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It was your casual Friday at UA, it was cloudy today and everything was normal! Well, until Izuku had more struggles than usual, having only got a half hour of sleep instead of his usual 2 and a half. He couldn’t even have any coffee! The rest (-Kachaan) didn’t let them since they claimed he was ‘innocent’ and a ‘cinnamon roll,’ which was just their acting and he understood that.. But still..

Izuku’s tie wasn’t even bothered to be tied and he had dark eyebags, their hair thankfully covered his multiple ear piercings that they forgot to take out (it was shoulder length), and his green eyes with gold speckled around were more droopy than ever. Wearing their gray, white, and light blue hair pin and bracelets.

As he was walking to homeroom he started muttering.. but in english, “Fuckin’ stupid act I hav’ ta keep up.. Ugh I jus’ wanted som’ coffee. Why ain’t I allowed to hav’ some? Jus’ cause I’m innocen’? Stupid fuckin’ classmates…” Of course, our resident pomeranian was nearby and heard everything, vowing to pick some coffee up quickly so that he wouldn’t have to deal with an angry, tired, and chaotic Izuku today.

Once Izuku got to his seat, they laid his head down and grumbled before sitting up and putting a fake, beaming smile on, saying hello to everyone even though their social battery was completely drained.

`~A few minutes later~`

Rice krispies came in a few minutes before the bell, speed-walking towards Izuku with a travel thermos filled with coffee, 5 espresso shots, a tiny bit of milk, and a bit of sugar. Of course everyone was convinced it was hot chocolate and they didn’t bat an eye, aside from looking at Bakugou weirdly for going towards his ‘rival’. Izuku glanced up at him and quickly signed ‘thank you’ in ASL, taking the cup gratefully and taking a long sip of it as Bakuhoe nodded then sat down. Izuku’s hands sucked in the warmth from the thermos, soothing some of the pain in them. Aizawa walked in and started homeroom, calling attendance then laying on the floor for a nap.

A few classes passed by. Izuku has downed his coffee by English class, still exhausted and just wanting to take a nap but nooo, they still have hero lessons after lunch. Mic-sensei was talking about adjectives and adverbs when he asked someone to make a sentence with them, calling on him even though they DIDN’T RAISE HIS HAND, but he put on a bright smile and created a sentence,

“The big, gray and blu’ school seemed like a huge challenge for studen’s to nav’gate.” Their accent slipping in, from when he was in Alabama with his dad for business years back, because they were tired.

“Great job little listener! Now, does anyone else want to try?” Mic-sensei called on someone else and it continued like that till the lunch bell finally rang.

Izuku quickly packed up and speed-walked out, rushing to the roof of UA and hiding from any social interaction, carefully mumbling to themself about a new hero that just debuted. He didn’t even bother getting lunch, as it was normal for him to not eat during school (like a certain someone from real life, yes, you know who you are, especially if you’re reading this). He sat down on the edge and started messing with his fidget cube that was in his pocket, it was mint green and made some very satisfying pops.

`~A few minutes later~`

Izuku heard soft footsteps land on the roof behind him, he hummed non-committedly till they spoke up, “What are you doing out here problem child?”

“Nothing, really, just takin’ a break.” Aizawa-sensei hummed in response, walking over and crouching down to sit next to our resident, mentally ill, problem child.

“How about you get away from the ledge a bit?” Aizawa questioned, Izuku shaking his head as he started to hum odo by ado, a pre-quirk era song, one that Aizawa actually recognized. Aizawa hummed softly along as they sat in silence, keeping an eye on his the problem child.

“You know this song, Aizawa-sensei?” Izuku mumbled softly, almost unable to be heard.

Aizawa nodded, “I prefer pre-quirk era songs, less prejudiced.” Izuku hummed in agreement. The duo sat together till lunch ended, Aizawa just making sure his student wasn’t going to kill himself or anything. Izuku and Aizawa stood up and headed back to class to get ready for… dun dun dunnnnnn~

Criticizing Costumes! Woo. You can tell Izuku is so excited about this. ‘Frankly, everyone’s costumes need work, mint chocolate chip (fuck), even mine but I’m atleast working on it. I mean, Yaomomo is always very uncomfortable in hers, plus she doesn’t have any protection. Uraraka still can’t even stand right still and her costume is frankly just weak, Kaachan is.. Well.. Kaachan, Iida is very bulky, limiting his movement, Hagakure doesn’t even have a costume.’

‘Sato, Ojiro, Sero, Kaminari(I mean, Denki, ah, it’s odd calling him by his first name..), Kirishima, Koda, Mina, and Jirou don’t have very good protection or alternative weapon choices. Aoyama is a little bulky and would do horribly in a stealth situation, he also doesn’t have any weapons if his quirk were to fail him. Shouji is alright, he just needs more armor/protection and really, a weapon, there is a recurring theme here, he could use a retractable staff, it’d fit with his theme.’

Izuku walked back to class, grabbed their case after placing his obnoxious bag (he really needs to get a new one..) back down and walked to the locker rooms, bell ringing again as they left and everyone else scrambled behind him. The class went to the locker rooms, everyone hurriedly changing, nobody noticing the new scars on Izuku, or the recent bandages on his forearms.. Izuku made quick work of changing and heading out, making sure he had everything.

