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saw art of marius & armand and referred to it in the gc as "my boy and his fuckdad"
got a lovely little hc that kieran had a sibling in his old gang and had to watch them die when the o’driscolls attacked them ❤️
i will never let go of kieran being an only child BUT y'know what would be devastating since kieran was so young when his parents died he had a found family sibling in a fellow street urchin. they did everything together. closer than arthur and john. he was the older brother sort who taught him how to use a gun, how to escape down alleys and vanish when they stole to survive, enlisted in the military with him, ran when kieran ran. his 'older brother' was the one who joined the old gang and then argued for kieran to be allowed in, kept him safe, would not go anywhere without him.
and then kieran watched him get hogtied and lined up by o'driscolls, along with every other person kieran had ever cared about in his life. his brother was so reckless and fearless that when the gunman walked down the line, shooting them one by one, he spat on his boots.
and the second he saw his brother's unseeing, dead stare, and the shotgun wound that left his skull a deformed, red mash, kieran knew he would never be safe again.
arthur reminded him of his brother a lot. c:
hi favorite kieran hcs mutual i need to know ur thoughts on kieran being born in ireland or otherwise being born with the name “ciaran” and having his name forcibly anglicized. bc the thought hasnt left my mind.
hello fellow kieran sufferer/enjoyer
immediately stealing that headcanon and putting it in my pocket thank you
my hc is kieran was born in ireland and his family immigrated over v shortly after. they had enough for their own tickets barely but technically smuggled kieran aboard. i am adding to this headcanon that kieran's mammy named him ciaran, but his childhood nickname was mousey because a) he was a quiet kid and b) in preparation for very illegally sneaking him onto the boat they would practice playing 'quiet as a mouse'. kieran was too young to have any memories of this.
to offer some of my own angst kieran's parents absolutely adored him but, having heard from friends about anti-irish sentiment in america, his pappy was very big on 'integrating'. he was the one who anglicized kieran on the paperworks when they landed because mammy duffy was illiterate. so was he but he could read/write enough to do the paperwork (poorly).
kieran's parents spoke irish to each other only in the privacy of their own home (and usually only when they were having conversations they didn't want kieran to hear, like not being able to afford bread or the general struggle to find work and so on). the only time in his life kieran's pappy ever raised a hand against his son was when he heard kieran parroting some words in irish, and spanked him until they were both in tears because he wanted kieran to be as american as possible so his son could have a better life. which - didn't quite work out.
idk marstons and morgan angst
i fully believe that when john stops and goes 'what was her name? mary?' when arthur tells him not to live two lives in the sheep and the goats - he was about to bring up eliza and isaac and had to stop himself because as angry as he was he knew it would kill his brother
jack's drawing is him, abigail and arthur all happy with their sheep ranch - no john in sight. he originally drew it for abigail, who suggested he give it to arthur to avoid john seeing it. of course, john did in 1907 when he was ready to look through arthur's satchel, and immediately knew it wasn't him. felt he deserved it - and wondered if they would have all been happier if he and arthur switched places that night
at least once, but probably a lot more than once, in 1907, abigail didn't wish but wondered what her life would have been like if arthur had been the one to get off the mountain instead of john, and if arthur had recovered. she never loved arthur like she did john, and never would, but deep down she wondered just how happy they could have been together.
arthur would have treated her right and respected her, married her, encouraged jack's reading and writing and wouldn't have gone after fucking micah. he might've hated her cooking enough to offer to cook for them, and she could've escaped the wretched task. evenings could've been the three of them, comfortably sitting around a fireplace, listening to jack read aloud
especially when it was just her and jack bouncing around after proghorn ranch, jack would often catch her looking out the window and sighing sadly as if she could see the peaceful little house with horses and sheep, and jack smiling and happy learning from his devoted proxy father. he also learned this was a great time to ask about stories about the old days, the gang, and learned most of what he knew about uncle arthur during that time period.
after 1911, when abigail got sick, jack would read to her constantly. one picked up his father's journal one day, expecting to find stories from when they were young and in that pathetically sappy young love phase before he was born.
it wasn't until he reached 'abigail and marston keep arguing' that he realised it wasn't just his father's journal. realizing at the same time, abigail let out a shuddered gasp and asked him to keep reading. she had always held onto the past so much more affectionately than john had, and hearing arthur's inner thoughts was as comforting as him being in the room.
just for a second imagine abigail marston laying sick and dying, with tears of joy in her eyes as jack shows her drawings arthur did all the way back in 1899 of her 'in her prime', and a young jack, quick sketches almost like photographs
jack's voice cracking as he reads arthur's last entry, that desperate, deliberately heavy pencil writing 'john, protect abigail and jack', knowing he would, and did, only to turn the page to handwriting he recognizes again.
not getting the chance to finish reading it together, but one of the last things abigail gets to see before her mind is completely gone is john's excited, wonky, capital letters I'M GETTING MARRIED and knowing she'll get to see him again
recreated something a friend found on Pinterest lol
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i hate that DOG
my friend keeps sending me pics of larry from scarlet/violet and I'm like IS ANYBODY GONNA FUCK THIS GUY