So here’s the thing....
*Deep breath*
I’d like to say first and foremost, in case new followers shouldn’t be aware... All my characters belong to a story I have been writing since 2014, it’s a 200+ chapters main story, and an almost 40 chapters AU. Book length chapters. So yes, it’s a lot of words. A lot of time. Investment. Character development. I have explained a handful of times, at least, during my 5+ years on Tumblr, that although I’m the writer of the story, they feed me the words. More or less. Within few limits. I do have an overall idea of where I want the story to head, what I want for each character and so on, but in the end, they more or less run the show, and I’m just the vessel... holding the pen. As result, the story often takes twist and turns I never expected, and the outcome might be completely different from what I originally had in mind. This is how I prefer to write the story, and I’ll hardly ever interfere, unless it’s heading in a direction I can’t at all allow, such as a main character dying. Or something that otherwise would affect their lives way too negatively to bounce back from. Writing a story this way, letting my characters roam free, often leads to me having to write stuff I don’t agree with, or am downright uncomfortable with. But I’m okay with that. I like the challenge. It makes me grow as a writer and challenge me as a person. My believes, morals, my views and my heart. It also often results in sudden information getting thrown at me, surprises, let’s call it that... not always knowing full info on a character, as they develop in front of me, and sometimes things I didn’t yet know, will reveal themselves. This happened a couple weeks ago. I learned something dark about one of my main characters, and one of my top 3 personal favorites. Raven. Raven and his father, have never seen eye to eye. Roy has frankly always acted like he despises his son. Always favoring Raven’s brothers above him, barely able to speak to Raven without contempt shining through his words and tone. I never had a reason for this. Beside the fact that Raven is very much a rebel, and his dad is head authority of the McKinney clan. But I was hit with a sudden discovery few weeks ago. Turns out, Roy sold Raven, when Raven was just a very young adult. Possibly teen.... maybe even younger.... I was quite frankly so shocked I haven’t had the courage to delve further into it yet, and have only been writing other story parts since then. Essentially, Raven’s father sold him, to a distant uncle, in order to stay ahead in the McKinney clan, and still be the head of both the main castle in Ireland, and also the sister castle in Scotland. The uncle who bought Raven... took advantage of the situation... and Raven. For an unspeakable amount of time. Roy grew to recent himself for what he had done, and with that self-resentment, he started resenting his son as well, it was simply easier than feeling guilty about what had done. Over the years... centuries.... Roy often tried to get his son out of the binding contract, but to no use. Raven over time started blacking out, and completely erasing any sort of memory about the abuse, either through magic or simply denial. A way to cope. Now, one could say this part of my story only involves misery. However, something good came out of it. For days I have been trying to wrap my head around it all, and allow it to evolve into whatever it wants to evolve into, although I haven’t written anything yet. I started thinking, what good could possibly come out of this situation? And then it hit me. His name is Ciaran (pronouced Kee-ran), which means ‘little black one’... The McKinney’s have always chosen names that somewhat describes their kids, like Raven’s birth name is Brandubh, which means ‘little black raven’. He’s obviously “black”, and he can literally shapeshift into a raven. I wont sit here and ramble about the meaning of everyone else’s names for the next 20 minutes, it’s not of importance right now. Ciaran has black hair... yadda yadda... so... ‘little black one’. Ciaran is one of the most well hidden family secrets, I strongly feel he grew up far away from everyone else, or at the very least at the McKinney castle in Scotland. A castle Raven grew up in, but rarely visited after moving back home to Ireland, so he wouldn’t have come across him most likely, and if he did at some point, there’d probably have been at least a handful of spells involved, so neither he, nor Ciaran, would notice they were so closely related. And on a side note, yes, men can get pregnant in my story. Supernaturally though. So either from being supernatural, although that does have limits still, or through magic. Anyway, I’m assuming here, since again, I didn’t write anything down in my story yet, cause it’s still all very new and foggy to me, but Raven suddenly discovering about his past, will without a doubt lead him to either demand to know more from his father, or go digging himself. Which will soon enough result in Ciaran being brought into light. How he’s going to get introduced in my story, I haven’t decided yet, however, spending time with Ciaran, making him in CAS last night, and taking pics of him today, I already know enough about his character, to dare to assume, Ciaran walking into everyone’s lives, will look something along the line of:
