#Kidar Smith

[hes-a-rat-whisperer]

Alistair: *rummages through the kitchen drawers* "Kidar, what did you say the rude customer from yesterday looked like?"

Kidar: "the one who catcalled me or the one who ran off without paying?"

Alistair: *pulls out a knife, but then puts it back in favor of an even bigger one* "...I have plenty of time, so enlighten me about both."

( @surprise-sausage-party <3 )

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“one moment, Felly!“ Alistair said as he kneeled down and pulled out a handkerchief. he gently tilted Fel´s little head up by his chin and cleaned a little smudge of dirt off the young boy´s cheek. “you were playing with your friend during recess again, haven´t you?“ he remarked with a pleasant little smile. he was so glad that Fel made a friend so quickly..on the very first day of school no less! when he was still a child, he had a much harder time making friends with the other kids. Alistair gave his little boy a big hug before standing up again. today was a pretty exciting day for the both of them, as today was the day Felonious would go on his very first playdate. he took his son´s hand, holding it in a gentle, yet secure grip. “now Felly, I know you´re nervous, but..you can trust me, okay? papa would have never agreed to this, if he wasn´t sure you would be safe. and if anything should happen, you can come to me, okay? I will be close by with mr Smith.�� this was something he told him every other day until the playdate, just to assure that Fel knew he had nothing to worry about. but, he also said it so many times to put himself at ease as well. this was..kind of a big deal after all! he took a breath as he walked over to Ceb´s house with his son. “you will have lots of fun, Felly“ he said, giving fel a reassuring smile before giving the front door a firm knock.

“Are we gonna go get pizza?” Felonious asked his father excitedly, he was practically jumping with joy when Alistair told him they were going to go to the new pizzeria! Gossy had been there and told him allll about it, from the pretty decorations, to the funny robots, to the super duper fun playlands and games!

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“Kida, are you ready to go?” Ceb called out to the little five year old brunette from his room. Kidar was already dressed in a tmnt shirt and a pair of patched pants, but really the freckled kiddo didn’t wanna go anywhere. His big brother, on the other hand, was ecstatic for his baby brother to go out and make friends.

[hes-a-rat-whisperer]

undeniable truths:

- Alistair is sexy as hell

- he's also cute as hell

- he will make souvlaki out of you if you call him either of these things and your name isn't Ceb/Felonious/Matilda or Kidar

[surprise-sausage-party]

“Considering the ties the two of them have, yeah. I’d say so.” The cop shot back unamused.

“Mr. Smith was his last patient. Anything to say about that.” Kidar remained quiet while tightly hugging himself.

Nightmares And Realities

Coffeeshop au!!

Rp with my wonderful darling @hes-a-rat-whisperer

It was unnaturally dark, and having his eyes forcibly shut by the cloth tied painfully tight over his face only added to Kidar’s terror. He couldn’t move; his hands were tied with some kind of soft thick rope that held firm against the brunette’s desperate struggling. Not that he could really do anything but wiggle really, as his kidnapper had hooked his restraints to something that kept his bound wrists above his head. However what terrified Kidar even worse was that his legs, in spite of them thankfully still being clothed, were spread and bound apart with the crying man unable to close them. He couldn’t scream, his kidnappers had taped his mouth shut, muffling his pleas and cries for help. He couldn’t move, not with how he’d been bound. Nor could he see, all Kidar could do was sob, hoping beyond hope that he could escape this alive. Then the shocks came….

Kidar woke up with a scream, lurching forwards in his and Alistair’s bed, with tears streaming down his face and his entire body violently trembling.

[hes-a-rat-whisperer]

Alistair chuckled and gave felly's head a little kiss. "then let's go, my little man" he said and took his son's hand in his as they made their way to the car.

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"here you go" the Brit said as he put a little plate of chocolate chip cookies on the table in front of felly.

"I'm gonna go call mr smith, you can eat as many cookies as you want in the meantime"

and thus, Alistair went around the corner and towards the phone, his mood changing almost instantly as he dialed Ceb's number. he was worried. worried for kidars health, as well as for Ceb, as he knew, if a bully would have picked on felonious, Alistair would have been outraged.

"hello? Ceb? it's me, Alistair..is everything okay?" he asked, fiddling with the phone's chord a bit.

It all started with a phone call from the school.

‘Mr. Connor, we need you to come in for an emergency meeting, Felonious started a fight.’