They were the first one out as well as Tokoyami and Shouji, leaving them to sit in silence for awhile till the others showed up and Aizawa started the class, having everyone grab some papers and write some criticism that the person could them give to the person they’re criticizing or the teacher and the person receiving it can decide if it’s valid and constructive or not.

Of course, Izuku immediately got started on everyone by seat numbers, starting with Aoyama Yuga. ‘Name: Aoyama Yuga Quirk: Naval Laser Costume Constructive Criticism: Lose the cape, it will kill you one day, it will get caught on something and you don’t want that. The armor is okay but please make it less bulky, you can keep it as shiny as you want just make sure it’s more for protection than looks. Glasses will impact your vision, most likely in a bad way, either make sure they aren’t tinted on your side or get new ones entirely. Also recommend you have a second costume made for stealth. That way when doing stealth missions or raids you won’t be seen easily. Have steel/iron toed boots to pack more of a punch and some iron or steel around the knuckles to better incapacitate easier, also please add a utility belt for keeping medical supplies and more in.’ He then walked over, gave it to Aoyama, and walked off mumbling as they started writing down Mina’s costume.

‘Name: Ashido Mina Quirk: Acid Costume Constructive Criticism: Get some armor, weave it into your costume or something to protect you more. Steel/Iron toed boots and gloves if you can get them in a material that won't disintegrate from your acid. Utility belt filled with medical supplies and more. Have capsules filled with your acid attached to them so you can drop them on villains during a raid, or even in general. Nothing too lethal though. Color code em on how lethal they are just in case. Have a second costume primarily for stealth for raids and stealth missions.’ He briskly walked over, handed it to the pink alien like girl, then promptly left to go to As- Tsu, they mean Tsu.

`~A good few of papers later~`

‘Name: Kirishima Eijirou Quirk: Hardening Costume Constructive Criticism: Get a shirt, remove those weird things on your shoulders, they will impact your movement badly. Get rid of loose fabric and have more armored clothes for protection. Armor doesn't have to be visible, just weaved in. For the love of Kami, get a shirt. I will mention it multiple times because this is important, just because you can harden yourself doesn't mean you’re invincible. Face guard; make it more for protection then aesthetics. Steel toed boots and gloves with steel on the knuckles for normal hand-to-hand combat. Weave your DNA with your costume so that it won’t get wrecked every time you use your quirk. Seriously, get a shirt and more protection. Also get a utility belt for medical supplies.’ Izuku gave the paper to Kirishima and went back to writing, mumbling about how everyone needed more armor and protection.

`~Another good few of papers later~`

‘Name: Hagakure Tooru Quirk: Invisibility Costume Constructive Criticism: GET AN ACTUAL COSTUME. Please, it is not good to be NAKED in a battlefield. You will die, very quickly. Get a suit, THAT’S ARMORED, infused with your DNA so that you will be protected and invisible. Do the same with your shoes and have them be steel toed since you’re basically fighting quirkless. You need the upper hand. Gloves can stay the same just please have steel on the knuckles so you can pack a punch. It is honestly horrible how people who fight basically quirkless never think about this.’ This time as Izuku handed it to her he looked her in the eyes, or what he assumed would be her eyes, and said, “Please. In the name of Kami, please listen to this.” then walked off.

`~A small amount of papers later, and because Author is getting lazy~`

At last. The second to last victim classmate. ‘Name: Mineta Minoru Quirk: Pop Off Costume Constructive Criticism: Get rid of it all. It’s trash, all of it, you’d die quickly. Start with a bodysuit infused with armor and steel toed boots. Gloves with steel on the knuckles, if you want then you could get head protection but it really doesn’t matter, for you anyway. That's it. Also fix your goddamn personality. Now bitch.’ Izuku walked up with a terrifying smile on their face and handed the paper to the horrible excuse of a human and walked off.

Finally, the main victim, attraction classmate. ‘Name: Yaoyorozu Momo Quirk: Creation Costume Constructive Criticism: Scrap the costume. Entirely. Please. Get a new costume, weave it with your DNA, and have armor. Please, I don’t know who approved your costume but I will be going after them. Have your boots be steel toed for more kick when doing hand-to-hand and get gloves that have steel on the knuckles. Utility belt with med supplies just in case you overwork your quirk, have some food bars on hand to replenish your lipids and give you your strength back. In one of your gloves I recommend having a holographic book with a search engine that reacts to your gloves so you can look up the make of materials on the go. That way you don’t have to carry a book around. If you plan to keep the skirt please for the love of Kami make it longer, I don’t recommend keeping the skirt but if you really want it go ahead.’ At long last, Izuku finished all his classmate’s costume criticism papers and all they had to do was give Yaomomo hers.

As he walked up to Yaomomo, he ignored the distant cries of his classmates from his criticism. “Yaoyorozu-san, here is your costume criticism paper,” He yawned then continued, “I recommend following through with this, but it’s up to you. See you in class Yaoyorozu-san!” Izuku walked off into the distance towards Aizawa-sensei as Yaoyorozu started to read the paper she was given.

