stand straighter and then ran at Erskine.

No one hurts his Family.

Before Ravel could stab Ghastly to his death, he was thrown off of him. Ghastly quickly got up.

“KEIRAN !”, Anton yelled in panic.

He was badly wounded on his back and he still went to fight, he could make it worse ! At this, his Gist went wild in worry, demanding to be let out again for help.

They wrestled and Ravel managed to stab Keiran’s right shoulder, deeply, making the male yell in pain. It made Anton’s Gist just wilder, wanting to rip Ravel to shreds. Ghastly speed – walked over to them and kicked Erskine, with all his might, in the head.

Erskine fell off of Keiran and was passed out. Then the doors flew open and inside came the rest of the Dead Men, running, with weapons drawn out. Madame Mist cursed.

Keiran may be in pain, but he was pissed.

“KILL HER ALREADY ! SHOOT HER ! SHE TRIED TO KILL GHASTLY AND PAPA WITH ERSKINE’S HELP !”, Keiran screamed in anger.

Mist’s eyes widened in fear and she tried to run away.

BANG !

Her eyes went even wider and she fell to the floor, coughing out blood and trying desperately to catch her breath, only to notice that she will die. Dexter’s gun still smoked, his glare deadly and his face was darkened, his mouth making a disgusted and outraged expression.

Valkyrie never saw him this mad before...

Then they ran to Anton, Keiran and Ghastly. Saracen was with Anton.

“Are you alright ?!”, he asked worried.

He nodded.

“But Keiran is not.”, Anton replied worried sick.

Dexter and Skulduggery were with Ghastly, checking on him, while Valkyrie was with Keiran and gasped at the damage she saw on his back.

They all turned to her and Skulduggery rushed over, instantly. He got out his phone and called Doctor Synecdoche, telling her that he needed her help immediately in the council room of the Irish Sanctuary. Then he quickly hung up and mumbled as he tore off his suit jacket and used it to slow down the bleeding.

“I need more help, the cut is big and deep, his right shoulder seems to be injured too.”, Skulduggery informed the rest quickly.

Anton rushed over next and Dexter followed. They pulled off their coats and pressed them on the wound of Keiran’s back, trying to slow down the bleeding there too. Ghastly took off his coat and tied it tightly onto Keiran’s right shoulder, which made the male hiss in pain.

“Synecdoche will be here anytime soon, she is hurrying.”, Skulduggery informed.

Saracen glared at the passed out Erskine, in hatred.

“What about him ?”, he asked coldly.

“Put him in handcuffs and leave him there.”, Skulduggery replied with an ice cold tone.

Saracen nodded and did as told. Then Synecdoche came rushing in with a few more helpers. She stopped and gently pushed Dexter aside, then looked at the damage.

“Oh wow, this is serious. Get him to the medical wing ! We need to fix him as fast as possible !”, she yelled.

The helpers got quickly to work and the Dead Men backed away to let them do their job.

“How did that happen ?”, Valkyrie asked Anton and Ghastly.

“He yelled a warning at me first and with that I survived, then he yelled for Anton, but he couldn’t move. He had the Gist out. Keiran ran into Anton and shielded him from the black Cleaver’s scythe with his back. I fought with Ravel, but it seemed fruitless as the dagger came closer to my neck, in last second, Keiran threw himself at him and tore him off of me, he stabbed his right shoulder and I kicked him in the head.”, Ghastly explained shortly.

She stared at Erskine in horror, which soon turned into disgust.

Anton quickly followed the Doctor, wanting to be there for Keiran. He HATED Doctors. He needed Anton to stay calm and not fight. The others followed too.

When they reached the room, they already could hear Keiran yell and scream at Doctor Synecdoche, trashing the place as it seemed. A lot of things crashed and clashed around.

“Keiran calm down.”, she said.

“NO ! DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH ME !”, he screamed.

Anton quickly entered and Keiran’s head snapped to him. Keiran’s face showed rage and fear at first, but as he saw his Dad, he seemed to calm down and feel ashamed. Anton approached him and patted his uninjured shoulder.

“Calm down and let them help you, Keiran. I’m here. No one can hurt you.”, he soothed.

The male nodded his head softly. Anton knew why he hated and feared Doctors. There was one Doctor, he was at. He was a psychopath and traumatized Keiran, since then he needed Anton by his side, to not freak out and kill a Doctor that meant well.

When Nye was working at the Sanctuary, Keiran refused to go. He rather went to Anton and Skulduggery to get his wounds at least stitched and bandaged, than to risk his own sanity with Nye. Not even Anton could keep him calm near that thing.

