#ft. kieran

[halfdeadies]

[ghost-qwq]

I finished the epilogue for the first time yesterday :]

[mackmontgomery]

closed for: @kierankeane

where: luxe crystal shop

Poking at a blue crystal that caught his eye, Mack let's out a low 'ow' under his breath as the soft pad of his index finger directly presses to a jagged edge which causes him to retract his hand and look toward his friend who he was there to see and bother after just clocking off at Crescent Moon for the day.

"Which one of these is the best one to manifest me a text back?"

[jawbrkrs]

𝒕𝒉𝒆  𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈  𝒊𝒏 her  chest  was  a  relentless  ,  her  heart  drowning  out  his  muffled  ,  desperate  words  .  Each  thud  felt  like  it  smashed  into  her  her  ribcage  .  a  savage  heart  seeking  escape  .   as  his  explanation  gradually  pierced  the  roar  ,  her  features  contorted  ,  a  snarl  of  fury  and  revulsion  twisting  her  face  . "  so  you  killed  her  ?  "  for  a  moment  ,  she  studied  him,  keeping  a  wary  distance  as  her  eyes  drifted  to  the  crimson  wounds  marring  his  flesh  . perhaps  it  had  been  self-defense  ,  a  last  resort  ...  "  and  im  supposed  to  just  believe  you  ?  if  it  was  just  self  defense  why  didn't  you  say  anything  sooner  ?  now  there's  a  fucking  dead  girl  on  our  floor  ,  and  you've  pulled  me  into  your  nightmare  .  "  hot  tears  brimmed  in  her  eyes  ,  mourning  the  innocent  life  that  had  been  snuffed  out  ,  but  also  the  shattered  remnants  of  her  trust  .  but  even  then  her  tears  stung  her  skin  ,  knowing  she'd  do  anything  for  him  .

❝ no. ❞ sharp timbre immediately retaliates, like thunder cracking night sky in a violent whip. ❝ you've got … you got it all wrong— ❞ jaw tightens, doesn't waver eyesight from her own. ❝ she came at me first. i caught her trying to steal my stash … my savings. ❞ was no secret that kieran was trying to save up enough money to get out of town, felt trapped for a while and didn't want to die as he was nor where he was. he had bigger plans. ❝ the fight, it got out of hand. she fucking stabbed me, bree … coked out of her fucking mind. it was self defense before i knew what happened. i blacked out when it did. ❞ low voice trembles, throat clogged and now he has to look away from her as eyes coat over with brine. visible wound to his claim was on his hip, bandaged and wrapped around torso with a gauze. oceanic hues slide back to face her, boring past flesh and bone. ❝ bree, ❞ her name is soft on his tongue, staring her down before head shakes slightly. ❝ you can't. please. ❞

[robbinggoodfellows]

had a dream that kieran culkin came to my prom but i was forced to kill him because he was shorter than me

[enternights]

𝖫𝖮𝖢𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭　:　alaina price's backyard, 5pm 𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖲　:　closed for kieran talbot @gorebound

alaina  price's  death  had  marked  a  violent  shift  in  the  town's  collective  disposition.  everyone  was  on  edge,  trust  became  a  luxury  that  some  wouldn't  even  grant  their  own  kin,  and  the  streets  at  night  were  virtually  desolate  for  fear  of  becoming  the  boogeyman's  next  victim.  angela,  of  course,  saw  this  as  an  investigative  opportunity.  she  had  no  theories  (  yet,  )  but  she  had  a  strong  feeling  that  this  unfortunate  crime  could  be  tied  to  daniela's  disappearance.  she  peers  through  the  sliding  door  into  alaina's  home,  the  setting  sun  casting  a  golden  hue  against  its  pristine  interior.  the  forensic  cleaners  certainly  made  sure  that  no  spot  was  left  begrimed;  if  she  didn't  know  any  better,  she  wouldn't  believed  that  such  tragedy  ocurred  inside  of  it.  she  wonders  if —  in  twenty  five  years  time —  this,  too,  would  be  buried in history.  “  how  much  trouble  d'ya  think  we'd  get  in  for  breaking  into  an  active  crime  scene?  ”

[hearthwxrmth]

Location: The Infirmary With: Kieran @kieransyphe

It took a fair amount of convincing on the son of Hestia's part to get in to the infirmary. He at least visited during what he believed to be visiting hours, but there had still been a reluctance on those tending to the wounded's part. So, yes, maybe he bribed them with fresh baked sweet treats. He just... Kieran struck him as the sort of person that wouldn't mince his words. He'd wanted to check on the other but been turned away before, hence the extra incentive brought this time.