`~A few minutes later~`

Izuku was approached by their classmates (-Rice Krispies, Todoroni, and Perveta), all teary eyed as they unanimously said “Thank you!” and bowed, before smiling at him. Izuku summoned a smile from the depths of their mask and beamed at them, actually somewhat pleased that they all were going to take the criticism seriously because they liked it.

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`~The Next Day~`

Izuku went out to refill his stash of coffee, but when they got to the grocery store near UA, their stock of coffee was gone. GONE! He was so pissed because the coffee in UA was also gone, at least in the dorms, and he needed coffee to get through the day. This was bullshit, he called bs on this, till he went to another store, and they were ALSO out of coffee.

Izuku was fucking done, he walked back to UA with his head down, hair covering his eyes and a dark aura around him. As he made it to the dorms he started to silently walk by everyone till Uraraka called out,

“Hey Deku-Kun! Are you okay? Do you want to play a game with us? Come on!” Uraraka then grabbed Izuku’s arm and today was a no touch day, today they hated the thought and feeling of being touched, and he snapped.

“Don’. Touch. Me. Get. the. Fuck. Away from me.” He said, accent slipping in. They ripped their arm out of Uraraka’s grasp and stepped back, lifting his head to glare at the brunette. His emerald eyes pierced Uraraka as they scowled at her.

“But Deku-kun! Come on!” She whined, going to grab him again when Bakugou stopped her.

“Fuck off pink cheeks, he doesn’t want to be touched!” He scowled at Uraraka and pushed her back, Izuku mumbling something.

Bakugou snickered as he heard what Izuku said. “Eh? Deku-kun? Can you repeat that?” Uraraka asked.

“I said, don’t fucking call me that again! I’ve told you so many times that I don’t like it and yet you still do it! I have been called Deku my whole life, referred to as useless! I have also told you to ASK before you touch me because some days touching can send me into a sensory overload! Don’t talk to me again!” Izuku stormed off as Uraraka didn’t even look ashamed, just pissed that they would dare to talk back to her.

Uraraka was about to follow him when Bakugou stopped her, telling her off. Kirishima and Mina backed him up while Uraraka started to fake cry, trying to manipulate them into thinking Izuku was the bad guy here when he wasn’t.

`~With Our Chaos Gremlin~`

Izuku locked his door behind them and sat down on his dark purple, very soft beanbag, pulling their legs up to his chest and reaching for their noise canceling headphones. He gently rocked himself till they decided they needed some soft cuddles from his beloved. He slowly took his headphones off and put them around their neck and walked over to their window, opening it and jumping to the tree right outside. They slowly climbed down then walked off towards the General Education dorms, finding his way to Hitoshi’s window and climbing up before knocking softly on the glass.

Hitoshi opened the window humming as he noticed his partner with slightly red eyes and their headphones around his neck. He quickly pulled them in and brought him over to his bed, sitting down and having Izuku lay against him. Izuku mumbled a thanks and slipped his headphones on, not being able to speak as he pulled his phone out, texting Hitoshi what happened as the purple haired teen scowled. Hitoshi did not like how Uraraka was acting towards his partner, nor did he like that he was only now just being told about her horrible behavior. He smoothed his face out as Izuku started shaking like a leaf.

He sat up a bit and noticed Izuku was beginning to hyperventilate as he finished typing things out, drops of tears hitting their hand as Hitoshi slowly removed the phone from their grasp, setting it down on the side table as he started to hum a soft melody, rocking Izuku as they drifted off and calmed down from the beginning of a panic attack. Hitoshi leaned them down on the bed as Izuku laid their head on Hitoshi’s chest, listening to his heartbeat, resulting in Izuku drifting off with drying tears and even breathing after calming down.

Hitoshi started drifting off as well, rubbing circles into his partner’s back and his eyes closing slowly, the humming dying down as his breathing evened out.

`~The Next Morning~`

The couple had woken up to soft rays of light entering the room, Hitoshi’s room wasn’t anything special, just a bookshelf in the corner and a desk next to that, then his bed that had forest green and light purple covers with glow in the dark stars overhead.

Hitoshi tapped Izuku on the nose, softly greeting them, “Why good morning sleepyhead, how ya feeling?” Izuku hummed in response, sliding their headphones off and curling into Hitoshi’s side a little more, seeking for more cuddles.

“S’eepy… Don’ wann’ wake up yet..” Izuku yawned and buried their face into the crook of Hitoshi’s neck, making the other teen blush. Hitoshi hummed and started running his fingers through Izuku’s hair, making them melt into his hands. About ten minutes pass by and Izuku is finally waking up fully, sitting up and rubbing the sleep out of their eyes. Hitoshi decided, like a wise man, to get Izuku some coffee just the way he likes it, then found out that they had none and promptly died inside, resulting in him just grabbing an energy drink for the both of them.

He made his way back to his dorm and saw Izuku rummaging through his clothes then grabbing his purple cat hoodie and slipping it on, drowning them in fabric from it being too big and him small. Hitoshi chuckled and then his face paled, realizing he would have to break the news to his beloved.

