Boku No Hero Academia Oneshots

UA's Eldritch Cryptid - Midoriya Izuku Centric

WARNINGS: None
I live for both Deku not getting (or needing) One For All and for him being a cryptid because a mans is so smart and so underestimated. Also a rarepair for your hunger.

Class 1A was working in silence (well, as silent as class 1A could get. Which was, not very) when Jirou suddenly stopped halfway through her conversation with the rest of the Bakusquad, turning with a question that made the reset of the class stop in their tracks (and fueled Aizawa's chronic headache).

"Do you hear that, Shouji?" The boy in question turned one of his tentacles into an ear, nodding not long after.

"Hear what?" Iida asked, standing up as if preparing for a threat (with the class' track record, it wouldn't exactly be unexpected).

"Something is moving in the ceiling. Something big, human sized," the masked boy replied. Just before Iida could sound the alarm, Aizawa groaned, Bakugo snorted, and Shinsou leaned back in his chair.

"Sir, should we evacuate and warn the other staff?!"

"No need, it's just-" the hero was cut off by something falling through the now-open vent cover. The "something" was revealed to be a boy with green hair, pale skin, and freckles. He landed in a well-practiced way, sitting cross-legged on Bakugo's desk, facing the teacher.

"What the fuck, nerd," the spiky blond said, surprising the class by not screaming and acting as if it was normal for random boys to fall onto his desk through the vent.

"Nezu asked me to observe the class, their quirks, and possible changes to their costumes?"

"And you couldn't walk here like a normal person, Problem Child?"

"I've been UA's ward for like, 8 years. You should know I never do things the normal way, Shouta."

"UA's cryptid, more like," Hitoshi smirked, further bewildering the class as their teacher and two resident tsunderes were acting like this was normal.

"Aw babe, you know me so well!"

"BABE?!"

"Get up and introduce yourself, brat," Shouta said tiredly, deciding that if the little shit wanted to be dramatic he could deal with the afteraffects himself.

"Do I have to?"

"You opened this can of worms, now lie in it," Katsuki smirked, ignoring his classmates widening eyes at the behavior that they'd never witnessed before.

"Kacchan! He's being mean to me Hitochan," The boy pouted, walking up to the front and standing at the podium.

"Hi! I'm Midoriya Izuku from the support course! I'm also Nezu's private student, and as you heard he instructed me to observe you guys' quirks! There's still like, 20 minutes until PE starts so I'll take any questions you guys have!" Hands immediately shot up from almost the entire class. "You, pink hair!"

"How do you know Bakubabe, Shinbabe, and sensei? And are you dating our resident insomniac, you called him babe!"

"Kacchan and I are childhood friends, our moms were highschool friends so we've known eachother since we were born!"

"I've been dealing with the twit for almost 15 years, woe is me."

"Bitch." The class went into an uproar, both because of the swearing from the boy they had originally expected to be pure, and at the fact that the person he swore at was Bakugo.

"ANYWAYS, as I said I'm a ward of UA so Shouta technically has partial custody over me! I usually go over to his house most, because he has cats. That's how I know Hitochan! Wait, was I supposed to say that?"

"You don't actually care, brat, but yes they know that Hitoshi is my son."

"Yeah, they wouldn't say anything anyways," he said with a devilish smile that scared most of the class, save for the two who were well used to his antics. "And for your second question, I've been dating Hitochan for almost a year! Glasses, you're next."

"Firstly, I welcome you to our class! Secondly, however, I must ask that you respect our teacher, and address him by his respected title!" The dark blue haired boy exclaimed, making big hand movements as he talked.

"Frankly, I don't give a shit. Neither does Shouta, or the rest of the teachers, or the principal. Even if they did, it's not like they could really stop me! And just a tip, I know you aren't always 'rule following to the T,' I did some research into Hosu. Thanks for the welcome though. You, son of the number two hero!"

"You mean number one hero?" The asymmetric boy asked, tone lighter than usual.

"I've done plenty of research into Endeavor, and he seems like an absolute shitty excuse of a hero to me! Not the hugest fan of All Might either but he was objectively better than that flaming trash bag could ever be, and as his son and based on anonymous tips I found in the police records I'm sure you agree!" The class seemed in shock, infinitely more so when the scarred boy smiled.

"I do, in fact. As for my question, I'm wondering how you have the information about Hosu, and about police records, they'd be heavily guarded, wouldn't they?"

"Oh they are! However, as Nezu's private student I have special privileges, including access to legally hack into the police force, UA, and other databases, as well as assist in re-coding them!" The class simultaneously felt a shock of fear because this first year was smart enough to HACK into AND re-code GOVERNMENT and HERO databases. "Also! If you want to talk more about your father and the 'anonymous' tips I've seen, feel free to come into the workshop or meet me somewhere! You, blond and sparkly!"

"Hello, Monsieur! I was wondering, if I may ask, what is your quirk?"

"Bonjour, nouvel ami! I'm quirkless, hence why I decided to go into the support course instead of hero course! Uh, disembodied sleeve, who I'm guessing is Hagakure with the invisibility quirk!"

"Wait, you know our names and quirks?"

"Technically, I've been given all of your basic files. I'm bad with names though, the main ones I know off the top of my head are you and Yaoyorozu, so I can think of more practical substitutes for your costumes!"

"Wow, thank you! I was wondering what you said when you were coming to observe our quirks, but I guess you just answered."

"Yeah, I've worked on quirk analysis since before I was diagnosed quirkless, it comes somewhat naturally to me now! Anyways, the period is about to end so I'll let Shouta take over again!" And with that, Izuku walked down the desks and plopped into his boyfriends lap.

"Do you have to sit like that?"

"Yes," Hitoshi replied, wrapping his arms around the freckled boy's waist.

And so they carried on, the class hardly paying attention because of the strange newcomer, who they quickly realized why he was called "UA's cryptid."

He sat at the screens when they went to train, next to Shouta and a slightly-scared looking All Might. He watched the training simulation while muttering and quickly writing, so fast his pencil was a blur. As each student finished (in groups of four), he gave them pages worth of notes on their quirks, weaknesses, strengths, new ways they could use their quirks, and costume ideas. Yaoyorozu, Hagakure, Kirishima, Sero, and Kaminari gained the largest stacks (the first three due to impractical costumes, and the last two because of better ways they could use their quirk) and Katsuki and Hitoshi got the least, due to the fact that Izuku gave them ideas and upgrades all the time (with help of Mei Hatsume, his fellow chaos creator in the support course).

As they filed back into the classroom, he pulled Hitoshi into a kiss, punched Katsuki on the shoulder, waved to Shouta, and scaled the wall back to the vents, closing the cover behind him and almost silently (unless you were Jirou or Shouji) crawling away.

"What the fuck?"

[A/N: IZUKU! IS! SMART! AND! UNDERRATED! THANK YOU for coming to my TED Talk. Also, might eventually do a story building somewhat off this idea? Who knows when I'll get around to doing real stories though instead of oneshots. Oh well, it'll happen eventually (maybe soon depending on how inspired I get).]
[EDIT 10/30/20: Eldritch, Green, And Freckled is now up on Wattpad and AO3!]