"Sorry to ruin your tranquillity of recovery?" He didn't know if the Son of Thanatos would clock it. A shift in demeanour. He still had the same smile, still meant it, as if it came as naturally as breathing, but there was an apprehension not present before.

[c0nnectdots]

FOR : kieran ! @horrorphase. LOCATION : exiting a back alley into the sidewalk, yikes . TIMESTAMP : fuck ass o'clock prob .

you're probably wondering how damon got into this situation. see, a common note about them was their tendency to be out of place. constantly on the move, stopping for a quick drink or maybe a smoke on a bench. odd jobs, favors and fuck knows what else ... they never really seemed to pause. there's a restless energy to them at their core and it seems to finally be deflating as they excuse themselves from who they're smoking with in the alley. a little two finger wave, a heavy sigh. despite being a human battery, at some point they always seemed to run out. not to mention no one is here to see damon crash and burn. they can let their shoulders  — 

scaaaaaaatch that! ( it's always that fucking way, isn't it? ) as soon as they step out of the alley and take a turn they're scuttling back just as quickly. boot heel catches against cracks in the pavement, hand raising to catch themselves on the building's brick. " wooooo, shit, kier! " immediate recognition. they laugh a little until it dawns on them: how fucking weird to be slinking out of a back fucking alley in the middle of the day. sure, they've been in weird buildings with kieran. kieran's been out of place before, but with the news of late? yikes.

" alright first off, fancy meeting me here, eh? " points at kieran, " before you start doing your little ... " opens their hand to wave their palm around, " psuedo-ghost-hunter-detective-nancy-drew-carmen santiago thing ... just meeting a friend. reclusive fella. what are you wondering about for this time? "

[candyredappledragon]

How are you so small (/not trying to tease)

HEY... im just a kid!! i still have time to grow.. i hope.

[timexticksxby]

Location; Lakeside With; Kieran @kieransyphe

Time. On his hands. It was a rarity, abnormal, set something off in the back of his head like he had twenty other things he should be doing right now. Had an anxious thrum running through his body which he settled by the lake.

Setting up shop by the edge, one leg left bouncing up and down against the soft dirt, while the other was supporting a sketch pad. While it wasn't always his preferred option to draw, the view was... Completely unlike anything he'd had a chance to work with before.

He wasn't sure how long had passed, gaze drifting between where he was currently working pencil to paper, and the lake surface, when the view was rather unceremoniously changed considering tall, dark, and brooding was blocking half t-

"Shi-" Jumping out of his skin was. Probably gonna happen a lot to start, right? "Didn't see you there until you were there, sorry."

[invisiiblestrings]

closed thread for @thouscndcuts / ft. benjamin + kieran

Kieran had never had much interest in the mundane things like relationships and such but he had gone out of his way to form bonds. Ben was one of them. The truth was he was jealous that the prince had kissed their friends before he'd kissed him. “Ben, I don’t have any other friends besides the club.” Kier sighed, annoyed and a little spiteful. “So yes, you have kissed all of my friends except me.” He looked at him and sighed again. “But you aren’t going to give it up until I let you, are you? I won’t be some silly bet though. You won’t go around bragging that you kissed me, got it?”

ben couldn't help but smirk at kier's annoyance to the statement. he sensed jealousy right away and he couldn't help but feed into it a little bit. "so, then you know why this is important to me. it'll seal our bond as friends." he winked, "and no... i never give up. i'm stubborn as a box." the saying was an ox but who was he to know. "no silly bets. pinky swear." he said sticking out his pinky. "though, i can't promise i won't brag a little in the group chat... but, i think it's only fair that i at least let them know."