“Eh- D-darling? I have some news for you..” He started, watching as Izuku turned towards him and tilted their head like an owl. “We, may or may not, have run out of coffee, but! I h-have your favorite energy drink here? A-and I can always get you anoth-.. Er one?” He trailed off seeing Izuku’s disappointed face and their eyes that shown with dejected acceptance.

“Oh.. mmh ‘kay Hito..” Izuku made grabby hands towards the energy drink as he yawned, making Hitoshi’s heart melt. He handed it to the smaller male and they both sat down, mindlessly chatting as the day progressed.

`~A few hours later~`

The two now decided to part ways, Izuku keeping Hitoshi’s hoodie and bowing dramatically before he left, making Hitoshi chuckle. Izuku jumped out of the window and headed back to their own dorm room, climbing back in through the window. They plugged his phone in before they stealthily creeped downstairs for some food. He snuck around the Bakusquad and grabbed some leftover Almond Tofu, their favorite game character’s favorite food, and ate it quickly before leaving through the door like a normal person this time. Izuku made his way to the main building, opening the doors and locating a nearby vent.

He tapped it and then opened it, climbing in and making their way to Nedzu’s office. The vents were always really clean and actually somewhat spacious, one time he came across a big room like vent with a chess board in it, they still stop by sometimes to move the next piece. It appears they are winning though, he made his way there and moved the next piece then continued on their way to Principal Nedzu’s office.

He made it to the vent right in front and carefully opened it, dropping down and closing it behind them, then walked up to the door, raising his hand to knock and managing one before it opened right in front of him. Revealing Principal Nedzu in his chair sipping a cup of tea with a small smile.

“Why hello Midoriya! What brings you here today? Perhaps another analysis discussion? Or a Problem with a classmate?” Nedzu’s beady eyes and his smile got darker and sharper respectively at the last question.

“Ah! Well…” Izuku started..

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“Ah! Well..” He started, calmly walking over to the soft beanbag in the corner, accepting a cup of, apparently, Chenyu Adeptea. Which had a nice taste. “I uh.. I wanted to ask about how you felt if I were to.. Cause some chaos, confusion, and if I were to just generally mix the pot up a bit? I find it is very uncomfortable to be underestimated and not… feared? Like how I usually am..” With Izuku mumbling the last part and recalling Aldera, Nedzu was just barely able to hear it with how quiet they were.

It made Nedzu’s smile gain a certain glint to it as it widened into his sadistic one. He cackled then took a sip of his tea, “Why, Midoriya I’d love to have some chaos around here. I find it has become quite… dull lately and I’ve been meaning to do something to change that. I also have a new staff member I’d like for you to meet.”

Izuku hummed, “Would I know them? Are they another hero? Who am I kidding probably-..” He dissolved into incoherent mumbles as Nedzu gestured for the figure in the corner of the ceiling to come out and off of their cloud.

The newcomer chuckled, startling Izuku and sending him into a panic attack from the shock of not being able to sense the presence of the new.. Man? Person? And being somewhat snuck up on. A small, fluffy, mint colored cloud found its way to Izuku, pulsating calmly till he breathed along with it. A while later their breaths were still somewhat shaky but he was mostly calmed down and the soft cloud disappeared, now they were able to take in the newcomer though.

“Hello, I apologize for scaring you. Sending you into a panic attack the first meeting was not my intention. I am Nimbus Nephophil, I go by End/Ender and I will be teaching analytics for 1st and 3rd years.” End flashed a crooked smile that subtly showed off end’s sharp canines, “Call me Dvalin-Sensei if you wish, I’m open to any nicknames too. Only from a hatchling like you though.”

“Hatchling..?” Izuku mumbled, deciding to take in the person? Dragon? In front of him. First of all, Nimbus was tall, maybe about 7’9-7’10?? End had long wispy and cloud-like, pale blue hair that was tied in a messy bun, bangs curling and framing end’s face and strands floating out. Nimbus had bright gold eyes that looked almost like they held stars in them? And were framed by dark blue, round reading glasses with a teardrop like chain on them. End was relatively tan with white, cloud-like freckles covering ender. End had pointed ears (like an elfs!) that had gold rain cloud earrings, one of them connected by a chain to further down the ear.

At the moment, end was wearing a tight black turtleneck, gray cargo-sweatpants, black combat boots with light blue accents, a black utility belt, and had fingerless white gloves on, showing off end’s black, pointy (and somewhat long) nails. MOVING on- Izuku noticed that End had long, pointy, and smooth pale blue-ish gray that faded to white at the tips and a long, slim and strong looking tail that was the same color as end’s horns and had a long, very fluffy piece of fur(?) that was an ombre from a bright teal to a darker indigo at the ends with bright purple and blue strands here and there. It reminded him of Ojiro’s tail fluff.

“Thank you for coming old friend, I’d like for you to meet Izuku Midoriya, a student very adept at analysis! He has a penchant for chaos and I thought it would be delightful for the two of you to meet now instead of later.” Nedzu’s smile sharpened and gleamed with an unknown intent.

“I-It’s nice to meet y-you, Dvalin-Sens-sei.” Izuku stuttered out, still recovering from the shock of ender coming out of the corner. The dragon looked him over, analyzing the child who end deemed a hatchling.

