Faking It x Trouble x Violet Eyes x Waves

You don't have to read the above fics to enjoy this one shot because they'll explain themselves pretty well, but it would make it more fun. Characters from the Trouble, Violet Eyes, and Waves fics get yeeted into the Faking It universe. This one shot is completely removed from the fic canon and won't be mentioned in any of them. 

This was written purely for crack purposes. Enjoy :)

Edit note: This is very long and confusing, trying to write dialogue for four different Izuku's in one room with all their counter parts is hard. Just roll with the confusion, because you're confused, I'm confused, the characters are confused, no one knows what's going on. It's part of the charm. It also got really meta, so there's that. 

Izuku Midoriya was having a blissfully normal day at UA High School. Finally, all the traitor business had been dealt with and the class was on a one-month streak of having zero disasters. He was beyond ready to make it one month and one day. 

That plan went straight out the window when there was a deafening crack and a flash of white light. Another body was squeezed into his desk chair with him for a split second before whoever it was fell onto the floor and bounced right up to their feet. 

"What the fuck?"

Izuku was staring at himself, or rather an older and more paranoid version of himself. A version of himself whose hair was on fire. 

In Izuku's shock, he hadn't noticed that there was another Bakugou until he spoke. "God fucking damn it, Deku. Where are we?" 

"Who the fuck are you?" the original Bakugou snarled, on his feet and ready to attack. 

"What the hell is going on here?" Mr. Aizawa's voice boomed through the classroom, causing all of his classmates to freeze. An angry Aizawa was never a good Aizawa. 

"Universe hopping," the older version of Izuku said with a groan. "Shoulda just taken that bitch's quirk." 

Before Izuku could blink, Denki was up from his desk and dragging Izuku's chair away from the two newcomers. "We don't trust that," he mumbled under his breath. 

"You're me from a different universe?" Izuku asked in awe, not even caring that he was being pulled. His analytical brain was already running with the possibilities. 

"Fuck," the older Bakugou hissed as the fire from Izuku's hair leapt out at him. "Put it away, nerd." 

Izuku glanced over at him like it was the first time he had realized he was there. "Oh, sorry." The flames were gone in seconds. 

"We have a flame quirk in your universe?" Izuku asked his older counterpart, his brows furrowing at how different they already seemed to be. 

Older him didn't answer, frantically looking around and scanning the faces of everyone in the classroom, before letting his eyes dart back to the older version of Bakugou. "Hanta was with us. Where the hell did he land?" 

"Hanta? Like, Hanta Sero?" Denki asked, sounding shocked. The name didn't exactly bring about good memories. 

"Yes," older Izuku growled through clenched teeth. "Bakugou and I both ended up in the exact same spot as our counterparts in this universe. Where the fuck is Hanta?" 

"Whoa, he called you Bakugou," Kirishima said, rapidly looking between his two friends and their adult versions. 

"Sero's in prison," Denki stated, his eyes never leaving the newcomers. He had half the mind to push Izuku behind him, but figured the other boy wouldn't appreciate it. 

Older Izuku narrowed his eyes at the blond, sizing him up for a moment before turning to the teacher. "Why am I get answers from Kaminari of all people?" 

"Explain yourselves and maybe we'll give you actual answers," Aizawa snapped, crossing his arms over his chest. 

The other Izuku turned an angry glare to his version of Bakugou. "I do not have time for this." With a single snap of his fingers, a disheveled and twenty something version of Hanta Sero in his full hero costume appeared next to him. 

"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit," Hanta repeated over and over, looking around the room in bewilderment. 

The rest of the class scrambled back and Aizawa's hair started to float, his eyes locked on the boy, or rather man, who had betrayed all of them. 

"I get to kick his ass this time," Denki said as the air started to crackle with electricity. 

"Ow, Denks," Izuku mumbled, pulling away from his boyfriend after a static shock zapped him. 

The older version of him just tilted his head, watching the blond carefully. "I'd like to see you try, pikachu." 

The older version of Hanta quickly grabbed his wrist, pulling him away from the student. "Lightning bug, now would be an awesome time to explain what the fuck is happening." 