[twcheaded-a]

i have cannibalism as a metaphor for desire/ desire as violence on the mind ft. kieran

[faiirytalcs]

closed: kieran campbell & malina saleh ( @malleficarian ) location: kieran's office

It wasn't unusual for Kieran to invite people of note around town to the track - having drinks and conversation in his office where he still had a vantage point of the racers going round and round endlessly. "I feel bored, Malina. Bored and that's hardly a good thing for anyone." Especially himself. Kieran had the tendency for self-destruction when he was searching for some kind of entertainment. Even he wasn't safe from his own ruination when desperate times fell. "You must have something going on. Something I can help with."

[patriciers]

"  you  could  at  least  pretend  not  to  enjoy  this  so  much  ,  "  belthasar  says  to  @wnterreign  ,  just  loud  enough  for  the bolton  to  hear  .  but  he  doesn't  really  mean  it  ,  grateful  that  kieran  isn't  acting  out  unnecessarily  .  observing  others  scramble  ,  trying  to  bargain  with  the  troops  that  had  descended  upon  the  ballroom  ,  he  finds  no  amusement  in  the  situation  personally  ,  though  not  out  of  sympathy  .  no  ,  his  concern  focuses  squarely  on  whether  or  not  jory  is  still  where  he  left  him  last  .  as  much  as  belthasar  wishes  he  could  confirm  the  boy's  whereabouts  ,  he  can't  be  certain  whether  he'd  prefer  jory  were  with  him  now  or  not  .  "  you  are  not  superior  for  knowing  something  like  this  would  come  to  pass  ,  "  he  continues  .

[th3houseofleaves]

the different twins i muse or muses who have twins that i have are on my mind rn

nathan rayner and micah ravenwood are twins in a complicated sense. they're not biologically related, technically, but they also aren't human. (it's complicated.) nathan is physically older than micah by a couple years but micah is the older twin. micah lived lifetimes by itself waiting for its brother to be born again, nathan has died several times before but always comes back looking for his family. micah is death itself and nathan is fear embodied, the two of them have been intertwined since the first people began to die and fear was breathed into the world. micah always comes first – in the cycle of creation and in the cycle of rebirth. micah will change his vessel and nathan will be reborn and they will always look enough alike to pass as siblings.

mason and aubrey keay are the most functional twins. they've had good lives, good parents, and more siblings than they know what to do with. they're stable and they support each other well. the sports they've both chosen to compete in were originally chosen so theyd be able to spend time together. mason is a competitive figure skater and aubrey plays hockey. when mason starts streaming it's only natural that aubrey will join him. aubrey's handles on everything are almost the same as mason's, even the name he uses to stream with mason. his is resekaplan2 to mason's resekaplan. mason's fans call him reese whereas mason is kap. they're each other's best friend.

and the most tragic twins of all time, jackie and kieran bennett. they're so cain and abel coded and they can both hold so much mental illness in them. kieran thinks he's his sister's murderer and jackie sold their souls to bring kieran back to life. jackie is willing to be something less than human because a life without her brother wouldn't be much of a life at all. they're the same age but jackie is his big sister and always will be, sometimes it feels like she's older than him only because kieran feels so small and she is so stable to him. it's jackie who comes to pick him up when he's sixteen and alone in the emergency room after a fight that he had no chance in winning. it's kieran who's learning how to help his sister as best he can, who's taking his meds and trying to do better because jackie doesn't worry as much when he's doing better.

[roscgarden]

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐆𝐎𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ?

𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙂𝙤𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙏𝙤𝙮𝙨

He brings warmth, this quiet god. The world around you fades to cotton wool and you feel a flush of safety. When you look around, you find that his arms are circling you; held within his soft embrace, you sink into a silent bliss. He takes the form of a giant stuffed toy, his brown fur faded in patches and smudged with dirt, one eye loose in its cavity, the plush velvet of his paws threadbare. "Do not worry," he says, and his voice is low and soothing. "I will take care of everything." Gently, he brushes a lock of hair from your eyes. He rests his paw on your cheek, and you feel a pleasant heat sink into your skin, leaving a raised red mark in the shape of a pawprint. "You will be safe with me," he says. "There's no need to fear. We are one now. We will give comfort; we will bring calm. We are their precious things, and we will protect them. You and I, we will be their strength." You can feel your skin growing softer, shifting from flesh to faded velvet, your insides crammed with cotton. With stitched-on lips, you smile wide. You cannot wait to meet your new friends.

TAGGED BY : stole this from @walkeddeathTAGGING : steal this from me <3