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Kaminari wasn’t that smart, but what he did know was that becoming at e-boy was the key to popularity. I mean, ever since Mineta became an e-boy, well, nothing really happened to him. He just got 7 TikTok followers. (All of which were actually him pretending to be Yaoyorozu.)
But, still, Kaminari had a chance at popularity at UA if he could just commit the unspeakable act of becoming an e-boy! Most popular heroes had a TikTok account, so it would probably help with getting his name out there as well, but Kaminari didn’t care about any of that.
Today was the day, though. After putting it off for 69 days, he would finally make his very own TikTok account.
“Sorry, The username “Peepee_420” is taken!”
Kaminari was taken aback. Who in the world could be as genius as him to come up with a name like that? “WHAT!?!” He shouted, alerting several others in the UA dorms.
“Did you burn the Totino’s Party Pizza Rolls (tm) AGAIN?” Said Jiro, who was frankly quite done with Kaminari’s pizza roll escapades.
The yellow haired teen sighed, knowing that Jiro would be correct in that assumption in every other scenario. “No…It’s just that…My epicly smart username was taken on TikTok!!” He threw his phone across the room over to Jiro in a huff.
(And no, it didn’t break, this is a universe where people can have earphone jacks on their earlobes, what do you expect? Realism?)
Jiro picked up the phone, eyeing the knockoff Supreme phone case (That she doesn’t have the heart to tell him is fake.) curiously, before examining what was displayed on the screen.
“Dude, just try a different username.” She laughed, amused by the worst username she’s ever seen in her life.
Kaminari had tears in his eyes now, hurt by her harsh words, “B-but…I like this one…it has my energy…” he sniffled.
Suddenly, the absolute worst human being to ever be born walked into the room. That’s right, It was Bakugo. (What, you thought Mineta was about to walk in? Pshh, get real.)
Everyone stiffened, not because they were scared, but because oh my god why is Bakugo so stinky? “Eugh…” Kaminari covered his mouth and nose with his hand, not wanting to inhale the foul stench any longer.
Bakugo placed his phone on a nearby table and…oh my god… was he doing a TikTok dance??
Yes, that’s right, Katsuki Bakugo was doing renegade in the middle of the UA dorms.
Kaminari stared in awe. Even an awful and stinky person like Bakugo can be an e-boy...so the bar should be low enough even for him!
After the very awkward 30 seconds that was Bakugo doing renegade, he walked out of the room and left his phone sitting on the table. This was Kaminari’s chance to find the secret to TikTok stinky e-boy success!!
His face dropped when he saw his username.
“PEEPEE_420!?!? BAKUGO IS PEEPEEE_420?!” He exclaimed, but how? Why? How did he steal his name like that? The one that had taken 69 days of brainstorming to come up with?
Then he remembered, he had written it in his diary! Bakugo must have…no, he couldn’t have read Kaminari’s diary, could he?
“Pssshh, Bakugo had the username?” Jiro laughed, but it wasn’t all that funny to Kaminari. He would get his revenge.
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It was 2 days later when Kaminari had finally figured out his masterplan. The plan to end all plans.
“Ah-hah! I’ve got it!” He exclaimed, in his completely empty room where nobody could actually hear him. “I’ll just get someone to steal his phone for me!”
I mean, how could something like that go wrong? If he had Bakugo’s phone, he therefore had his account, and could then post from it! Nobody would ever find out it was him, either!
Well, maybe there were a few flaws, but he’d figure it out. Bakugo read his diary, that’s a crime against humanity.
The yellow haired e-boy enthusiast, happy with his plan, walked out of his room and right over to Jiro’s. He knocked on the door. No answer. Okay, he knocked again. No answer.
He just kept knocking that door man. Finally, after what felt like, and probably was, hours, the door opened.
“I just watched 8 hour-long vine compilations with Yaomomo, hey.” Jiro said, bags under her eyes.
