#autistic Kevin day

[aftgphoenix]

I know autistic Kevin is a popular hc around here so consider this: Aaron is the first to realize (because he was learning about it in his classes) and slowly helps Kevin by suggesting things that would support him.

For example, he realizes that one of Kevin’s special interests is history and will ask him questions while he plays video games. Later, Aaron realizes that Kevin seems to like pressure on him (maybe Kevin has a tendency to rest his backpack on his lap or something). He gets Kevin a weighted blanket and leaves it on his bed.

I don’t think he would tell Kevin about his suspicions. For one thing, he’s not totally sure it is autism and he doesn’t want to pathologize his friend. He’s also not sure how Kevin would react. But the little supports seem to help Kevin and there’s no harm in it, he thinks.

Or maybe it isn’t Aaron. Maybe it’s Katelyn who realizes that Kevin has a lot of autistic traits and helps Aaron start accommodating them.

I don’t know, I think there’s a lot of potential though. Maybe it’s Kevaaron, maybe it’s Katekevaaron, maybe it’s just Aaron and Kevin friendship! All I know is that I was reading @ok555ficideas’s fic Poet, Soldier, King and I couldn’t stop thinking about this!

[ok555ficideas]

Kevin knew he was difficult to hang out with. No one ever wanted to listen to his rants about Exy, except for Neil and even the redhead got easily annoyed by him at times. He tried to talk about his other interests, but despite his best attempts he always sounded like a know-it-all. He didn’t want to make other people feel inferior, but he always had trouble modulating his tone into a gentler one. 

He used to not care about that. With the Ravens it was expected of him. He didn’t need to respect them, his job was to play and criticize them to make them better. The only people he had to try and behave around in the nest were Riko and the master. He remembered all those times when he got beat up, not knowing why. He thought he was talking normally and just sharing his thoughts but both men always found his attitude inappropriate. 

Growing up with them was tough. Kevin always felt different growing up. He hated not knowing what was expected of him. He made instructions in his head for every situation, for every person, just to not make any mistakes. With the master and Riko it was difficult. There was no way of predicting how they would react to a situation. Kevin tried really hard to be obedient and to play by their rules, but the rules were always changing. He was scared and confused and more times than not he took it out on other people. He was allowed to torment other players, he was even encouraged to do so. Every time he saw Riko smile, because he obliterated someone else with his words, he felt like he had finally cracked the code. He felt like this would gain him some points in this sick game, but it never did. It didn’t make Riko any less ruthless.

The first time he felt like he could be himself was with Jean. He still remembered the scared little kid entering the nest with the heart of a lion. Jean was scrawny, not yet hovering over others at the age of fourteen like he was now. Yet he was so much braver than Kevin ever was. He was so unapologetically himself, until Riko tortured it out of him. Still, when it was only two of them Kevin felt more at ease than he had felt his entire life. Jean understood him, Kevin didn’t need an instruction for him, because with the backliner he felt like he was allowed to make mistakes and he would be forgiven. 

Almost any mistake, because he wasn’t sure if they would be able to go back from his last one. He hoped that Jean would at least now have a happy life with the Trojans and that some day they would be okay again. 

He tried with the Foxes as well. He wanted them to get better and he was tired of masking all of his emotions so he just let them out. He realized fairly quickly that he was not a friend material and he refused to be scared of them like he was of Riko and didn‘t want to waste his time on playing nice like with the press. But unlike his jabs at the Ravens, the ones he was throwing at the Foxes were filled with gratitude and hope for them to get better. 

part of Soldier, Poet, King where I decided that Kevin will be an outlet for my frustration with growing up autistic without knowing it.

[koldefingre]

The son of exy fell from grace by the hand of his so called savior. Fuck you Riko Moriyama, thank you Neil Josten

Also I don’t know if I am him, or in love with him. But it’s fine.

[wordvomit555]

....................….me projecting myself on them....................... Asexual Neil 🤝 Autistic Kevin

[that-vampire-loser]

GIVE KEVIN A BREAK JEAN USC IS HIS SPECIAL INTEREST

[detectivebambam]

kevin walking into Eden's and wincing at the loud music? that's my boy right there

[satanic-foxhole-court]

HC Kevin autistic still standing strong for me, his fierce need to adhere to strict rules, upset or feeling some level of frustration when said rules aren’t followed? Autism babey!

[starchqser]

autistic kevin day who picks up other peoples mannerisms rlly easily (im projecting ok) and he starts to copy wymacks and after the foxes find out that hes kevins dad theyre all like how the fuck didnt we notice this before

[palmettoshitposts]

🫶🏻(yet another) aftg fic🫶🏻

“J..J..” he gasped, as he continued thrashing around, evading the touch of his boyfriends. Whether intentionally or by accident, he acted as though their touch would burn him.