"You two idiots showed up and that woman used her quirk on us. We're in... an alternate reality, I guess," he said with a shrug, not seeming too bothered by it now that Hanta was present. 

"Cool, cool," Hanta said in a breathy voice, his eyes roaming over the students again. "Why was I in a jail cell? Why do they all look ready to jump me?" 

"Our version of Sero was in line with the League of Villains," Denki explained, holding a hand out to his Izuku to help him to his feet. Being on display in a chair in front of the people he didn't trust wasn't sitting right with him. 

"Oh," Hanta said, trailing off slightly. "Wow, okay. I got arrested for that here. Holy shit." 

"Don't." It was one word from the older Izuku, but the entire class felt a shiver go down their spines. What the fuck had happened to that version of their classes ray of sunshine to make him like that? 

"Look," the other Bakugou said, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Tape face and I are both pro's in our universe. We can show you our fucking licenses if you want. We just got hit with a quirk and have to wait it out, then we'll be gone and you dumbasses can forget this ever happened." 

"So, we're just supposed to let you hang out until when? Do you even know how long it'll take to reverse itself? What if it doesn't?" Denki questioned, his eyes zipping between the other Izuku and Hanta. He couldn't figure out which one was a bigger threat. 

"It'll take two hours, calm down," the older Izuku said with a roll of his eyes. 

"This is so fucking weird," Ashido whispered, or at least tried to. It ended up being loud enough for the whole room to hear. 

The older Izuku ignored the comment, instead letting his eyes roam over his other self. "Why am I in a UA uniform?" 

"Because we go to school here?" Izuku said, but it came out as a question. Why was that the part that was tripping the other him up? 

Older Izuku's eyes widened a fraction. "Dad let us?" 

"Dad's in America, haven't seen him since I was five," Izuku said, getting more and more confused. 

Older Izuku turned his gaze to Denki. "Do you guys have an All For One?" 

At the mention of the super villain, the electric teen shot a look at their homeroom teacher. He knew more than he should about All For One, but he didn't know if it was something he could share. 

"Yes," Aizawa answered for him, but didn't give any other information. "Why do you ask?" 

Older Izuku just looked back to his other self. "What's your quirk?" 

"A strength enhancer," Izuku answered slowly. From the fire he'd seen, he didn't think that version of himself inherited One For All. 

At that, the green haired man smiled, shaking his head. "I got that shit in every universe." 

"Good for fucking you," Older Bakugou snapped. "Who'd you steal that one from?" 

"Steal?" Izuku squeaked. One For All wasn't something you could steal, not even All For One could take it. 

Older Izuku heaved a heavy sigh, leaning back against the wall of the classroom. "Since we'll only be here for two hours, I guess I can explain. All For One is my dad and if you have your version locked up somewhere, I'd suggest a DNA test." 

"He doesn't have your quirk, maybe you have a different dad in his universe," Hanta cut in quickly. The smaller version of his boyfriend looked ready to pass out. 

"Nope," older Izuku said cooly. "Motherfucker probably just caught the quirk early and took it before it manifested. Such a shame, you could have been way more fun, kid." 

"Huh?" Izuku's brain was starting to malfunction. Information overload was tripping him up and making it impossible to think. 

The other Izuku ignored him, instead looking over to Hanta. "Our roles were reversed in this one. I'm a little hero and you're the big bad villain."

"That's..." Hanta trailed off for a second while he thought it over. "Weirdly poetic." 

"Wait," older Bakugou said, looking around the room again. "Sero, wasn't eyebags with you when you showed up?" 

Before anyone could respond, the classroom door flung open and a very tired, not fifteen year old, version of Shinsou stood panting. A flustered Present Mic was stood behind him. 

"Dad's gonna kill you when we get back," the hero said, looking around the room and spotting Aizawa. "Or he'll just kill you now. Seriously, Midoriya? Fucking time travel?" 

"Not time travel," other Izuku said with a sigh. "Dimension hopping." 

Shinsou blinked, looking around the room. "You've got to be fucking kidding me." 

"I knew Shinsou would make a good hero!" Izuku exclaimed, forgetting about their circumstances for a moment. 

Shinsou looked from the student back to his version of Izuku. "I like this version of you better." 

