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JUMPING FOR JOY WITH ACTUAL TEARS IN MY EYES I LOVE AUTISTIC REPRESENTATION IN X READERS ))): and with abby too????? a billion more please :,)

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hello hello i am here with some abby x autistic! reader content bc i know i cant be the only autistic person obsessed with her. yes this is completely self indulgent.

i kinda just threw words on the page, but i hope someone out there will enjoy :)

it takes ages for you and abby to actually get together because you were entirely oblivious to her advances. during breakfast you had spent a solid thirty minutes talking about the different wildflowers that grew in north america and their significance in literature. abby thought your passion for the subject was sweet so while on patrol she picked some flowers that kind of looked like the ones in the pictures you showed her. when she presented them to you, your squeals of joy made her entire face light up. 

“ah, thank you!”

you think nothing of it, assuming she was just being nice. you always assume she’s just being nice. so when you accidentally end up on a moonlit picnic date with her and she asks to kiss you, your eyebrows raise in confusion. 

abby looks mortified “oh god, did i make things weird? i’m sorry.”

“no, no!” you reassure her. “i just…didn’t know this was a date.”

she could throw up on the spot. had she misread the situation? sure she never said the word “date”, but she told you that she wanted to spend some time alone with you. she brought you flowers, wine (if you could even call it that) that owen had been fermenting, and you two had been cuddling under the stars for the better part of an hour. 

“you can kiss me.” your fingers fiddled with the stitching of the blanket beneath the two of you. “i would like that, actually.” 

when you start dating you apologize profusely about all of your sensory quirks. you didn’t want to cuddle after she washed her hair because you hated the feeling of her wet hair on your skin. she kept separate blankets for you because you didn’t like the texture of the fabric on hers. 

you nearly cried after the only time you snapped at her. someone was playing music in the mess hall, everyone was talking over each other, the smell and texture of the mushy broccoli was overwhelming, and abby was asking too many questions about your assignments for the day. 

“please just be quiet for a second!” your tone had been a little sharper than you intended. abby looked hurt until tears welled in your eyes and you apologized over and over. you talked it over after dinner and obviously abby wasn’t mad at you (not that she ever could be). 

after that, whenever she would play music she always made a point to ask 

“is that too loud?”

and you absolutely hated patrol. all the yelling, the occasional gunfire, that god awful clicking. it was an overstimulating nightmare. abby often picked up your shifts whenever she could to save you the misery of leaving base. on the off chance that she couldn’t, she would always make sure a few pairs of ear plugs were in your bag.

you fight the need to vocal stim around people who aren’t her. it was a weight off your shoulders when you finally felt brave enough to explain it to her. at first, she just ignored them, growing accustomed to the empty noise. one day, when you’re softly meowing on repeat, she decided to join in. the two of you would meow back and forth until you erupted into giggles.

abby never made you feel weird about anything. sure, she had questions, but never in an invasive way. she just wanted to cater to and accommodate you as best she could. all because she loves you. 

i may write more of this if people like it? i have a plethora of experiences to draw inspo from lmao

Pietro x Autistic!Gender neutral!Reader Headcanons

-Sometimes he gets carried away in the moment and doesn’t realize if he’s bothering you. Being loud and having super speed can do that. However, he’s also quick to notice your discomfort and will often make an attempt to rein in if he’s being a bit...too much. (That and Wanda will also make a habit of reminding him if he’s not remembering.)

-He picked you up and ran off with you once. The result really depending on your reaction to it. 

If you found yourself overstimulated, he ends up being incredibly hesitant to use his super speed with you again.

If you really enjoyed it and are sensation-seeking, he’ll most likely use any and all opportunity to pick you up and run around with you again.

Either way, he tries to warn you in advance just so he doesn’t catch you too off-guard.

-He definitely has stolen fidget toys for you before. And he’ll do it again.

-If you’re touch adverse, he might need some time to get used to that, he’s a very physically affectionate person. But he is very willing to show his affection in other ways. 

If you aren’t touch adverse, be prepared for a lot of PDA.

-Someone’s being ableist to you and he sees? Two seconds later, they’re stuffed into a trash can. He’s very very petty about ableism towards you. When you look at him afterwards, he’ll look at you with this big smile.  “I bet he didn’t see that coming.”

-He obviously finds it really hard to sit still, so most of the time, he doesn’t even notice your stimming. In a way, you could say he stims as well, so he’s probably the most casual about it out of all the Avengers.

-His first instinct, whenever he sees you having a meltdown, is getting you away from wherever you are and taking you somewhere isolated and quiet. (Whether he uses his super speed to do this or not depends on your reaction to it as stated above.) From there, he’ll attempt to calm you down and help you relax.

