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nuthong ¡ 26 days ago
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javierduffy ¡ 1 day ago
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#can’t help but recognize how kieran is a fantastic unspoken representation of autism#i see a lot of myself in him and the way that he is so isolated and lonely and yet cannot help but perform and find solace in his daily#routines is so heartbreaking in its own way to me. like no matter what you do or where you are you have no choice but to be yourself and fun#nction the only way you know how and it will never not be vastly different from everyone else. and when you’re surrounded by people who DONT#like you and will not accommodate and are not at all willing or curious in understanding WHY you are the way you are you’re left to just ….#live in your own head forever. i’m certain kieran thinks many wonderous things and sees the world in a beautiful light and i know this becau#se i am autistic myself and because of that i see the world in colours that neurotypical people will never comprehend but we’re never allowe#d to see the world through kieran’s eyes. we are never allowed to see where his heart rests or the poetry he waxes or what he believes or wh#at his triggers are or what’s a stim and what’s just habit or anything. anything. the breeze sounds different to him and he can hear birds f#or miles and the sun makes every hair on his arms tingle and that’s why he wears layers everywhere and every green he sees sings a beautiful#song to him and yet we’ll never know. because he is too different even for the van der linde gang. he is incomprehensible to them and he doe#s all of his 4/5 daily tasks over and over and over again and while he would always do them and will always do them because they are innate#to him no one will ever know just what they mean to him. no one will ever know that kieran duffy can distinguish the horses behind him by th#eir breathing cadences behind him as he scrubs the spare saddle with the sun high above his head and he can know when something is wrong bec#ause he can hear it. no one will ever know that he CAN read but the only thing he’s interested in is books about wildlife and horses and fis#h in particular and no one will ever know because he knows no one will ever understand or even care and if they do they’ll be sure to make#it a point to tell him how DIFFERENT he is. and realistically even if the vdl’s DID come around to liking him he STILL would NEVER be unders#tood. i know for certain he would always be described as odd and despite its new affectionate approach he would still be the odd one out wit#h his daily routines and his texture preferences and his inability to make eye contact and his erratic seemingly random triggers and his#anxiety that seems to have a mind of its own. no one would ever know how bright the tree leaves are in his eyes or how every horse smells di#fferent or why sometimes it’s more fun to reel his rod in over and over instead of actually catching a fish. he will always be …. different.#sorry. novel moment. he means a lot to me.#i’m not super happy with how he looks in these but i’m just trying to draw more :’) i always say that but i always mean it too#also if my novel makes no sense then just ignore it. it’s late and my head hurts. i tend to get tangential#rdr2#red dead redemption 2#kieran duffy#image#art#hero draws sometimes
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bentnotbroken1fanfiction ¡ 2 months ago
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Sneak peek of Chapter Two of my Kidnapped Style fic.
It’s getting a little harder to concentrate on what his kidnapper is saying now. It's like his brain is slowing down, and his lungs aren't fully expanding anymore. He feels like he's not quite human anymore….He's just...floating away….
Maybe it's because of the pain or the blood loss, but either way, Style knows that what is happening isn't a good sign. He's either going into shock or….
He's dying….
And fuck.
All he can think about…all he wants at this moment…
Is Fadel.
He just wants Fadel. 
He wants to see him so badly.
One last time. 
He wants to hug him tightly and breathe in the scent of his aftershave. He wants to kiss the tiny smile from his mouth that he makes when Style does something he finds endearing. 
He wants Fadel to hold him. Run his fingers through his hair and tell him everything is going to be okay. He wants to hear him say his name in that exasperated way he does when he's being a brat. 
He wants to tell Fadel he's sorry. 
He's so fucking sorry. For playing him and for...for leaving him alone now.
Tears come unbidden from his swollen eyes, stinging the bruised flesh as they mix with his dried blood. 
God. He wants to tell Fadel he loves him. 
Because he does. 
He loves him so fucking much.
He wishes...
He wishes he could just....see....
But everything is getting darker….
“I'm sorry, Fadel,” he murmurs to the room, wanting to say the words outloud at least once, before his body goes slack in his restraints, “I love you.” 
That cruel hand yanks his head back, but he can't bring himself to react. “Hey, don't you even think about-” 
He doesn't get to finish his sentence because he's interrupted by the sound of the door breaking, shattering open like a bomb blasted through it.
Style tries to open his eyes enough to see what is happening, but all he can make out before he's consumed by darkness is a dark blur sprinting toward him and a familiar voice yelling his name. 
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mellohiizz ¡ 3 months ago
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Shivering shaking crying trembling in anxiety
Drops a note begging for kenwatfies and runs
-🖕⏰🤨 (anon from kenifies page!! OMG I LOVE UR ART RUGGHHHH KENWATFIES)
hellooo ^_^ here's some wato getting kissed by her girlboyfriends because im still coping from the 100 days video... and wato deserves the love and affection after that ☹️
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