"He only has one quirk," older Izuku said with a huff. "He's inferior." 

"Be nice, lightning bug," Hanta scolded, bumping their shoulders together. 

"Oh my god," Izuku said with a gasp. "Are we dating Sero in your universe?" 

Older Izuku shrugged. "That's a term for it. Clearly, I have the better taste," he said, glaring at Denki. 

"Fuck you," the blond hissed. He loathed the idea that there was a reality where he didn't end up with Izuku, let alone have him end up with Sero. 

Older Bakugou let out a barking laugh, catching the entire class off-guard. "This sparky is way better than ours." 

"He's still our friend, Bakugou," Hanta said with a tired sigh. He was already exhausted playing mediator for him and Izuku. 

"He's certainly more useful," other Izuku said, tilting his head while he studied Denki. "What're you fifteen, sixteen at the oldest, and already a full fledged hero? It's almost impressive." 

"How do you know that?" Denki hissed, finally giving in and pushing Izuku to stand behind him. The other Izuku had just proved he was more dangerous than Denki was willing to risk. 

"Oh, that is so fucking embarrassing for you," older Bakugou said with a snort to his other self. "Got one upped by sparky? Fucking really?" 

"Midoriya," Shinsou cut in, cautiously stepping into the room and making his way toward the others from his reality. "How long are we stuck here?" 

"Two hours," he repeated. "Sorry you gotta watch your boyfriend moon over me until then." 

"Didn't have to point it out," the hero said with a tired sigh as he came to halt next to the other man, looking over the students. "God, this is freaky." 

"Imagine how I feel," Hanta said with a shudder. "Apparently, I was the UA traitor." 

Shinsou raised a brow at that. "Seriously? It wasn't Aoyama this time?" 

"Moi?" 

"More importantly, why the hell am I not in this class?" Shinsou continued, not sparing a glance at the french boy. 

"Do I look like I know that?" Older Izuku asked, a bite to his voice. 

Izuku shook his head, trying to regain his senses again. "So, you guys are all pro heroes from a different reality?" 

Older Izuku nearly fell over from the weight of his laughter. "I am not a hero." 

"What. the. fuck." Bakugou said, his eyes a little wide as he looked between the two versions of his childhood friend. "How the hell are you not a hero? That's the only thing you've ever given a shit about!" 

Something about his words seemed to strike the other version of Izuku. "Shut the fuck up," he said quickly to the boy before turning back to the other him. "Is mom alive?" 

"What?" 

"Is your mom alive?" he asked again, a newfound urgency in his voice. 

"Deku," older Bakugou said in a warning tone that set the entire class on edge. If that version of Izuku wasn't a hero and his Bakugou was worried, they all knew the situation could go from bad to worse in seconds. 

"It's his mom," Hanta said in a hissed whisper. 

"Y-yeah, of course," Izuku said quickly, a sinking feeling in his stomach. "Is yours... not?" 

"This is hell," older Izuku said with a sudden realization. "This is my own personal hell. Holy shit, did I die?" 

"You can't die, Iz," Hanta said with a sigh, as if he'd had the same conversation a million times. 

"Not true," the man said back, his eyes flashing to the teacher at the front of the room. "Eraserhead can kill me." 

"He didn't fucking kill you, you're his problem child," Shinsou corrected, rolling his eyes at the term. 

"That blond bitch'll kill you before Aizawa gets the chance," older Bakugou said with a snort. 

Other Izuku whirled around to face him, fire and green lightning crackling to life around him. "Call her a bitch again, Kacchan. I dare you." 

"I was joking, Deku. Calm the fuck down," the blond said with an eye roll, but took a noticeable step back from him. 

That caused the younger Bakugou to let out a snort of laughter. "Taking shit from Deku? Really?" 

That was the wrong thing to say as the green-haired man turned his sights from the older to younger version. "Damn right he is and if I find out you're not taking shit from this version of me, I'll put you in an early grave, Kacchan." 

Kirishima quickly pulled his boyfriend back, wearing a sheepish smile as he placed himself between the angry Izuku and the blond. "He was just kidding! Don't mind him." 

"Kacchan and I are friends now, he's just being competitive," Izuku said quickly, a little pleased that the other version of him cared. At least he wasn't completely heartless then. 