-Talking about your hyperfixations is something that generally happens mostly in the gym while you two are training. Pietro may seem like he’s not listening sometimes, but if you stop talking he’ll instantly ask why you’ve suddenly gone quiet.

-Not getting sarcasm and sass is something that Pietro and you might need to work through considering... I mean, he’s Pietro, his first language isn’t Sokovian, it’s sass. This is also the one thing that kind of frustrates him, but he’ll usually brush it off, after all, it’s not more important to him than you are.

-Pietro finds it much much easier to sleep when you’re with him. If you have trouble sleeping due to your Autism, he’ll often make little ‘nights’ with you, where you’ll both stay up and just spend time together until you both eventually crash. Maybe not the healthiest of strategies, but it usually works.

Autistic! Male reader + Soulmate AU imagine

Male reader is an autistic guy with a hyper-fixation on mythology.

He gets teased a bit about it as he grows up, but it doesn’t really bother him. That is until he turns 18, when the name of your soulmate is supposed to appear as a tattoo on your wrist. Sure enough, it says ‘Loki’.

When people find out about it, the teasing turns into bullying and making fun of him. With people especially insinuating that nobody in the ‘real world’ wants him, so he only has his mythical gods. Among other things.

Then the attack on New York happens. After things calm down, Male reader is chilling out in a coffee shop. In this coffee shop, he literally bumps into someone. A man with slicked black hair, green eyes, wearing a black suit. (A bit overly dressed for a coffee shop, but whatever.) 

Male reader apologizes to him but the man seems very eager to get away from him, almost like he’s trying to hide from someone. That is until he hears the male reader introduce himself.

“Oh, uh, my name is (Y/N) by the way.” The man freezes and looks back at him. His tune changes immediately and he offers the male reader to walk with him as he leaves the shop.

Sure enough, pretty soon they’re walking down the street, talking on and on about the male reader’s hyper-fixation: Specifically Norse myth. 

Slowly Loki gets more and more dumbfounded by what he’s hearing, immediately cringing particularly when he’s told of the story about how this mythical version turned into a mare and had a stallion’s children. 

Loki finally says something about it under his breath.

(Y/N): “What do you mean?” Loki: “Hmm?” (Y/N): “’I can’t believe how much midgardians got wrong about me.’ What do you mean by that?”

Then, it finally clicks. Once there’s nobody around, Loki shows himself in his green and golden glory. With a smirk, showing (Y/N)’s name on his wrist.

*Que internal fanboy screaming from male reader. With Loki chuckling about it in the background.*

Chapter 8

Everyone tried their hardest to carry on with their conversations after being told that their attention could make you feel even worse.

The only people you let near you were Mina and Kirishima, who brought you a snack and a soft blanket to help you recover.

Mina was the first to speak.

"So," she paused as she thought of what to say next, "how are you feeling?"

Being unable to speak, you just gave her a look that said 'that should be obvious.' She just laughed and told Kirishima to explain the situation to the Bakusquad.

"Hey, at least you can take some of your emotions out during training this afternoon?" Mina spoke again, "Hopefully that will make you feel better."

Hopefully

--Timeskip--

You had decided against battling your peers during training, instead opting for the training equipment to the side.

You were planning on beating the shit out of a punching bag before being told to rejoin the class. Hopefully that wouldn't be too soon.

*Tap tap tap*

Ugh footsteps.

*Tap tap tap*

Allmight's footsteps.

"Young (L/n), Young Midoriya has injured himself -again-, so I'm trusting you to-"

"No" you glared at him.

He stared at you, baffled. "Young (L/n)-"

"I said no. I hate repeating myself."

You both stood in silence for a few minutes before he spoke back up.

"Ok, but please remember, young (L/n), it's you who's holding yourself back."

You nodded and turned back to the punching bag as Allmight walked off.

Not even 10 minutes later, you hear someone else approaching you, a set of very explosive stomps progressively getting louder until they come to a stop.

"Bakugo," you turn to face him, "What do you want?"

And there he stood, very pissed and looking ready to brawl.

"If you're looking to call me a freak, you need to be more original. Uraraka's already come at me twice today." He still said nothing. "It's 9 in the morning. I've only been up for half an hour."

That's what seemed to break him out of his silence.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THE RAMBLING?!? I THOUGHT YOU WERE FUCKING MAD AT ME!?!"

(Y/n): ¯ \_(ツ)_/¯

"DAMN YOU AND YOUR FACE" He sighed afterwards, and apparently your shock wasn't obvious with how soft and sheepishly he said his next words.

"Listen, that dumbass Deku decided to destroy his body again, and I don't have anyone to practice with. Soooo... I was wondering-"

Shit   .   .   .   .

