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Autistic Deku
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Ongoing, First published Jun 06, 2023
This story is an au about Izuku Midoriya if he had autism (written by a person who has autism), and he is also going to be trans (female at birth). This will be from my personal experiences as a trans male/non-binary person with autism.

DISCLAIMER:
I own none of he characters or art, I only own the story.
There will be panic attacks, disassociation, dead-naming, and possibly mentions of abuse/bulling/suicide. There will be a TW the star of any chapter that has any of these incase you want to skip it.
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This is a gay Fanfiction based in the Realm of My Hero Academia. Major warnings!!! This book is quite heavy, dealing with issues such as suicide, Poor Mental health, SH and gore. Please avoid this book if these things affect you negatively. ALL RIGHTS TO BNHA BELONG TO KOHEI HORIKOSHI! THIS IS ONLY A FANFIC! It was true what people said about me, I hate myself. I hate the way I look, the way I act, the way I walk and talk. Everyone knows it, but they stay back and observe. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like, to just disappear. But, each passing day, "he" grows stronger, those emotions I repress, they fester, seep into my body like a malicious poison. Uncle and dad say he sees potential in me... they only say it because they know I'm not special. They've made me feel like I'm not deserving of love, life or liberty. ...Sometimes I wonder what it would be like ...to see their blood ...splattered all over the walls ...their bodies snapped like toothpicks ...I wonder...