And now here he was, in the principal’s office waiting for the other boy’s father to arrive with Felonious sitting besides him.

“I-I’m sorry papa…” he said quietly as he glanced over at the other boy who’d been beaten to a near bloody pulp.

Alistair seemed, for lack of a better word, unbothered by the other child´s physical state. in fact, he didn´t seem bothered by anything, judging by his steely gaze and the fact that he, when he entered the office, had no more to say than a simple "good day" in a tone that was so monotone, one couldn´t be blamed for questioning if Mr Connor even had any emotions at all..

he turned his head towards Felonious as his little boy spoke to him, that same look still on his face, but not saying a word.

of course, Fel knew just how good his dad was at making his true feelings unknown whenever he was in public. this steely gaze could mean that he was furious..or it could mean that he really didn´t care about any of this at all..

it certainly bothered Alistair to see just how uneasy his little boy was and he wanted nothing more than to give him a hug and assure him he wasn´t mad..however, he also knew that, if his son didn´t receive consequences for his wrongdoings, Alistair wouldn´t do his job as guardian correctly.

he was just hoping the other boy´s father would arrive quickly so he could get this over with as soon as possible..

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“Aw! You remember me!” Kidar said playfully as he went to take the taller boy’s hand. The brunette winked at the ex-jock when he let go.

“I’m so happy that I have the opportunity to get you on my team, I hear you’re really sturdy.”

“Mr. Smith actually approached me. He wants you to join the cheer squad, and I personally agree with him!” The counselor chimed in with an excited optimism.

“the star has fallen..”

(cheerleader!Alistair AU)

RP with my lovey @surprise-sausage-party >//u//< <3 <3 <3

“Alistair Connor! I have had enough of this childish behaviour!!“

the coach shouted sternly as he forcably removed the aggressive young boy from one of his teammates.

Alistair had blood on his knuckles and tried his best to get away from the coach´s grip. “let me go!!”

the teammate, who was still lying on the floor, held his arms defensively in front of his face. “get away from me!!” he cried out.

the poor boy had a bloody nose and a black eye and, by the looks of it, Alistair seemed to have injured the boy´s leg as well.

“psychopath!!“ one of the other students screamed.

“everyone be quiet!!“ the coach ordered, standing between the two boys.

“listen Alistair. football is a team sport. and if you can´t be part of a team, you do not belong in it!“

the british student´s eyes went wide at those words. “what are you talking about?! I am the school´s best quarterback!!“ he argued. “not anymore. you are out of the team. we will find someone who actually has team spirit.”

the remaining football team instantly began to mock their ex player. “yeah! fuck off psycho!!” one of them said. “we don´t need you anyway!” “go back to the cave you came from!!”

Alistair grit his teeth and was just about to charge at them again, but was stopped by the coach yet again.

“leave.“ he said sternly one last time.

Alistair turned and pushed the gym doors open in an aggressive fashion.

—

of course, this little incident didn´t stay between the british boy and the football team.

merely two days after it happened, the whole school knew about how the star quarterback got himself thrown off the team.

everyone around him began to whisper and gossip about him behind his back.

yet, even though everyone knew about him getting thrown out, nobody knew how exactly the fight between him and his teammate broke out.

but actually, nobody really needed to know, considering how much of a hooligan that british boy was. he always got himself in trouble due to fights, it was just a matter of time until the consequences caught up to him!

—

Alistair sighed as he walked out of the guidance counselor´s office. ever since he lost his place on the football team, he had to go to counceling more and more frequently.

why?

because he ended up getting into fights even more regularily than before.

maybe..the football team was one of Alistair´s few opportunities to let his emotions out in a productive and healthy manner?

and now that it has been torn away from him, he instead lets his anger out by mindlessly attacking other students. that, of course, was a big issue.

one that the guidance councelor tried to solve by handing Alistair a list of clubs he could join and sending him on his way.

[surprise-sausage-party]

"My sincere apologies," The doctor smiled sheepishly.

"It's just, I only assumed because he has his adams apple. Again," He took Kidar's hand.

"I'm very sorry Mr. Smith."

"It's, um, It's Mr. Connor." Kidar smiled. The doctor smiled, but his hand clenched tightly ont the wooden chart he was holding.

"And it's ok, really!" Despite saying this, Kidar scooted closer to Alistair while the three walked down the hall to Dr. Vassi's office in the back of the building.