Maybe you should have let him finish.

Stood there, hand on his face, a red mark from your own fist blooming underneath.

"Fight me, bitch."

.  _  .  _  .  _  .  _  .

Sorry this was so late, I've been feeling low lately and have needed to focus more on my final project for college, hopefully I'll be getting chapters out more often.

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Not doing today's fic, why, no spoons.

Thank you very much.

Daily Writing (Day 3)

Pairing: Professor Willow X Teen! Autistic! Reader

Prompt: When they arrived home, they noticed that the curtains were closed.

!!THIS FANFIC TAKES PLACE IN GALAR!!

Once again, another tough day at college. To be honest, tough was an understatement. No one was listening to you, and you could feel your bones.

But as you got home, you found the curtains closed.

Confused, you greeted the receptionist, and climbed a single flight of stairs to the flat you shared with your dad.

You unlocked the door and pushed it open, only to be greeted with a bear hug and a,

"Happy birthday, (Name)!!!"

from your old man.

All you could do was smack him in the side and wheeze out a short 'off please'.

You were happy here, with Willow, your dad. When you were having the worst of days, when people forgot a big day like this, he was always there to make you feel better.

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Daily Writing (Day 2)

Pairing: Prof. Willow X Autistic! TransMasc! Reader

Summary: In which the professor notices something wrong with his adopted ‘daughter’, and stops the reader from making a decision they may regret.

Extra info: Reader goes by He/They. Professor Willow finds this out during the fanfic. Reader also has an Eevee

!!This FanFic Takes Place In Galar!!

Professor Willow, the man who had single handedly rescued you from your neglectful parents, and raised you as his own for the past few years, stood in front of you, and you were struggling to tell him the one thing you needed the most.

"C'mon, (Name), please just tell me." He was whispering at this point. He was holding on to your hand, keeping the scissors far away from your head.

Hop had long since hung up at this point, leaving your phone silent and useless.

You slowly broke down into tears, and Willow pulled you into a strong embrace.

"There are so many things I want to say, but I don't know where to start," you began. "Everything feels so wrong, I'm barely able to sleep anymore, all of my, well, everything is just hurting all the time, and I feel like I don't fit in this body, like I'm supposed to be a man." You sobbed, and the professor held you tighter.

"You shouldn't have to deal with all of this alone, why didn't you tell me sooner?"

You just shrugged.

"Well, I'll help you as best I can, and we will see a doctor about your pain. You don't have to be afraid anymore, you are my child, my son."

Woo! I managed day 2.

Tomorrow will probably be a generated prompt or smthn, idk.

-Ez

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Daily Writing (pt: 1)

So i have decided to start a series of Professor Willow x Reader fanfics where the reader is his adopted child. These will hopefully be released daily up until my birthday (22nd March). So, uh, lets get on with it.

Pairing: Prof. Willow X Autistic! TransMasc! Reader

Summary: In which the professor notices something wrong with his adopted ‘daughter’, and stops the reader from making a decision they may regret.

Extra info: Reader goes by He/They. Professor Willow finds this out during the fanfic. Reader also has an Eevee

!!This FanFic Takes Place In Galar!!

Windon was eerily quiet this morning as the professor emerged from his bedroom. The only signs of life being the sound of eevee paws scattering on the hardwood floor in the modest flat.

As he went to go turn on the coffee maker, he noticed a half drank glass of water on the kitchen island, this showing that you probably had yet another restless night. And not that he noticed it he could hear you rummaging for something in your room.

      “Shit, where are they?” Followed a large thump, probably you throwing a plushie.

      “(Name), are you ok?” At this point he was getting worried, you don’t usually have to look for things, they usually have a set place.

There was a slight pause before a door slammed and your eevee skittered into the kitchen. Now at this point he had to go and check on you, and as he got to the door of your room, he saw the mess you left behind and was surprised.

*-*Meanwhile In The Bathroom*-*

You were calling your friend with tears in your eyes as you desperately tried to figure out how to hack your hair off. You were so upset that you didn’t hear footsteps approaching the door.

      “Come on (Name), you can’t be doing this. I really do think you should tell your dad.” Hop spoke up, for once he was trying to be the voice of reason, but you weren’t listening.

      “Hop, you know I can’t do that, what- what if-” you started, but you were interrupted by the door squeaking.

"(Name), what does hop think you need to tell me?"

So-

That Eevee is going to evolve in the future, but can you guess what. (It's already chosen btw [: )

Part 2 may end up happening tomorrow, who knows.

Also planning on giving snippets of my sona at the bottom of my oneshots.

Anyways-

Reblogs are apreciated

-Ez

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Stressed out

In which the professor notices something wrong with his adopted ‘daughter’, and stops the reader from making a decision they may regret.