Synecdoche went to work quickly and explained every step she was about to do, to soothe Keiran. It did help him. Anton was thankful that she knew what to do, without him asking it of her.

-Two hours later-

“I am finished.”, she announced.

“Th-thank you.”, Keiran said softly.

“It’s my job to help. Now do not move any heavy objects, don’t get into such a fight again, don’t get your back injured in the next four days and everything should be fine. Okay ?”

Keiran nodded softly.

“Good. Here is the medication you will need for at least today. It will help to heal it faster.”, she explained and gave him the recipe and a small package.

“Thanks again.”, Keiran said.

With that they left the room and were in the hall, where the other Dead Men waited.

“How are you ?”, Ghastly asked Keiran.

“Better.”, he answered.

He looked at Ravel, who was awake and gagged, legs bound together too.

“He tried to escape ?”, Keiran asked.

“He did.”, Saracen answered.

The male nodded softly and then went in front of Erskine. He helped him stand up, which shocked the rest of the Dead Men. They were about to accuse him, but suddenly...

SLAP !

Erskine’s head snapped to his left and he fell onto his left side and onto the left side of his face. The other Dead Men stared at Keiran, who slapped Erskine. The handprint was already forming on Ravel’s right cheek.

Ravel looked at Keiran in shock. The boy, he helped to raise, with the others... He glared at him with so much rage and hatred.

“I hate you, Ravel. You led them into a trap, you worked with the enemy, you betrayed us, you tried to kill my Father and Ghastly. My Uncle. I really have the urge to beat you up until you are close to death. They were there for you all the time and you stab them in the back, like a dirty, slimy slug !”, Keiran yelled with rage at Ravel.

He stared at the young male in shock and shame.

“You DISGUST me, Ravel. I wish I NEVER met you. I wish you were NEVER born. And I will kill you, when I get the chance.”, he spat outraged at him.

Ravel never saw Keiran’s hatred like this and he didn’t like that it was directed at him. Keiran turned around with an outraged and betrayed look on his face.

“I’m ashamed that I wanted to be like you. One, of the eight Role Models, I had looked up to and he is a traitor. Do us all a favor and fucking die.”, Keiran said and then left.

Ravel stared at Keiran’s retreating form in shock. He saw him as a Role Model, he wanted to be like him too and he let Keiran down. The Torment lied to him ! He said that Keiran would be happy if Erskine did what Torment told him to do ! He said that Keiran never saw him as a Role Model ! He...he ruined everything.

He looked at his former friends, they all glared in hatred at him, besides Skulduggery, he didn’t have a face, but he was definitely outraged.

“Can I kill him ?”, Anton asked darkly.

Erskine knew he had no right to plead, but he wanted to explain himself. He pleaded at them with his eyes and looked down at his gag, to make them understand that he only asks them to let him speak.

Valkyrie glared at him, but sighed and took the gag off.

“Thank you.”, Ravel said softly.

“Don’t even start. Whatever you have to say, do it quick, before I gag you again. I really don’t like you anymore, Erskine.”, she growled.

He looked down.

“Of course. I...wanted to explain and apologize for what I just tried and did behind your backs, I know it won’t safe my life, nor am I asking for forgiveness or mercy. I beg you to do your worst after I explained myself.”

They still glared, but Val, Skulduggery and Ghastly were confused slightly. What’s the point in explaining himself, if he doesn’t expect to be forgiven or get mercy ?

“I was missing a few times in the war, if you remember, besides Valkyrie, she wasn’t there when we fought Mevolent’s forces. I was...jealous of you. Keiran always said he wanted to be just like you all when he grew up. He said it to everyone of you, but me. So I thought he didn’t like me or I was not interesting. He looked up to you all and...not me. I felt excluded and I liked Keiran. I was even more jealous when Anton was chosen, by Keiran himself, to be his adoptive Father. At some point, I met the Torment and he knew all of this. He said if I would do what I was doing today, then Keiran would see me as his Role Model. Blind as I was, I believed him. He fed lies to me and made my jealousy grow into distaste and blood thirst. I knew it was wrong, you were my friends and I fought against this jealousy, cherished every moment that I had spent with Keiran instead, but after the war, I barely saw and heard from him, with that my jealousy returned. I got worse. I never knew that I already was his Role Model, that he looked up to me already.”

They stared at Erskine in shock.

“If I would have known, I wouldn’t have fallen for the Torment’s lies and tricks. But I do not expect forgiveness or any mercy. Do your worst. I deserve it. Kill me if you have to.”

“He never told you then ?”, Anton asked.