Jeremy took that as a cue to try again. “Jean, wake up,” he said softly, “Jean it’s a nightmare, it’s not real. You’re safe. I promise, you’re safe. Kevin and I are here. Wake up.”

“J…J…Julia!” Jean gasped, before jerking awake and sitting bolt upright. He desperately tried to catch his breath but it didn’t seem like he could.

probably the worst angst that i, an angst writer, have written 😁

[sleepycloudss]

brat summer is over, let witch bitch autumn begin

[chaoticas-hell]

Kevin: after much consideration I have come to the decision that you are, unfortunately, my best friend.

Neil: a horrible decision really. My condolences.

[ok555ficideas]

polished up bit of the next chapter of "Soldier, Poet, King"

Kevin and Wymack were driving in the car in complete silence. The last time Kevin was this nervous, he was on his way to visit an injured Jean at Abby’s back in spring. His heart was beating so fast, he was sure that it would beat right out of his chest. His hands were sweating and no amount of wiping them on his jeans was helping the matter.

“You okay?” The voice next to him broke the silence. 

“What-, “ he didn’t fully register the words coming his way at first, they came to him after a second or two. “Oh, yeah, I’m just worried about her.” 

That was an understatement, but he didn’t want to be a burden right now. Wymack has already done so much for him, it would be unfair to ask for more. 

“Didn’t know you two were close.” 

Kevin didn’t like the sound of Wymack’s tone. He heard that one before. He heard it repeatedly when the man was referring to a particular pair of Kevin’s teammates. 

“You know how Andrew and Neil are. Every time they even look at each other, I feel like I’m interrupting.” He didn’t want to sound bitter, but he knew his voice was full of it. 

He still hung out with them. Andrew was still keeping an eye on him and Neil practiced with him at night and they talked about Exy for hours, but he still felt left out. 

 “I’m still not used to being alone so, I had to find someone else to bother with my existence.” He continued full of self-pity. 

He knew he was difficult to hang out with. No one ever wanted to listen to his rants about Exy, except for Neil and even the redhead got easily annoyed by him at times. He tried to talk about his other interests, but despite his best attempt he always sounded like a know-it-all. He didn’t want to make other people feel inferior, but he always had trouble modulating his tone. 

“I’m glad you have friends aside from Andrew.” 

Kevin scoffed at Wymack’s words. He shook his head and quietly chuckled to himself before speaking. “Me and Andrew are not friends.” 

“Aren’t you?” 

“Andrew doesn’t have friends.” Kevin tried to not sound disappointed, but failed miserably. 

“He also claims that what he has with Neil is nothing.” Wymack pointed out and the gears in Kevin’s head started to turn. He didn’t want to think about that, he didn’t want to get his hopes up. “Regardless of that,” the coach continued,  “I’m glad you have Aaron and Katelyn, and you know, if you ever need to, you have me too.” The last part was uncharacteristically quiet. 

Deep down Kevin knew it was true, but he still couldn’t bring himself to open up to Wymack as much as he wanted to. But that was on him, not on the other man so, he felt the need to reassure him that he was doing a good job at showing it. 

“I know, thanks da-” Kevin had it at the tip of his tongue, but swallowed the rest of the word and tried to awkwardly navigate it into another, “vid,” He cleared his throat and purposely avoided looking at the other.

There was an awkward silence, and Kevin wanted to slam his head against the car window. Of course, he had to ruin such a good moment between them. 

Stupid, stupid, stupid. Why did he always have to be so awkward? 

“Sorry.” His voice was barely audible, but Wymack heard him. 

“Hey, no. Don’t be sorry, take your time.” The reassurance in the coach's voice made him feel even more guilty about the situation. 

“You are, you know” he stumbled through his words in a rush to make Wymack understand that this was not on him, “I mean obviously you are. I told you that already, but I see you like that too. It's just hard to say.” He paused for a second and wondered if he really wanted to reveal what was going through his head. “I saw him like that once, too,” he hated how small his voice sounded, “but I wasn’t allowed to call him anything, but master. It’s been a long time since I even wanted to, but I guess it still sits with me.” 

Kevin knew that this wasn’t the only reason. The master was only part of it, a part that he very much wanted to get rid off. He wanted to never think of that man ever again. He hated how much power he still held over him, how scared Kevin still was. Even in his head he still couldn't bring himself to call him anything, but master.

Thank you @gravitysthrall for inspiring the last bit.

[koldefingre]

I actually love him, this is not a drill.

[wordvomit555]

Im stressing out about writing autistic Kevin inaccurately as if I’m not autistic myself, literally projecting onto him.

[catlailasgf]

kevin day is autistic with a special interest in exy and a hyperfixation on the trojans, can i get a hear hear!!!!