Parts: 1 2

Birthday Blues

Prompt: When they arrived home, they noticed that the curtains were closed.

Hi, I'm Mike, and I'm here to tell you that,

*-_-*MY REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!*-_-*

MDNI

I do:

x neurodivergent readers (Autism, ADHD, DID, etc.)

x original characters (i ask that you send the name and personality of the character in your request)

Fluff

Smut (I haven't made any yet, but I'm willing to try)

I don't:

Angst

Pregnancy

Smut related - piss kink, spitting

Feel free to put requests in my ask box

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Endless Forms Most Beautiful

In which a childhood friend of Katsuki Bakugo and Izuku Midoriya returns to Japan after many years of living overseas, and there are many new things to learn about them.

DISCONTINUED

Chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9

Keigo Takami

Alien Blues

In which, after a full and stressful day at work all the reader would like to do is stay at home and make a nest with their beloved

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Alien Blues

Pairing: Keigo Takami/Hawks X autistic reader

This one shot contains fluff, nesting, maybe some angst, and something that I always call 'autism dominance' (idk the real term for it, but it's basically and autistic individual who's traits are more noticeable than usual, probably due to stress)

DO NOT REPOST/PLAGARISE

Reblogs are greatly appreciated.

Based on this post

Quirk is from my Fan Fic series, Endless Forms Most Beautiful (but not the same universe) and you can read the info sheet here

Right now you just wanted to cry, but you almost visibly recoiled at the thought of your face feeling wet and sticky with salt.

The whole day, all you wanted was to be buried in your lover's arms, wings wrapped around each other, tucked into the corner of your apartment that was turned into a nest.

But instead you were stuck shoulder to shoulder with every type of stranger possible on the subway home from your dream-turned-nightmare 9-5 job.

You swear you've almost been fired a couple of times today. From your 'informal' work attitude because of you're stimming, to not wanting to give you're sweaty palmed and just generally unclean superior physical contact.

You can almost feel how moist your bones are inside your body, and count every air molecule that that you felt pounding against your skin as your finally freed from the metal cage of nightmarish speed. Speaking of nightmarish speeds, that's the one you chose to run at to guarantee no more sensory problems on your way home.

You wish you could fly, you really do. But the contract your company had with you which meant you couldn't use your quirk, unless it was for what was classed as a genuine reason.

As you closed the door to the apartment, you peeled your feet out of the ridiculous dress shoes the company had you wear so you could morph you feet into a more comfortable and natural state.

Stretching your wings and arms above your head, you wander your home searching for pillows, blankets, and most importantly, your beloved, Keigo Takami.

You heard the door open and close mid forage, and you whip your head around, eyes locking on the intruder.

"Keigo!" You sobbed, not realising your love was going to be home so early. Soon you found yourself breaking down in his arms.

"Hey, hey. Baby calm down. Let's get you into the nest, and I'll get you some snacks." He offered, and all you could muster was a quiet 'mhm' , and as soon as your body hit the circular mattress in your living room, you went limp, and Keigo left to get something to eat from the kitchen, as well as the blankets you had dropped.

"Today was shit." You spat out. "They kept on touching me."

"I know, baby bird. How about we finish the nest, order some takeout, and watch that ghost show you like?"

You look up at him from your spot in the nest, baffled.

"You're willing to watch Lockwood & Co. with me? You never do this."

"Sometimes sacrifices need to be made to make people happy."

~*-*~Timeskip~*-*~

A few pizzas and a finished nest later, you and Keigo were cuddling, your back to his chest.

He suddenly spoke up,

"I don't think she did look in the mirror."

You turn to look at him with a raised eye, questioning him.

"The one with the curly hair? I personally think she had enough time to look while George got the net."

. . .

There was silence for a bit before Keigo spoke.

"Nah, I don't think so, c'm'ere."

And before you knew it, you were pinned, deft hands working at your sides, causing you to writhe and giggle, almost to the point of pain.

"NO KEI- STOP, PLEASE." You squealed.

"Only if you stop being such a smart ass."

"AAAAHHH, FINE FINE JUST STOOPP, PLEASE."

. . .

Keigo flopped down onto you, and you welcomed it, the pressure grounding you.

"Y'know," you said, "I lied about what I said earlier." You admitted.

"Oh, shaddup."

That was fun to write

This prompt was made by @mirukosbitchywife

I hope I can use more of them in the future

Anyways, bye for now :]

-Ez

Chapter 7

CW: suggestive??

About a month passed by, and you avoided 3 specific people like the plague.

Whilst doing so, you trained with your peers, improving the control you have over your quirk in the process, and creating new moves to utilise during combat.