“doing what he must”

(coffeeshop!AU)

RP with my wonderful lovey @surprise-sausage-party <3 <3 <3

Alistair helped Kidar get into the car before going in himself. sure, he was more than capable of getting in himself, but the brit was better safe than sorry. besides, there was nothing wrong with treating your pregnant partner with the utmost care, right?

he started up the car and set up the gps before they went on their drive to the obstetrician.

Alistair clutched the steering wheel a small bit and moved his cramped up shoulders. “exciting, isn´t it?” he said, trying to strike up some casual conversation, but it was easy to tell he was nervous.

sure, the doctor they were heading to was supposedly the best around, so good in fact that it was near impossible to get an appointment, but it was still rather stressful. truthfully, they were both excited but also surprised that they managed to even get an appointment. pure luck they assumed.

“if you´re nervous, I brought some water and some sliced fruit for you.“

he handed his love a bag, which contained a water bottle and a tupperware container filled with apples, cucumbers, bananas, peaches all sliced into small pieces.

ever since Kidar moved in with him, the brit was doing everything he could to be a good and thoughtful future father.

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"I... I'm Kidar." The sea eyed brunette overed his guard a sweet little smile.

"Prince Kidar Smith, second eldest son of the souther mer kingdom. It's---, Despite the circumstances, nice to meet you. Thank you for helping Ceb... He didn't deserve any of this, he was a good king."

Feral smiled down at the small redhead, his expression more predatory and sinister than friendly and inviting.

"Guinness O'Rielly, captain of the guard to my brother in law's soldiers." His smile widens, allowing Guinness to see that the snow haired wendigo has too many of them, and that they're all far too Sharp.

"A pleasure to meet you. I'm sure you're wondering why I've called you." Thankfully, Feral had no clue od the fact that Ceban was hiding away in the neighborhood kingdom. Nor was he aware of his little husband's.... 'Condition' either.

"As you know, my Omega has decided to risk war upon his kingdom and run away." In the next room one could hear the struggles and muffled cries of someone.0

"Luckily, his younger brother has volunteered in his place."

Guinness was simply standing there and listening carefully. he wasn´t threatened by king Feral´s fangs, nor by the predatory way he was speaking and looming above him.

no, he was a professional.

although..the muffled cries and struggles he could hear, did sent him a wave of worry. he was a man of justice after all. someone calling for help in any way was not easy for him to ignore..

“yer highness, ah will gladly be at yer service.“ he said, bowing his head to the royalty before him like an obedient dog. “jus give me orders an ah will obey.“

truthfully, he would have never gone along with it..if it hadn´t been an ´order´ of sorts, from his actual king and queen..

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Kidar giggled as he excitedly tugged Alistair to one of the servers.

"Reservation for Smith. Party of two!" He winked at the blushing waiter.

"U-Um, right!" The tall blonde smiled shyly at the cute brunette.

"This way, please." He motioned the marble staircase for the two to climb, the blush still on his cheeks as Kidar passed him.

“a nervous first date”

(Coffeeshop!au part 3!! <3)

rp with my wonderful snuggiebuggie @surprise-sausage-party 🥰💖💘💝

ever since Kidar invited Alistair to dinner, that was the only thing the brit could think about.

he went home, stressing out about it and overthinking things as usual. after all, that was his first date since..ever.

what if Kidar realizes he made a mistake? what if he finally notices just how gross and unappealing the brit was?? what if he doesn´t like his voice?? the way he walks?? or thinks?? or-??

the loud squeak of the rat on his shoulder brought him back to reality.

he was standing in front of the mirror, getting dressed in a white shirt and black blazer. 

he then took a closer look at his face..

why did he look so..tired?? or does he always look like this..?

no no..he was just overthinking this again. Kidar keeps giving him sweet compliments and asked him out on a date..so there must be something the sweet barista found attractive about him.

he may not see it himself but..that´s not important now.

he smiled as he took a deep breath and glanced to the clock.

okay. time to go.

[hes-a-rat-whisperer]

the officer removed his hat, before giving a nod. "good day, sir" he said in greeting. "well, I am not quite sure how to say this, but we need your help in the noxious case"

it was then that Alistair finally found his vocal chords again and rushed to the door. "what could we possibly help you with? neither of us had any involvement with that filth besides him pestering us" he said, a tad bit more hostile than someone who had no involvement would be.

the mustached officer exchanged a single glance with his partner before dismissing Alistair entirely and speaking to Kidar instead.