“The sentiment is returned, young one.” A soft wind swirled around Izuku, fluffing their hair up and lightly patting them on the head, then it dispersed. ‘Huh? Where did that breeze come from?’ Izuku thought, then dismissed it as Nedzu clapped his paws.

“Now, back to what you came here to talk about! Midoriya what do you propose you want out of our little.. Deal?” He snapped his attention back to Nedzu, thoughts returning to why they were here and what they now wanted out of this arrangement.

“Ah! Right, I would like for complete free roam of the school, including the staff areas and vents.” A mischievous grin formed on Izuku’s face, “I’d also love a supply of coffee too, if not then permission to take from the teacher’s lounge coffee supply and also some books on mythology and mythical creatures. If it isn’t too much that is!”

Nedzu’s eyes gleamed and the rat-bear-mouse thing nodded, “Of course! You’re causing chaos and stirring the pot for me, those are all well in my ability to supply and arrange. Now it is currently Sunday so I’d say you can prep the entirety of today then start tomorrow. How does that sound, Midoriya?”

He hummed in response and nodded thoughtfully, “Alright, should I get started then?” Nedzu nodded and dismissed them, Dvalin, or Nimbus, stayed behind as Izuku left, closing the door behind them and then popping into the vents to prepare for the chaos about to come.

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Monday came quickly, Izuku having prepared the day before is now ready. He has sneaked around and taken one thing from each of his classmates, and Aizawa-Sensei (his sleeping bag), then delivered them into a spacious vent area as a stash. They were currently in the vent above the teachers lounge ready for Midnight-Sensei and Mic-Sensei to walk in, as they usually do at this time. 7:12 on the dot, they opened the door talking to each other right under him.

Izuku opened his bag of bright pink glitter and opened the vent just enough to dump it onto them, then close it and slide out of view. “Kekekeke~” Their cackle echoed and sounded deeper than it should because of the vents, scaring the two pros and making Mic scream in fear. He crawled away and made their way to the 1-B classroom where he knew Vlad King was and made sure they were positioned right above it before dumping pink paint filled with glitter on him.

“HEY- WHA-” Vlad King screamed as Izuku laughed and crawled away again. With three teachers thoroughly scared and thinking UA is haunted, Izuku made his way to the 1-A classroom to get ready for school, because it was only a few minutes before Iida and Yaomomo would arrive and they needed to mess with Aizawa first. He found Aizawa’s bottle of saké and replaced it with water, then found his sleeping bag and filled it with glittery, blue, sticky slime. After all that they went back to his seat and sat down, opening their sketchbook and taking out his emerald feather pencil, clicking the button on the side and started sketching out a detailed full body of Nimbus, or Dvalin, starting a new analysis page that was mostly filled with sketches of end and ender dragon features.

`~About 10 minutes later~`

The class had mostly filled up the room, all just waiting for Aizawa to come in and start homeroom. They didn’t wait too long though as Aizawa came in, took attendance, and then went to lay down in his bag, Izuku letting a devious smile take over his face as they watched. Aizawa got a quarterway in before groaning and quickly getting out, blue glittery slime sticking to him and the whole class started to laugh. He silenced them quickly with a glare and interrogated them as Izuku put on their pokerface.

“Who. Did. It?” The class looked around in fear, Izuku being a wolf in sheep’s clothing acting innocent, he made sure to frame Mineta though. Aizawa walked around and searched everyone’s bags for any evidence and stopped at Mineta, scowling before telling him, “Principal’s office. NOW.”

“Y-Ye-es S-sir!” The perv replied, scrambling to grab his stuff and run to Nedzu’s office. Aizawa glared at them all before softening just a smidge and telling them he’d be back, that Mic was going to watch em for a bit, and that they needed to behave, then left, blue slime still sticking to him.

The class was silent for a bit before all of them burst into laughter, at least the ones capable of it (no, Bakuhoe, Todoroni, Momo, Iida, and the Quiet TrioTM [Yes, Dark Shadow laughed]  didn’t laugh), and stared to place bets on if Mineta was getting expelled (Spoilers-He was). Izuku smiled like a gremlin after Aizawa left but quickly hid it and texted Hitoshi about his amazingness, of course, our resident pomeranian caught that smile and immediately went pale, having had way too many prank wars with Izuku and is rightfully terrified.

Mic came in after a minute and got some water with fake bugs inside dumped on him making him screech, don’t ask how it was set up, it was just pre-made just for him. The class froze and a few students, ( cough - I'm sorry Jirou and Shouji- forgive me) had to go to the nurses office for bleeding ears. Sure, Izuku felt bad, but this was great, they even had Nedzu filming every prank that happened so that he could save it. 

The day went semi normally after that, the teachers getting pranked at every turn till an odd peace had settled. The calm before the storm as most students would say, but Izuku? They would say it was just getting started, to lure the teachers into a false sense of peace and strike when their guards are down.

Izuku first snuck into the teachers lounge and replaced the sugar with salt, the coffee with grape juice and food coloring, Aizawa’s jelly packets with Danimals (those little yogurt things) and replaced the hairspray that Mic uses with water. He cackled and left before running and splashing vegetable oil right on the route they know Vlad takes before going to Powerloader’s office and skillfully emptying his drawers before filling them with oil, putting the removed items in a safe bag so he won't cause too much trouble- but they did hide it properly.