"Now?" the other Izuku questioned before looking at his own version of Bakugou. "Guess you're a jackass bully in every reality." 

CRACK!

"What the fuck?" 

The same way it had happened the first time, a loud noise and a flash of light. Now there was another Izuku, Kirishima, Bakugou, and Shinsou. 

"There's another me this time!" Kirishima exclaimed. 

"What the fuck?" The new Kirishima said in a breathy tone, his eyes wide and terrified as he looked around the room. 

"And I have a headache," Aizawa grumbled. "Alright, if there is not at least one other version of you, please follow Present Mic back to his class. We're gonna have to put the school on lockdown." 

"I'll call Nezu," Present Mic said with a nod as he started to usher the students from the room. There were many, many protests, but eventually all that was left was the doubles and Denki. 

"I'm high," the newest version of Izuku said in utter disbelief. "I'm having a bad trip. That's all this is. It's totally fine." 

"Only problem with that theory is that I'm sober," the newest Bakugou said, grabbing Izuku's wrist. 

"Sit down, all of you," Aizawa instructed, leaning back against the edge of his desk as he watched three Izukus, three Bakugous, two Shinsous, two Kirishimas, one Sero, and one Kaminari sit at his students desks. 

"Why is Aizawa wearing a scarf?" the newest Izuku whispered to the Shinsou he appeared with. 

"That's what you worried about, love?" 

"Well, soulmates don't exist," the oldest version of Izuku said with a huff. "Did every version of me just pick a different dude to bang?" 

The oldest Bakugou rolled his eyes at the comment. "Maybe you're just a whore." 

To everyone's surprise, besides those who showed up with him, the newest version of Kirishima stood up so fast his chair went flying back. "Call him a whore again and you're fucking dead." 

"Oh," the oldest Izuku said with amusement dancing through his eyes. "I think I like this version of your boyfriend, Kacchan." 

"Shut up," Aizawa said in an exhausted tone. This really wasn't what he wanted to be doing right now. "Look, there was a quirk incident and it looks like versions of you guys are being pulled into our reality. This Midoriya," he said while pointing toward the oldest, "says it'll be up in two hours. I don't know who you are in your own realities, but if you can remain civil, we can wait out the quirk here." 

"Um, what the fuck is a quirk?" the newest version of Shinsou asked. 

"Oh god, they don't have quirks in their reality," older Sero said in horror. "How do we even explain this? What happens when they go back?" 

"First," older Izuku cut in. "Let's clear something up. There's a lot duplicates here and I'm getting a headache trying to keep us all straight. For now, let's just call my group by their hero names, the originals by first names, and the newbies by last names. It'll be less confusing that way." 

Faking it- first names

Trouble- hero names (Izuku will just be called Deku, it's his villain name lolz)

Violet Eyes- last names

"What is going on?" Midoriya asked in a cry, nearly hysterical. 

Deku groaned loudly at the question, that specific version of him already getting on his nerves. It was bad enough that in this universe he didn't have his quirk, but now a version of him without one at all? Seriously? "In this reality and mine, people have superpowers called quirks. Someone used their quirk to pull different versions of us to this reality. It'll be up in two hours and then you'll all be home and probably won't even remember this." 

"So, we're in a fucking marvel movie?" Bakugou asked in a gruff voice. 

"We... have no idea what that is, but sure," Cellophane answered, extremely weirded out by a version of his friend that didn't explode. 

Midoriya looked over at Shinsou with a glare. "Did you lace the weed with something?" 

"Angel, it's not drugs," Bakugou said again. It couldn't be, he hadn't been smoking with them and was very much experiencing everything they were. 

"Oh, I think I'm gonna vomit," Deku grumbled at the pet name. 

"Iz, don't," Denki said to his own version of Izuku. He could already feel his boyfriend basically vibrating next to him. 

"I'm using this as a research opportunity and you can't stop me!" Izuku exclaimed. "C'mon, it's two different versions of me and you want me to not ask questions?" 

"Ask away," Deku said with a sigh. "We've got an hour and half to kill." 

"You're dating Sero." 

"Yes, I've already answered that." 