"you are Kidar Smith, correct?" he asked. "we just spoke to your brother. we have reason to believe that you were involved in the noxious case. as you may have heard, the untimely demise of mr Noxious was most likely an act of revenge, thus we can´t outrule any possible suspects. be they friends and family of victims, or victims themselves.."

the officer didn´t really give Kidar time to respond as he snapped his fingers for his partner to hand over a clear evidence bag, containing a video camera. "we wish to show you the contents of this tape..it could be vital to our investigation." he said.

Nightmares And Realities

Coffeeshop au!!

Rp with my wonderful darling @hes-a-rat-whisperer

It was unnaturally dark, and having his eyes forcibly shut by the cloth tied painfully tight over his face only added to Kidar’s terror. He couldn’t move; his hands were tied with some kind of soft thick rope that held firm against the brunette’s desperate struggling. Not that he could really do anything but wiggle really, as his kidnapper had hooked his restraints to something that kept his bound wrists above his head. However what terrified Kidar even worse was that his legs, in spite of them thankfully still being clothed, were spread and bound apart with the crying man unable to close them. He couldn’t scream, his kidnappers had taped his mouth shut, muffling his pleas and cries for help. He couldn’t move, not with how he’d been bound. Nor could he see, all Kidar could do was sob, hoping beyond hope that he could escape this alive. Then the shocks came….

Kidar woke up with a scream, lurching forwards in his and Alistair’s bed, with tears streaming down his face and his entire body violently trembling.

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The next day Alistair would arrive to the counselor’s office to see that he wasn’t the only student seeing the staff member that day, for some reason Kidar Smith, the cheer squad captain, was visiting the all to pleased counselor.

“Alistair!” He seemed oddly chipper while motioning the smiling freckled brunette standing besides him. Kidar gave the Brit a little wave in greeting.

“Have you met Mr. Smith here?” He asked.

“the star has fallen..”

(cheerleader!Alistair AU)

RP with my lovey @surprise-sausage-party >//u//< <3 <3 <3

“Alistair Connor! I have had enough of this childish behaviour!!“

the coach shouted sternly as he forcably removed the aggressive young boy from one of his teammates.

Alistair had blood on his knuckles and tried his best to get away from the coach´s grip. “let me go!!”

the teammate, who was still lying on the floor, held his arms defensively in front of his face. “get away from me!!” he cried out.

the poor boy had a bloody nose and a black eye and, by the looks of it, Alistair seemed to have injured the boy´s leg as well.

“psychopath!!“ one of the other students screamed.

“everyone be quiet!!“ the coach ordered, standing between the two boys.

“listen Alistair. football is a team sport. and if you can´t be part of a team, you do not belong in it!“

the british student´s eyes went wide at those words. “what are you talking about?! I am the school´s best quarterback!!“ he argued. “not anymore. you are out of the team. we will find someone who actually has team spirit.”

the remaining football team instantly began to mock their ex player. “yeah! fuck off psycho!!” one of them said. “we don´t need you anyway!” “go back to the cave you came from!!”

Alistair grit his teeth and was just about to charge at them again, but was stopped by the coach yet again.

“leave.“ he said sternly one last time.

Alistair turned and pushed the gym doors open in an aggressive fashion.

—

of course, this little incident didn´t stay between the british boy and the football team.

merely two days after it happened, the whole school knew about how the star quarterback got himself thrown off the team.

everyone around him began to whisper and gossip about him behind his back.

yet, even though everyone knew about him getting thrown out, nobody knew how exactly the fight between him and his teammate broke out.

but actually, nobody really needed to know, considering how much of a hooligan that british boy was. he always got himself in trouble due to fights, it was just a matter of time until the consequences caught up to him!

—

Alistair sighed as he walked out of the guidance counselor´s office. ever since he lost his place on the football team, he had to go to counceling more and more frequently.

why?

because he ended up getting into fights even more regularily than before.

maybe..the football team was one of Alistair´s few opportunities to let his emotions out in a productive and healthy manner?

and now that it has been torn away from him, he instead lets his anger out by mindlessly attacking other students. that, of course, was a big issue.

one that the guidance councelor tried to solve by handing Alistair a list of clubs he could join and sending him on his way.