They quickly moved back to their spot at lunch, sitting next to Hitoshi and leaning against him after giving the lavender haired boy a kiss on the cheek causing him to blush.

“So, how are your plans going?” Hitoshi finally asked after calming down his blush.

Izuku hummed, “Well darlin, I think they’re going great,” he cackled and took a sip of his coffee, “I’ve things set up and right, about… now!”

A scream was heard in the distance, as well as very angry yelling and a shout of pain and surprise. Hitoshi looked terrified to be in the wrath of those teachers, but not a minute later they heard a cry of anguish from the support halls and Izuku smiled gleefully, pointy canines making themselves known though they weren't there the day before.

“A-angel, what- what did you do ??” Hitoshi mumbled, purple eyes wide and mouth agape. Izuku looked Hitoshi in the eyes and said one word.

“ Chaos .”

Then 4 teachers, one (Vlad) still slipping here and there stormed into the lunchroom, all seething (except for Mic, just very upset and with his hair down) as they quickly started to interrogate all the teens to find out who did it. Izuku acted all innocent when it was their turn and Hitoshi mentally declared plausible deniability. Of course with Mineta now expelled they assumed he got revenge and put a black mark on his record, in the distance a cackling sadistic chimera could be heard, and all teachers had a collective shiver up their spine at that moment.

When the day finally ended, Hitoshi and Izuku walked to Hitoshi’s dorm and were able to finally pick some coffee up as all the store has restocked on it (after a certain chimeras orders) and they cuddled on the bed, Izuku regaleing the tales of his pranks and chaos in an over dramatic way just to hear, in their words, Hitoshi’s angelic laugh. They both ended up a tangled mess in their sleep, under soft fluffy blankets and with now cold tea on the stands as night came and went.

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Izuku woke up around 4am and touched up his roots with black dye after noticing they were turning white, then put their many black piercings in before tying up his hair in a low bun. He grabbed an extra uniform he had stashed in Hitoshi’s room and changed into it in the bathroom. They then proceeded to wake Hitoshi up in a, to him, hilarious way. He crawled behind Hitoshi and whispered into his ear, blowing on it,

“Boo”

Hitoshi jumped up at the warm air on his ear as Izuku fell back quietly laughing at his partner’s shocked and flushed face.

“Dont- Dont do that! You’re gonna give me a heart attack, Zuku!” Hitoshi fumbled over his words at the start but calmed down after seeing Izuku smiling. Izuku at this point had somewhat calmed down, still letting out small giggles here and there before kissing Hitoshi on the head and saying their see ya laters since Izuku had to plan what he’d do today.

After sneaking his way to his dorm and going to the kitchen he made himself some coffee and put it in a mint green thermos that had their name in bubble letters on it. They pulled their phone up and loaded their favorite game as he started mentally planning what he’d do before a notification popped up.

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“Hmm.. Got it!” They mumbled, pocketing their phone and moving straight to their room to grab what he needed, sending a quick message to Nedzu about what he was going to do before smiling like a gremlin, similar to Aizawa’s smile as he cackled.

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Everyone had arrived in class when Izuku still hadn’t shown up, Bakugou was reasonably worried but the others didn’t seem to notice. Currently Nimbus, or Dvalin, walked into the classroom and introduced endself,

“Hello herolings, I am Nimbus Nephophil or Dvalin. Call me Dvalin-Sensei as I will be your analytics teacher for 1st and 3rd years. Your first analysis lesson starts today.” Nimbus’ tail swished as end started writing on the board, then sent mini clouds to deliver a notebook and textbook to each of them. Izuku then decided to walk in right at that moment, in full cosplay of Miyamura from an old prequirk anime.

His piercings were on full display (Since they were pretty much the same as Miyamura’s, including the ear to lip one) and they were wearing a black turtleneck with the uniform pants but black combat boots, their hair was straightened (Somehow he did it) and tied up just right so that he could really pass as Miyamura. They last minute dyed his hair black so it’d be the perfect cosplay, his classmates didn’t even recognize him! Bakugou sat there with a horrified face, he slowly brought his hands up and dragged them tiredly down his face before groaning and slamming his head on the desk. Izuku passed a small letter to Dvalin and went to their seat, letting out a soft hum and completely in character. He took a sip from their thermos of coffee, relishing in the taste before getting to work.

Dvalin let out a hum and started teaching, beginning with the basics and giving Izuku a more advanced bit. At the beginning Iida and Uraraka tried to bring up the “stranger” but Nimbus shot it down saying it was Nedzu’s order, which it really wasn’t, it just had his permission. Throughout each class he’d subtly mess with everyone by doing things they’d never do themself around them and just being in character. Inside of their head he was cackling like a madman and enjoying their shocked pikachu looks whenever they found him doing better then them all and when lunch came, they were even more shocked to find that Aizawa picked him up, in on the joke, and claimed “Miyamura” was his son and that they were doing a test on them (Hint: They werent). The class went into a frenzy and ‘Miyamura’ dipped, going to class 1-C and saying a small hello to Mic before hopping up on the counter next to Hitoshi’s desk and laying down, grumbling quietly about their class which meant Hitoshi had to keep in his witty and snarky remarks and laughs. Everyone had left already but the two say there for a bit and talked as Hitoshi pulled out two bentos, giving the green one to Izuku.