Kaminari practically jumped, “JIRO, PLEASESTEALBAKUGO’SPHONEFORMEINEEDHISACCOUNT-“
Jiro sighed heavily, “Bakugo’s TikTok password is “ihopedekudies”, everyone knows this but you, he shouts it loudly as he types it in, goodnight.” She slammed the door in his face. “RUDE- THANK YOU!” Kaminari yelled, she didn’t respond.
Kaminari whipped out his phone instantly, typing in the username and password probably faster than anyone has ever typed it before, seeing as Bakugo has to yell the words as he types them.
“YES!! I’M IN!” He shouted in triumph, he finally had the account all to himself! Although, he did feel a little bad about having to type out “ihopedekudies”, even if he didn’t scream it.
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It had been two days since Kaminari took hold of Bakugo’s account, and chaos had ensued.
Bakugo was furious when he found out that someone had been using his account, and confronted Kaminari as soon as he saw the sad eboy Spongebob profile picture he had chosen.
Bakugo loomed in the doorway of Kaminari’s dorm room. “Kaminari”
“Oh my god please don’t murder me, I don’t have a wife or kids or anything, but I’ve been working on my eboy fashion and I really dont want that to go to waste!!”
Bakugo was not having this. He would get his account back, one way or another. “YOU LOG OUT OF MY ACCOUNT BEFORE I KILL YOU SPARKY-”
“Hey-hey hey- no need for that- uh, just change your password!” Kaminari stammered, this was not a good time to be killed, his chicken nuggets were almost done.
“What.” Bakugo was dumbfounded.
The yellow haired almost-e-boy nodded furiously, “Yeah, it’ll, lock me out I think?” he tried.
Bakugo couldn’t do that. He couldn’t change it from ‘ihopedekudies’. I mean, what else was he passionate about enough to use as a password? His only dream was for Midoriya to die a miserable death! Bakugo had been defeated. He walked out the room in shame. (Kaminari was very confused by this.)
After that, it was mostly smooth sailing for Kaminari’s e-boy career. Well, kind of. He had basically stolen Bakugo’s account, and they both still posted on it, so only about half of the followers were actually for him most likely.
Kaminari had just finished his newest TikTok, entitled ‘POV: we’re making a meme together and you suggest a really bad idea but I’m way too shy (uwu hehe) to tell you the idea is unfunny so I do it anyways and then we get married <3’ and the account was kind of blowing up, with most of class 1-A following it. This had also enflated Bakugo’s ego, thinking that his daily renegade TikToks were actually enjoyable.
“Ahhh...this is the life!” Kaminari kicked back on the couch, absolutely exhausted from pretending to be shy on TikTok all day for clout.
Suddenly, a notification popped up on his phone. Ah, it was a comment from Midoriya.
“Kaminari! Was the meme idea really that bad? I don’t make memes! Also, we can’t get married! That would be very irresponsible. I was unaware that you are shy, I’m very sorry that you’re struggling with any social anxiety. - From Midoriya :)” Oh my god.
Why does it always have to be Kaminari. Would he ever get a break? (The answer to that question is that it is almost never Kaminari, he’s had his break.)
Before he could even think about a reply, another message popped up on his phone.
Kirishima: Bro why did you propose to midoriya :/
What was going on.
I mean, sure Kaminari was an idiot, but he wasn’t stupid enough to do that!
The yellow haired accidental TikTok marriage propose-master opened the messages app with a deep, heavy sigh.
Me: Bro i didnt do that lol it was a pov tiktok haha
Okay, that should fix it. Maybe. Hopefully. This was all really, really stupid.
Still worth it to become an e-boy with 69 followers, though.
Kaminari then saw that there were more messages coming in. Message after message from his classmates, all of them asking about...cheating drama? Wait, what? Kaminari wasn’t cheating on anyone...unless, oh my god. Midoriya and Kirishima. What is going on what is going-
“We need to talk, Kaminari” A voice behind him boomed.
Uh oh. Last time someone said something like that was Bakugo pretending that he was gonna beat up Kaminari for logging into his account, but it’s likely that this would be much more serious.
“Yes?” He replied nervously, still turned away from the mysterious figure.
The person sighed. “Since when were you and Midoriya dating, exactly?”
Oh my god.