Erskine looked at Anton.

“What do you mean ?”, he asked confused.

“It was hard for him to pick between you and me. He saw you like a big Brother and me like a fatherly figure. He always feared that he bothered or annoyed you, if he would come to you or write you the first letter, so he waited for you to write. But you never did. You struck him as a person that can be nice, but can easily mask their annoyance with a fake smile, so he never wanted to bother you all that much.”, Anton explained.

“He was supposed to tell you.”, Saracen said.

“He never did...wait...what date was that ?”, Ravel asked.

“It was the 24th of October 1875.”, Ghastly answered.

“Oh... Well then I scared him off, I think. I was very stressed that day, had too little sleep and was easily annoyed. He must have seen me and then backed away.”

There was silence for a long while.

“I always looked up to you. I thought you would think it’s childish. So I never said that you counted in too. It looked like you didn’t like me all that much, so I didn’t bother you. You should have told me.”, Keiran’s voice came from the darkness.

“And you should have told me some things too.”, Erskine countered.

“Miscommunication is a pain in the ass. And it led to this too.”, Dexter sighed out.

Erskine shrugged his shoulders.

“At least none of you died and I will be punished accordingly. My jealousy doesn’t justify what I tried to do and did. I doubt you could ever trust me again.”

Keiran stepped out of the shadows and looked at Erskine.

“I will need a LOT of time to forgive you. And even MORE time to trust you again, BUT I am willing to give you a second chance. Everyone deserves one. Yes, your jealousy doesn’t justify anything, but you were partly brainwashed too, which makes you partly innocent too. I am at fault too, I should have had the bravery and told you that I was also looking up to you.”

“So...my sentence ?”, Ravel asked Ghastly, who was now technically Great Mage.

“Because of the truth you told us and what Keiran said I would put you to jail, with locked away magic, for ten years. You will get therapy to get rid of whatever remained of your jealousy and you will be released when you are considered ‘healthy’ again. Then you can work on getting our trust and friendship back. Don’t fuck it up, otherwise I won’t hesitate to give you over to Keiran and he will make you cry, when he is done with you.”, Ghastly threatened.

Ravel nodded, but didn’t smile. He had no right to smile. He was still a disgusting man. He tried to kill two of his best friends, that always stayed by his side, for something as stupid as jealousy...

Masterlist HERE !

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Short info

So as you know...I gave the Male!Reader two different TAKEN names. (M/n will stay the same Given name) I think you all know WHY I did that. So we don't confuse the Categories and Alternate Universes I make.

Erskin Hollow sees the Dead Men as Brothers and would NEVER start a relationship with any of them. It would feel like incest to him. That is THAT AU. Keiran Fox is used in Oneshots where he sees the Dead Men as Uncles and Parents. I also use him for "What if" Oneshots. Like I asked, and some of you wished of me (^^), I will continue that AU too. So I add small "what if" Oneshots into it. Like the Oneshot "Jealousy made a Monster". It was a "what if" Oneshot. If the war wouldn't have stopped and Erskine would have went through manipulation and everything. Which in that AU didn't happen, BECAUSE the war stopped BEFORE that could have happened. You catch my dirft ? Cool.

Now, MANY of you want me to do Smutshots and relationship shots with the Reader and the Dead Men/or Dead Man x Dead Man. I CAN'T promise that there will be many, because I am more to the fluff and angst with these characters, but I can promise SOME. Mostly the fluffy and angsty relationship Oneshots. ^^ But I think you all know what THAT means, right ?

Because I have the names Erskin Hollow and Keiran Fox for Dead Men FAMILY Oneshots, I will not be using ANY of these two. A new name will be in order for the relationship and Smut Oneshots. Otherwise some might confuse everything and yell at me that I am doing Incest, even though I don't.

I thought I might be warning you about THAT, so there is no confusion. Now have a nice Day/Evening !

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You have 1 week to answer !

As I was saying a while ago, I would LOVE to make another part of the Dead Men meet M/n Oneshot, it would be probably called different so it makes a bit more sense, because the Dead Men didn't meet M/n|Keiran Fox anymore, but took him in and work with him. Maybe I would call it Father!Anton Shudder x Son!Reader or something. But here is my question, because I am UNCERTAIN, but really love the idea to make more Chapters of that AU...

Be HONEST. I won't be mad if you say that I should finish the book 6 Chapters first, BEFORE I start something else and then work on the SP book 7 and 8 Chapters of my other AU.

I mean you would be right..I have a certain tendency to start many ideas and to barely be able to finish them. O-O

Being me is hard...TvT