The sports festival was just over a week away, and your nerves were steadily rising. You were getting overwhelmed more often than not and you dreaded what you would be like on the day, in front of all of your possible employers.

When you walked into class one morning, there's a ruckus going on by the window, and as you were closing the door, Kaminari came over to me,

"C'mon, (L/n), you've got to help us, Bakugo is gonna end up killing him this time."

With that, your concern grew, Mina said his anger issues had gotten better over the years.

Before you knew it, you had pushed your way to the centre of the crowd and a voice you barely ever heard before came out of your mouth.

"KATSUKI BAKUGO, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"

The blonde nearly jumped out of his skin, and with that, you scrunched up the shoulders, pulled him up, and slammed him against the wall.

Slowly his face was overcome by an intense blush (caught by the class members watching) and you repeated your question.

"What. The Fuck. Do you think you're doing?" Doing so quietly as you inch your face close to his.

To him you were now too close for comfort, and let's just say, blood was rushing south, but enough was left to leave his cheeks as red as his eyes.

Then suddenly, everything was quiet, despite the tittering of the classmates around you. I promised myself that I'd stop doing this, you thought having these outbursts when it's unwarranted.

All of a sudden you dropped Bakugo and ran to sit by your desk, partially under it, and not even bothering to acknowledge the boy he was trying to fight.

~~~

"See, this is what I'm on about, Kaachan. Why do you even bother with them." The blonde glared down at his newest enemy and bent down to his height.

"Because I'm not like you or the bitch you simp for."

~~~

Meanwhile, you were still stuck inside your head.

Why the fuck did I do that. They're going to be so mad when they find out. Oh god. WHY.

*-*-*-*

So I was thinking of doing another fan fic along the side of this one with an oc of mine.

Idk what do you guys think?

It won't end up being character X oc, but I'm thinking of doing a Ghostverse and Warrior Nun crossover.

(Like the lore that goes with the band, and the show)

I just need to do this deal with my artist/writers block that comes during and after my seasonal depression.

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Chapter 6

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO THEM?"

Midoriya's head hit the wall with a great force, the blonde classmate, who he now considers a friend, stood in front of him with a scowl.

"W-what do you mean?" The sight of the blonde's face blurred ever so slightly from the pain.

"YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I MEAN. WHAT DID YOU DO TO (Y/N) TO MAKE THEM HATE BOTH IF US."

An expression of disgust bled onto Midoriya's face, replacing the faux fear.