"I'm dating Sero?" Midoriya exclaimed. 

Izuku turned to the newest version of himself, more intrigued than ever. "Who are you dating then?" 

Three hands shot up into the air. 

"What?! All three of them?" Izuku asked in shock. God, maybe he was a little bit of a whore.

"It's a polycule," Midoriya answered with an uncomfortable shrug. "Ei, Kats, and I are together, and then Toshi and I are together." 

"Now I'm going to be sick," Katsuki grumbled, his boyfriend patting his hair to try and comfort him. 

"This is fascinating," Izuku mumbled, look around at all the versions of his friends and himself in the room. "Is your mom still alive?" he asked to the newest version of himself. 

"What the fuck? Yes? Obviously. Is yours dead or something?" 

"No, but his is," Izuku said, pointing at the villainous version of himself. 

"Okay, fuck you guys and your moms," Deku grumbled, sinking further into his seat. 

"That's still your mom, dumbass," Dynamight pointed out. 

"No," Deku said through clenched teeth. "My mom's dead." 

"This got dark really quick," Shinsou spoke, looking at his group. "I don't suppose any of you had pot shoved in your pockets when we whooshed out of there?" 

Midoriya winced, reaching into his pocket. "You're gonna hate me, but all I got is coke." 

"What the hell?!" Izuku exclaimed, watching as the other version of himself, with way to many piercings, froze in his spot. 

"Wow," Deku said in a sarcastic tone, his eyes half lidded and his face completely unimpressed. "Aren't you just the badass." 

"Oi, shut it," Bakugou snapped, his red eyes slits as he glared at the other version of his boyfriend. 

"Not a badass," Midoriya sighed, fall back against his desk chair. 

"Iz, my love," Shinsou mumbled while grabbing his boyfriends hand, "why the hell do you have coke? How the hell do you have coke?" 

"That's a secret I'll never tell." xoxo gossip girl

Deku looked between the two other version of him in disbelief. "Am I the only version of me that's homicidal?" 

Izuku blinked once, unsure if he'd heard himself right. "I'm sorry, you kill people?" 

Midoriya shrugged at the question. "I plotted a murder, if that counts? Toshi pulled the trigger, though." 

"Great, I'm a murderer," Mindjack said with a tired sigh. 

"You're a pro hero and you're telling me you've never killed anyone?" Deku asked with a raised brow. 

Mindjack wore a sarcastic smile at the villain while he responded, "No, dumbass. Heroes don't kill people." 

"All the more reason for you to give up on this license bullshit. I killed two people just last week," Deku said with a shrug, picking at his nails. 

"Oh, I think I'm gonna be sick," Izuku mumbled as Denki put an arm around his shoulders and hugged him to his side. 

Deku now turned his sights to the newest version of himself, looking him up and down. "Do you know your dad?" 

"He's a piece of shit," Kirishima hissed, glaring at the desk in front of him like it was his enemy's face and he was ready to put a fist through it. 

Deku's eyes lit up at the information. "That's dad alright." 

Cellophane nudged his shoulder with his own. "Don't look so happy about that, Iz." 

Shinsou looked over his shoulder at Kirishima and Bakugou, a contemplative look on his face. "Maybe you guys were right to worry about Sero hanging around too much." 

"They were not!" Midoriya exclaimed, smacking the purple haired teen on his chest. "There is absolutely zero chance anything would happen between Sero and I. Besides, Todoroki would kill me first," he added with a shiver. 

"Todoroki?" Cellophane asked with a blanch. 

Deku couldn't contain himself and nearly fell out of his chair from the force of his laughter. "The half and half guy? The one I had to save multiple times? God, that's hilarious. What a down grade, Hana." 

Cellophane frowned, crossing his arms and slouching down. "Yeah, at least I'm not a whore." 

Before anyone could move, a textbook was thrown directly at Cellophane's head. It wasn't quick enough to get past Deku, but it was damn close. 

"Do you want to fucking die today?" Deku asked in a low tone, his jade eyes locked on the fuming and tatted up redhead who had launched the assault. 

Kirishima wasn't fazed by the glare, however deadly it was. "Don't call him a whore." 

CRACK! 