“So they really freaked out when Aizawa joined in on the prank saying it was a test? And nobody figured it out?” He asked, Izuku nodded, biting down on an onigiri and chewing before talking.

“Yeah, only Kachaan knew it was me because I’ve done stuff like this before when we were better friends. I’m good at acting.” Hitoshi laughed and they continued their lunch, talking about miscellaneous things before Izuku jumped up and into the vents, leaving behind an almost finished bento, a surprised Hitoshi, and a confused Denki as he was looking for where Bakugou went but only saw Hitoshi making him quickly leave with a ‘sorry’.

Izuku decided to drop a glitter bomb on Denki as he left and an echoing cackle left the vents when Denki got so scared he started running off, covered in glitter. They felt a little bad, sure, but as they dropped down with a smug smile infront of Hitoshi which made him blush, they thought it was worth it.

The rest of Lunch went by quickly and the rest of the day Izuku, cosplaying as Miyamura who's now Aizawa’s ‘son’, kept doing little pranks to his class and class 1-B. Glitter bomb towards Monoma, check. Water bucket spilt on Komori, check. A bug on Koda’s table, check. Fake fire that spread on Shiozaki’s vines, check. Tetsutetsu getting any and every other vitamin but iron put in his food instead of the iron he needs, check (Yes, he feels bad and a small basket that has iron vitamins shows up on his desk afterwards). They offhandedly did a few other things but that doesn’t matter at the moment.

“Deku.” Rice krispies walked up to Izuku, punching his shoulder and glaring at them, “Why are you doing this again? I thought you grew out of this shit.”

He brought out their gremlin smile and let out a quiet cackle that they couldn't hold in, a mischievous glint in his eyes, “Oh kachaan, I want to eat their fear of me and drink my coffee in peace, oh you got a new bracelet? Nice- Anyway I no longer wish to be underestimated like I have been, they haven't seen what I can do yet and this is only the start.”

Bakuhoe grunted in response before sighing, “Alright then, fine. Don’t traumatize them like you did in Aldera though, I’m not dealing with that again.” As he left a haunting cackle sounded behind him as Izuku climbed back into the vents and made his way back to the classroom.

They dropped down and sat in their seat and pulled out a book, it was about different ‘fairytales’ and dragons. He started reading as the class slowly filed in, taking their seats and waiting for their teacher to come in. Aizawa walked in with a white cat on his shoulders that quickly hopped down and ran over to Izuku, hopping up onto their lap and curling up into a ball. He absentmindedly started petting her as Aizawa grumbled about favorites before starting to teach, Izuku finishing the work early in order to be able to continue to read. Iida and Uraraka were both tense and even after revealing him as Aizawas 'son' they didn’t trust him, they kept sending them glares or heated stares. The day continued with them being skeptical of him but moving on to the important part..

The cat's name was Leaf, according to Aizawa she was found in a pile of leaves. She had the body of a norwegian forest but was a tiny bit bigger in size, she was paired with a beautiful white coat and mismatched eyes, a blue and gold one, her coat being medium length but soft and fluffy. She was trained to be an emotional support and anxiety service animal for the school but recently had been given to Izuku to help them stim and assist with any anxiety attacks. She was technically owned by Aizawa but as previously mentioned, has transferred ownership to Izuku.

By the end of the day Uraraka was covered in glitter, Iida had orange slime stuck to his engines, Kirishima and Mina were drenched with purple colored water, and Bakugou had light pink hair dye waiting for him in his shampoo. Izuku carefully closed his book, packed up their things, gently picked up Leaf and left the classroom with a “Hah got you guys!” before running off, not a single person besides Bakugou and Jirou figuring out it was them. Jirou only figured it out because she had learned the heartbeats of her class and overheard him cackling in the vents to themself.

Izuku refilled his thermos with coffee before walking into their dorm room and closing the door, Leaf hopping down as he put down his things. They got out of cosplay and laughed to themself for a bit before cringing in pain as their head, mid back, and lower spine started to hurt. He took some pain medication with his coffee before sitting down and starting to grind an important currency for his game, sending a quick “goodnight” and “I love you” text to Hitoshi. That night ended with them having 38 wishes saved up and a purring cat next to them as they slowly fell asleep, game closing and shutting down on its own.

A figure hummed as a small cloud was sent into a room to ruffle a sleeping boy's hair, “So it begins, hatchling.”

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Wednesday morning at 3:37am, Izuku woke up in a lot of pain, a massive migraine and their joint aches flaring up as rain poured down outside. He groaned, slowly getting up and cringing as pain shot through their spine, which made his knees buckle when they stood up, a meow sounded behind them as Leaf padded up on his side. He cried out as it felt like their skin was burning and tearing open or something was trying to prod out but not being able to, salty tears started to run down his face as they heaved in breathes. They sobbed quietly as Leaf meowed and purred soothingly, and eventually, hours later, the pain subsided for now and he slowly got up again, joints creaking.