"Fine, you caught me." The greenette sighed at his own words. "All I did was tell him the truth, that they were the one who made you act like you did when we were younger. THAT THEY ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED TO US"

~~~

Back up in your bedroom, you noticed distant yelling as you sat with Mina, who was painting your nails.

"Oh boy," you turned your attention back to your newly found best friend as she sighed.

"I thought those two got over their differences last year, but I guess not."

You slouched over a bit more than usual and Mina could tell something was wrong.

"Are you ok? You don't have to tell me if you don't feel comfortable."

You just shook your head and she carried on with what she was doing.

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Chapter 5

After a while, you made your way back to your room.

You felt overloaded and thought that unpacking the boxes around your room might help, starting with everything going on your bed.

As you ripped off the tape from one of the boxes, you thought back on the day. Why would Midoriya even do that? You thought. You know maybe he's right, it is all my fault. You thought about putting some music on to stop you from spiraling, but a knock on your door stopped you.

You opened it a bit just to find Bakugo standing there.

All you say is a quiet 'You should still be with Recovery Girl' before you try to close the door. The key word is try. Bakugo shoved his foot in the way.

"C'mon, I just want to talk to you." he spoke in a soft and quiet tone, as if he was talking to a scared animal, not a functional human being, and that's what pushed you over the edge.

You let out a low whine and rushed into your bathroom, away from anything else that could upset you.

After you lock the door, you scooched yourself as far under your sink as you could go.

You could hear Bakugo saying something, but couldn't exactly understand him. All you really knew was that he was irritating you and you needed him to leave. 

Eventually you were able to control the tremble in your voice.

"F-FUCK OFF." It came out as more of a screech than you would've liked, but it still managed to stun the blonde into silence.

A few minutes after, you could hear him scream something back about internships and school festivals accompanied with the rustling of paper before the door to your room slammed shut.

You shuffled over to the door and opened it, just to end up sitting against the doorway. You stared at the leaflet that Bakugo had left on the ground and decided to ignore it for now, the texture looking way too tacky for your current liking, as you stood up to fetch your phone. As (music of your choice, maybe even ghost, idk) started playing, you continued organising your room, a pile of used cardboard boxes quickly growing into a problem that you needed to solve before you layed on it. You opted for taking the boxes to the dorm recycling dumpsters.

--Timeskip--

You had managed to slip past the small group of classmates in the common room without much fuss. Kirishima had seen you in passing and offered to help your struggling self with your paper-based payload, and you gratefully accepted.

On your way back into the building, Kirishima jogged in front of you to speak to someone. A very specific, green-haired, someone. A specific someone with a somehow solemn visage plastered on. You didn't believe any of it.

Midoriya tried to talk to you as you passed, but all you gave him was a snarl, and you walked away. But unbeknownst to you, a certain blonde got all the answers he needed.

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I'M BACK!!

I think I took way too much time making this one, but on the other hand, I did just start college and I have quite a busy schedule, despite being in education three days during the week.

But I am back and hopefully the next chapter I have planned will be out quicker.

Soo...

Bye for now.

Author, over and out.

Chapter 4

By the time yours and Midoriya's fight came around, just over half of the class ended up in Recovery Girl's office, including Bakugo.

You were on the battlefield as what was left of the class watched from a CCTV room. Your green haired childhood best friend stood opposite you with a sour look on his face.

Aizawa's voice rang out across the battlefield before you could ask if he was ok, stating that we shouldn't attack or pin down the other party if they seem vulnerable.

The countdown started, and both of you got into a battle-ready stance. The countdown ended, but before you could make the first move, you were entwined in a phantom-like rope, and the user yelled out to you,

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!"

"Wha-" was all you were able to get out before you were slammed against the floor and Midoriya was above you, pinning you down and crying his heart out.

"THIS. IS. ALL. YOUR. FAULT!" he yelled again.

At this point your ears are ringing, his words seemed way louder than before, and your breathing quickened.

"Midoriya, what did I say about pinning them down!?" Aizawa's voice rang through the air, but neither of us could hear him.

Tears were streaming down your face from the pain as Midoriya started talking again,

"FIRST YOU LEFT AND MOVED TO A DIFFERENT COUNTRY, THEN KAACHAN GOT HIS QUIRK AND STARTED BULLYING ME," he then proceeded to list out all of the things that went wrong in his life up until that point, lifting you up and slamming you back down onto the concrete with every statement.

At this point you had given up trying to pry Midoriya's hands off your shoulders, instead resorting to covering your ears and trying to block out any painful noise, including the yelling.

"AND NOW MY OLDEST FRIEND AT THIS SCHOOL IS IGNORING ME BECAUSE I HAVE TO BE FRIENDS WITH YOU OF ALL PEOPLE. AND IT'S YOUR FAULT."

By now, he'd stopped slamming you against the ground, and you had the chance to sneak your leg between the two of you, plant it on his stomach, and kick him off.

You got onto your feet and realised that you had accidentally ignited his costume during the whole ordeal, and tried walking backwards to get away, but you were still having a horrible meltdown, and your legs gave way underneath you, resulting with you landing on your backside. In the end you shuffled into a corner and curled into a ball. Some teachers tried to usher you into Recovery Girl's office, but you didn't, you felt as if you couldn't do anything and preferred to just stay in the corner and die.