"Oh, for the love of god!" Deku exclaimed as another one of himself appeared right next to Izuku. "Are all of us getting pulled here?" 

The new version of Izuku was dressed in his full hero costume and looked to be in his twenties, just like Deku. The pair looked like opposite sides of the same coin and it unsettled everyone in the room. 

"Quirk?" new Deku asked, looking around the room completely unsurprised to find the duplicates. 

"Finally, a version of me that isn't an idiot," Deku said with a small sigh of relief. He really couldn't stand to explain the situation again. "Where's your baggage?" 

New Deku scrunched his nose in confusion. "My what?" 

CRACK! 

"Fuck!" Another version of Bakugou appeared in sweats and a hoodie. 

"Why did that one hurt?" Eijirou complained as he looked over at the new and older version of himself that had appeared in the room. 

"Quirk?" New Kirishima asked, looking over at what he assumed was his Izuku (he was right). 

"Apparently," new Deku confirmed, looking around the room and spotting a very put out Aizawa. "I'm gonna go out on a limb and say universe hopping? There's too many of us for it to be time travel." 

"Give the man a cookie," Deku said, confirming the predicament. "Should be here for another hour or so." 

New Deku looked over and saw Izuku, who was basically vibrating from excitement. "Oh dear lord, this one has questions." 

New Bakugou grabbed the hood of his Deku's costume and pulled him roughly to his side. "What happened while you were on patrol?" he asked in an accusing tone. 

Deku held up a hand, "Actually, this was my fault. Actually, it's his fault," he said, pointing to Dynamite. 

"Ha, Kacchan!" New Deku said, pointing at the other version of his boyfriend. "It was your fault!" 

New Kirishima dropped to the ground with a huff, taller than both of his other versions by a long shot, of course they were both teenagers still. "I thought this shit wasn't supposed to happen to us now." 

"We're not villains anymore, but he's still a hero, what did you expect?" New Bakugou shot back, taking a seat next to him and pulling their Deku down with him. 

"Oh, how exciting," Deku said with a dark chuckle. "A version of Bakugou that isn't a pain in the ass hero." 

New Deku narrowed his eyes. "No, he was just a pain in the ass villain who faked his death and let me mourn him for two days." 

"Yeah, well I mourned you for seven years," Cellophane muttered under his breath, but everyone in the room heard it. 

New Deku was taken aback by that. "Um... Sero... Why did you mourn me?" 

"Dating," Izuku mock whispered to the new version of himself, pointing between Cellophane and Deku. 

"Ew," New Deku said before he could stop himself. 

"Thank you!" Midoriya exclaimed, throwing his arms up in the air. He whirled around to his version of the blond and redhead. "There is literally one version of me that has a thing for Sero, will you two drop it?" 

New Deku chuckled to himself at the sight. "That one at least has good taste." 

"That one comes with interest," Katsuki said, nodding his head at Shinsou. "You're dating eye bags to." 

New Deku looked absolutely appalled by the new information. "Dear god..." 

Deku looked between new Deku and Midoriya. "I hate that I ended up with Bakugou in two universes." 

"Oh, it's a lot more than that, sweetheart." 

Everyone in the room, and there was a lot of them by then, whirled around to the classroom door. 

"Helix?!" Midoriya exclaimed, seeing his english teacher, pink hair and all, standing in the door way with their crazed smile. "How the hell did you get here?" 

Helix took a step into the room, closing the door loudly behind them. "That's such a long and complicated story," they said with a frown that was gone the second they spotted Aizawa. "Ugh, there you are. Damn, you look good in every universe." 

"Who the hell are you?" Aizawa asked, ready to turn in his resignation. Today had been way to much and now he was being hit on by some random person he'd never met before. 

Helix threw their head back with a dramatic sigh. "Better get the introductions out of the way. Hi, I'm Helix and I just so happen to be the reason you're here right now." 

"You bitch," Deku snarled, only staying in his seat because Cellophane had a hand over his lap. 

"Did I really make you that much of an asshole?" Helix pondered, a hand on their chin. 

"Make me?" Deku asked, one brow raised.

"Oh! Hi, I'm the author," they said with a wide smile. 