They moved over to his closet and changed into the uniform, loosely wearing it and not having a lot of energy. Their fingers were stiff and hard to move and his legs felt like they were walking through molasses. He grabbed his mint headphones that had little horns on top and put on some of their comfort music, tears still somewhat flowing as they slowed down. He reached into their drawer and grabbed his ibuprofen. They took out two pills and swallowed them dry, hoping to curb the pain he was in as they ran a hand through their hair. Izuku huffed and turned his music up before grabbing their bag and walking out slowly with an umbrella by his side, knees feeling like they could give out at any second. ‘Good thing I already set out all the pranks for today..’ He thought, cringing as their pain flared when getting into the elevator, pressing the first floor and eventually they made his way to class with Leaf on their shoulders.

7:13am Izuku walked into class, sat down and as Leaf jumped down from his shoulders, they made eye contact with a pink haired Bakuhoe, smiling weakly before they were handed an ice pack and thermos of hot coffee from him. They signed ‘thank you’ and took a drink, pressing the ice pack to his head as Leaf curled up in front of him.

A yell was heard from Mic as more fake bugs had been planted in his desk and Aizawa walked into the classroom with Dvalin, pink glitter in his hair and end had stickers on enders face but was relatively unaffected. Aizawa sighed and started class, Dvalin scanned the room and ends eyes landed on Izuku who was rubbing their forehead in pain while hunched in his seat. Ends eyes narrowed then relaxed as the realization set in, a small breeze was sent over to Izuku which caused them to relax. Leaf was purring next to him as the pain dulled in their forehead and back.

The pain was on and off throughout the day and while the pranks went off on their own, and everyone was suffering, Izuku was struggling with the odd feeling of something trying to poke through, the pain being washed away with a small breeze that he didn't know the origins of. Of course, this pain caused them to be in a horrible mood so as the day progressed and hero training came by…

One Katsuki Bakugou was fearing for his life.

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“Alright, and lastly Bakugou with Midoriya.” Rice krispies paled and slowly looked over to our dear cryptid, who had a shadow over his face and a grimace from what he could see. The two walked over to their designated sparring mat and the pomeranian slowly made eye contact with Izuku.

“You won't.. Kill me right? You know we’ve made up and everything and uh.. You’ll go easy on the beating.. Right..?” Izuku smiled creepily and rushed forward, throwing the pain to the back of his mind as he threw a punch at Katsuki, barely giving him time to dodge. They quickly locked in on one another, trading blows and playing dirty, because this was a quirkless spar, and though Izuku had the upper hand in strength, Katsuki had more experience. 

“C’mon, punk-ass nerd! That all you got?!” He taunted, it being his way to cope with the borderline beatdown he’s currently experiencing. Another kick was thrown at him and slammed into his right shoulder, dislocating it and causing him to groan out in pain. Izuku let out a creepy and low laugh, throwing a strong kick at his shin and bruising it. Katsuki rushed forward and swung a left hook, Izuku dodging while grabbing his arm and throwing him over their shoulder. Dust floated up as the explosive pomeranian groaned out, wincing as he just laid there.

“ Ah ow ow that hurts, fuck- kachaan, it feels- ow help me ”Izuku cried out as they fell to their knees, grabbing at their head and whining. Tears started to fall as immense pain radiated from his head and shoulders, along with his lower spine. The pink haired pomeranian grimaced and called out for the teachers, knowing in his battered state he couldn’t help. 

A flap of wings was heard and Nimbus landed next to the, now crying, Izuku. End kneeled, tail swishing as end hummed, a breeze brushing over Izuku in their entirety. End carefully scooped him up and stood, wings lifting ender off the ground as end sent a meaningful glance at Aizawa. Nimbus carried Izuku all the way to end’s teacher dorm, fashioned as a den with a giant blanket nest in the corner. End carefully took Izuku’s jacket off and laid him down on the nest, humming and retracting end’s large wings. Izuku’s cries got louder and the breeze while trying to comfort him, couldn’t help them much.

Nimbus’ eyes furrowed and end hissed, lightly patting them on the head before Nimbus moved to turn the heat up.

“It hur’s..” Izuku whined, gasping as the pain got sharper and worse. The heat helped somewhat but as the feeling of something trying to escape got worse, they clawed off his shirt and their tears fell faster and harder. Nimbus hummed softly and sat next to Izuku, watching as the baby horns finally pierced through skin, wincing and massaging their forehead to help them grow out. The horns came in as a minty green, about an inch wide and six inches tall each, a small fuzz on them covered in blood. End moved to gently massage and help out the painful, excruciating bulges on Izuku’s back, frowning and muttering apologies. Sharp wing tips bursted through their shoulder blades and soft, down feathered wings followed.

A cry tore itself out of Izuku’s throat and he let out a distressed warble, blood covered the down feathers on his wings that ached and the stabbing as his tailbone got sharper, skin tearing as a tail broke through the skin. It snaked out and ended up at around 4 feet (121.92cm) long with a soft fur at the tip similar to Ojiro’s and a soft fuzz that was soaked in blood on the scales underneath. Nimbus rumbled in a comforting manner and grabbed a damp towel to help clean the blood off, Izuku had passed out from the pain of everything and the overload of new limbs and sensory input.