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After a while, they gave up and got Recovery Girl to come to you before Mina managed to persuade you to follow her to the dorm building.

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Comment of the day:

"Being similarly diagnosed myself, this holds a special place in my heart. Thank you very much. :)"

- IMakeArts16 on Wattpad

Reply:

Like I said when I replied to your comment, I am really glad you're enjoying my fan fiction so far. My main goal was to create an X autistic reader fan fic without it including too many stereotypes.

In most other fan fics like this that I've read, the reader has a mentality that's almost like a child's. I'm not saying that isn't how some people with autism act, it's just not all of us, but yet, most fan fictions I've read that about autism are exactly like that.

Anyways, at least I've found someone that can relate to me and that I can relate to.

Author, over and out.

A/n: switched pronouns from 'i' to 'you' to make stuff easier

Also, I've sort of switched Kirishima's and Uraraka's seats with whoever was sitting next to Bakugo and Midoriya

Extra: (F/f) = favourite filling

Chapter 3

After eating your (F/f) sandwich that your mum had packed to help clear the nerves of your first day, it was finally time for the few hours you actually were looking forward to. Hero Training.

You were practically balanced on the edge of your seat and tapping your fingers against each other as the class was waiting for the designated teacher to arrive.

You looked over at the red-head, as you learned was Kirishima and previously helped you with an impending meltdown during what you dubbed 'The Uraraka Crisis', that was trying to get your attention. When he finally did, he gave you a questioning thumbs up (you interpreted that as a 'you exited') and you nodded. You liked Kirishima already and felt like you could be friends.

You also noticed Bakugo looking at you so you happily waved as he looked away with a surprisingly gentle smile

Meanwhile, on the other side of the classroom:

"Woah, Bakubro, what's got you so calm?" The charming shark-man, questioned the usually loud blond beside him. Bakugo blushes and looks away, muttering something along the lines of 'it's nice to have an old friend back'.

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After Aizawa explained that you would be doing 1 on 1 battle training, the class grabbed their hero outfits and headed to the changing rooms.

Once you got to the girl's changing room, you made sure to stay as far away from Uraraka as possible, you didn't want to be in a similar situation to earlier. You started bouncing on the balls of your feet with excitement as you unpacked your hero costume from it's case. You unfolded your wings to be able to change out of your clothes, and as you reached for the zips underneath the slits to get your jacket off, you heard a bunch of 'awe's and 'oohh's from behind you. You looked over your shoulder to see the others staring at your wings like they wanted to touch them.

You cautiously continued to get changed into your costume, which consisted of a leotard of sorts with mesh draped over some cutouts in the back, with the fear of getting your wings touched.

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A/N: At this point I'm ignoring a very specific part of the cannon

Also!

An updated ref sheet bc I'm too lazy to put it where it belongs:

Back to the story

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Just as you finished zipping up the back of your costume and started smoothing it out, one of the other girls that you could only describe as a pink puffball walked over to speak to you.

"Hi, I'm Mina, and I just love your wings."

You were a bit shocked that she introduced herself with a statement that bold, but you ran with it.

"Thanks? I'm (Y/n)." You were both in your hero costumes and you assumed she wanted to carry on a conversation, so you waited by the door for her.

As Mina caught up with you, she asked you what you're quirk was.

"I don't really know how to explain it, it's more of a ' you'll have to see it in action ' sort of thing." You quietly explain. She made a sound of understanding and explained to you in detail how her's works as you reached the class's rendezvous.

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After everyone else arrived, the class was sorted into random pairs with one student battling a teacher.

You were with Midoriya, and one of the last battles to take place.

You went and sat down in the corner whilst you waited for your battle.

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It's been a while, hasn't it.

I'm sorry for taking so long to update the story, I've somehow been extremely busy with holidays/residential, let alone receiving exam results last Thursday and starting college in the next few weeks.

Long story short, I failed English with a 3.

Also, feel free to leave questions somewhere so you can get to know me a bit better. My asks will be open for it.

A/N - I'm sorry, but I kind of made Uraraka a bit of an ass, also a warning for slurs, you have been warned.

Chapter 2

READER'S POV:

The beginning of the day flew by quickly, and before I knew it, it was nearly lunch.

The whole class had a free period where they just stood and talked, except me. I gathered up my small amount of courage before shuffling over to Midoriya's friend group.

When I eventually got to them, I spoke.

"Is it ok if I could possibly sit with you guys during, lunch. I don't want to end up on my own." Almost everyone smiled and nodded, I looked at my green haired friend as he smiled and opened his  mouth to say something, but before he could, a small brunette who I heard was called Uraraka interrupted him.

"Of course you can, we love having mentally handicapped children sitting with us for lunch." I looked down before scrunching up my nose and unconsciously puffing out my wings.

"Oh, look, the retard knows how to understand vocal cues, how cute. Anyways, time for you to go now, buh bye." She then turned me around and pushed me. I fell, but before I could hit the ground, a pair of well built hands slipped under my armpits and hoisted me back up. Before I knew it, I was face to face with Bakugo as he asked me if I was ok. I replied with a quiet 'yes', he then told a dude with bright red hair to look after me as he walked off to go deal with Uraraka.

BAKUGO'S POV:

It was near the end of our free period and me and shitty hair were talking about some new videogame that has just come out, although I wasn't really paying attention to what he said, I was busy keeping an eye on (Y/n).