"The... author? Is that supposed to mean something?" New Deku asked, leaning his head back against new Bakugou's shoulder. He wasn't too worried about what was going on, he'd probably be back home in an hour with no recollection of this even happening. Might as well get comfortable. 

"I'm your author," Helix added with a shrug. 

"You're my English teacher," Midoriya corrected, completely lost. 

"Okay," Helix sighed, long and drawn out. "Sometimes front row seats are better than a computer. I've showed up in a lot of your lives. I was even your boss once! You worked at a bar, there was a band, it... wasn't my best work." 

"You're trying to tell us that you... write our stories?" Deku asked, not believing a word they were saying. 

Helix nodded with a pleased smile. They knew Deku would be the first to get it, he is the smartest version after all, they made sure of that. "Yup, fan fiction actually. Wave to the readers! Oh wait, they can't see you. Don't worry, I'll write that in later." 

"Okay, I'm back to the laced drugs theory," Midoriya mumbled. "Just think it might of been theirs." 

"Anyways, not the point," Helix said, clapping their hands together and pointedly ignoring the comment. "We gotta get you guys back to the right fics." 

"Wait," Deku said, holding a hand up. "You're saying you wrote our stories? Us, our lives, all of it?" 

"Yup," Helix said with a nod. "I know what you're gonna say and I am sorry about your mom, but I kind of forgot to mention her the entirety of your first book. When I started the second I was like, shit, gotta get rid of that, and well... Yeah, I just wrote one line that she died. Bet you can't even tell me how it happened," they said with a wink. 

"I..." Deku trailed off, suddenly having no idea how his mother had died. He just knew she was dead. 

"Ta-da, the author," Helix sang with jazz hands. They really were having too much fun with this. Obviously ;). 

"So, every bad thing that's ever happened to any of us was your fault?" Izuku asked in a hard tone, finding his confidence once again. There were a few shitty scenes in his life and if what this author person was saying was true, he had a bone to pick. 

Helix frowned at that. "Well, yeah, but notice that you're all happily coupled up with the loves of your life? Happy endings! Everyone gets a happy ending... Well, except for the one Kirishima that lost his Izuku and Kaminari. That was kind of rough, not gonna lie, but I was an angsty little shit when I was fifteen, who can blame me?" 

"I can!" Without anyone noticing, another Kirishima had appeared. This one couldn't have been much older than the other teens in the room. 

Helix snapped with a small giggle and the Kirishima disappeared again. "Sorry, that was just hilarious, I had to. That was the one character who didn't get a happy ending, be grateful you're not that guy, okay? And hop off my dick, thanks." 

"Why was it me?!" All three remaining Kirishima's cried in sync. 

"See?" Helix asked. "That's how you reduce the word count." 

They waved off their own joke that no one laughed at and then groaned at the redheads. "It was my first villain AU, I wanted to be edgy, you really just got caught up in the crossfire. Hey man, I killed off Izuku and Kaminari, they should be more upset." 

Denki narrowed his eyes as he looked them up and down. "Something tells me I've already given you enough shit for it." 

"Yes, every fucking time I make you self-aware, actually," Helix said with a sigh. They pointed at the Izuku next to him with a faint smile, "He took it like a champ though." 

"That's because I'm fucking awesome," Izuku said without even thinking the words. "Ew, why did I say that?!" 

"Because I thought it would be funny. See? The author," Helix sang again with more jazz hands. 

"I'm about to have a crisis," Midoriya said, grabbing onto the closest person's arm. It just so happened to be Denki, but he didn't even notice. 

"See? That's also funny!" Helix exclaimed, but no one had any idea what they were talking about. "But regardless, you've had enough crisis in your life for every Izuku in this room. God damn, I really have put you through the ringer." 

"You think?!" Midoriya yelled. 

Helix shook their head with a whistle. "The word count on you is astronomical, just about every plot point you could think of and your story has it. I really should finish that one," they mumbled to themselves. 

"It's not done yet?!" 

"Neither is his," Helix said, nodding toward Deku, who didn't even seem to be paying attention anymore, just brooding to himself. Helix held a hand to their chest with a proud look on their face, "He really is just the best version." 

"Okay, fuck you," new Deku said from the floor. 

"Shut up, you were my favorite for years." 