As they were talking to Deku and his friends, pink cheeks said something to them and pushed (Y/n) over. I rushed over and caught them and made sure they were ok before I headed over to Deku and his group.

When I got there, Sonic the engine legged was already berating zero gravity bitch for her behaviour.

"THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING YOU TWO FACED BITCH?!" I yelled at her. She just turned around with a smug monama-like face and stated, "That retard should be in an asylum, not a hero academy. I'm not having it near my friends."

I snarled and went to scream at her before I felt a hand on my shoulder and a shadow was cast over the group. A low and gutteral growl sounded from behind me and Uraraka visibly shrunk into herself.

I turn around to see (Y/n) towering behind me with their wings puffed out slightly. Behind them was a panicked Kirishima.

READER'S POV:

I was ready to fight the small prick when the teacher walked up to us.

"What's going on here?" He lazily asked.

I still had my defensive stance at this point and Uraraka had the audacity to say that I tried hurting her first.

Aizawa just sighed and calmly stated,

"Quite frankly, I don't believe you, Uraraka. I've assisted (L/n) on multiple of their transition days to help them learn the layout of this school, and they would never hurt a fly unless provoked." Uraraka just scoffed at this and stomped down to the lunch room.

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Chapter 1

BAKUGO'S POV:

Me and Deku were stood arguing just inside the door to our new classroom, we aren't as bad as we were in our first year, but we do occasionally 'row' as one of our old friends would say.

All of a sudden, our yellow caterpillar of a teacher was standing in the doorway with a familiar set of (H/c) locks behind him.

"Class, sit down, we have a new transfer student, their name is (L/n)(Y/n), they will be studying with us from now on." He said as he walked into the room.

We all looked back at the doorway where the new student was, and I saw someone who I'd never thought I'd see again, holding the Gang Orca plush me and Deku gave them.

READER POV:

The teacher left me standing at the entrance to the classroom and I didn't know what to do, I looked up and saw two familiar faces, two that were so memorable that even my goldfish of a brain could remember them. Katsuki Bakugo and Izuku Midoriya, my childhood best friends.

Before I could register it, I was surrounded by a plume of green and blonde hair, in the most comfortable embrace that one could ask for.

"(N/n), you dumbass, we didn't think you were gonna come back." Katsuki laughed.

"Yeah, Kaachan's right, he was also quite upset when he realised he might not have been able to fight you with your quirk, any ways, what is it, those things on your back look like moth wings, are you a moth hybrid or somethi-" "No, they just look like that." I interrupted as he observed my wings.

"Bu-" he was interrupted again when the teacher spoke.

"That's enough reunion time. (L/n), your desk is at the back of the room. Now, everyone go sit down whilst I explain the day to you all." And I, along with the others, sat down whilst I fiddled with the over-loved plushie still in my hands.

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Endless Forms Most Beautiful

Bakugo X Autistic Reader fic

Masterlist

Reader and quirk info

Backstory Chapter

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Backstory Chapter

(10 years before the main fanfic is set, 9 years before the anime)

AUTHORS'S POV:

In a park, three families are having a picnic, the (L/n)s, the Midoriyas, and the Bakugos - all with a singular child each.

The said children were sat underneath a tree close to their parents, resting after a particularly grueling stick fight. All three children were unique and came from well known families.

"I think I'm getting a bruise." The (H/c) child complained. "Why did you have to hit me so hard, 'Suki. It really hurts."

Katsuki just cackled and stated, "It's not my fault you didn't move out of the way  quick enough, don't start complaining."

The (H/c) child went to pick their stick up to retaliate before their mum interrupted.

"(Y/n), honey, we need to start heading off to finish packing before our flight tomorrow." She stated as she motioned for the now pouty child to come over.

"Mummy, I don't want to leave, why can't I just stay with Izuku or Katsuki." The other two small children followed (Y/n) to their parents.

Suddenly, there was a load of ruckus from the two boys, with the blond exclaiming,

"Ma! We need to give them the present now, otherwise they won't get it!" With grabby hands. A navy blue object got passed to him and he turned to Midoriya to hold with him.  They turn to (Y/n) and shout at them "(Y/n), WE WILL REALLY MISS YOU WHEN YOU MOVE, PLEASE ACCEPT OUR GIFT!!" Whilst they held a Gang Orca plush. The (H/c) burst into tears and gave their best friends a bear hug.

"Thank you both, I won't forget you, I promise."

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Info sheet

(Y/n) - your name

(L/n) - last name

(N/n) - nick name

(H/c) - hair colour

(H/l) - hair length

(F/c) - favourite colour

I'll add more if needed.

Quirk

Gamelyon

Gamelyon - Resembling a hybrid of dragon and lion characteristics, these powerful beasts are known from Heraldic folklore, but have since faded into cultural obscurity. This, however, does not mean that they are not still found in mountainous and isolated areas in the British Isles.

This quirk is seen as unusual, but rarely ever overpowering. Wielders of this quirk inherit some physical attributes of the mythical gamelyon from Heraldic folklore and are usually have pyrokenesis alongside it. All personnel with this quirk have been found to have British heritage.

If anything else gets added, I'll explain it when it happens, rather than here.

Extra notes about (Y/n)

They/Them ( Everyone can be involved that way )

About 6'3 due to their quirk. ( Sorry, but they are taller than Bakugo, and I wanted to change it up a bit because a lot of x readers I've seen are quite boring due to (Y/n) being smol )

Selective mutism.

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Please do tell me if any grammar is wrong at any time.

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This is purely a self indulgent fan fic apart from the pronouns, so chronic pains and other mental disorders may crop up.

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