"Wait," Izuku spoke up. "Is mine done?" 

"Oh yeah, has been for like... two years or something, I don't know," Helix said with a wave of their hand. "You got your happily ever after, you're gonna become a pro, stay with Kaminari... Or don't. Oh, I could make a sequel out of that." 

"Please don't," Izuku said in a quiet voice. 

"Trust me, I have way to many fics to get through, I will never make a sequel."

Izuku visibly sagged in his chair at that. "Thank god." 

Mindjack, who had previously been silently listening with his head on his desk, finally lifted it to squint at Helix. "Can we go home now?" 

"Give it a few more minutes," Helix said, leaning back against the far wall of the classroom. They were having too much fun to stop now. 

"Why?" Mindjack whined, exhausted and developing a migraine for his preexisting migraine. 

Helix smiled and looked over at Cellophane. "He's got a question." 

Cellophane was initially caught off-guard, before deciding to brush it off. If what this person was saying was true, it meant that they knew everything, determined everything, actually. Might as well roll with the punches. "You made me the villain in this universe? Why?" 

"I've made you all the villain!" Helix exclaimed, throwing their hands up. "Literally, thirty something fics and all of you are the villain in at least one. Shinsou's the villain repeatedly, but Todoroki's the villain more times than I can even remember. I just pick one of you," they said with a shrug. "Well, besides Izuku and Bakugou." 

"Why them?" Shinsou asked, ticked off that he was apparently the villain in a lot of his boyfriend's stories. 

"Izuku's the main character," they responded like it was obvious and Shinsou was just stupid. "And Bakugou... ah, sorry but he's my favorite." 

Mindjack lazily looked over at the younger version of himself. "Do you have a gut feeling they're lying?" 

"Yup," Shinsou said with a single nod as he looked back over at Helix. 

"Yeah, yeah, you're my favorite now," Helix said with a roll of their eyes. 

Midoriya squinted his eyes and tilted his head at the author. "Is it just me or are they looking very un-Helix-like right now?" His three boyfriends followed his lead and scrutinized the teacher. 

"Did you... shrink?" Kirishima asked. 

Shinsou nodded in agreement. "You're definitely shorter now." 

"Okay, fuck off," Helix snapped, officially annoyed with their own rules. 

"Why're you so..." Midoriya trailed off while he tried to think of an inoffensive way to ask his question, but came up blank and asked anyway. "Woman shaped?" 

"Because this is canon me!" Helix shouted, waving their hands around wildly. "You guys are seeing what I actually look like in real life. I'm actually five eight and afab, you caught me. C'mon, I make a fanon you, I make a fanon me. I'm trans. Escapism. It makes sense, I swear to god." 

Midoriya just squinted harder. "You look five nine." 

Helix deflated, all of their previous tension gone and leaving them defeated. "Five eight and three fourths, but no one cares about the three fourths."

Not gonna lie, I'm really stoned and think this is just the funniest shit ever, anyway carry on. 

"I care about the three fourths," Deku said and immediately followed it up with, "Did you make me say that?" 

"It was funny, mister murder."

Deku curled his lips back in a grimace. "I hated that." 

Helix leaned closer and spoke in a clear and condescending tone, "That's because I made you hate it." 

"I'm getting really tired of this meta bullshit," he grumbled, sinking further in his chair. 

"Meh, it's been six thousand words, I can end this," Helix remarked, pushing their glasses further up the bridge of their nose. 

"We gonna remember any of this?" 

"Nope." 

"Thank fuck." 

"Poof!" 

"Midoriya? Are you paying attention?" Aizawa's voice broke Izuku out of his own thoughts and brought him back to his class. His teacher had been explaining their training exercise for the day and he must have zoned out. Weird, he never zoned out during training briefs. 

"Oh, um, yes," he stuttered out with a sheepish smile. 

His teacher looked completely unconvinced but continued on with his explanation of the days activity. 

Izuku absently scratched at the back of his neck. Was I asleep? I feel like I just woke up from a dream I can't remember. Weird.

This was fun, but took literally weeks for me to do. It's actually probably been a month or two, wow. Anyways, hope you enjoyed the meta bullshit, I thought it was hilarious.