HeroNet/VillainNet: Untouchable Thread Logs- Chapter 1

Following the documented chaos of the class mockumentaries, I now present to you…

HeroNet/VillainNet: Untouchable Thread Logs

A digital wasteland of anonymous accounts, cursed opinions, and unholy roasts.

Everyone in this thread thinks they are anonymous.

No one admits who they are.

Some of them slip.

That is the fun.

And no... I am not telling you who is who.

So enjoy the speculation.

Yes, some are obvious. Yes, some are bait. Yes, some of them are definitely fighting in the comments.

And no, I will not confirm a single one.

This is not canon.

But it could be.

And that is what makes it dangerous.

Scroll at your own risk.

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Class 1-A was already scattered around their seats, half-alert, half-bored, when the door creaked open and Principal Nezu entered like someone had just told him caffeine was illegal. All Might followed right behind, looking like he had too much energy, just not One for All. Midnight came in too, dragging Aizawa along by the sleeve... who clearly wanted to be anywhere else.

Everyone went quiet.

“I have grim news, children,” Nezu began, hands clasped like he was about to offer them tea before smacking them upside the head with bad news.

Mineta immediately squeaked, “Are we getting expelled again?”

“No,” Nezu said. “Though if you ever step into my room agian, that might change.”

There was a pause. Tsuyu slowly scooted her chair away from him.

Nezu continued. “A new website has started making headlines. It is anonymous. Encrypted so heavily that not even our best cyber agencies can crack it. And yet it is trending... particularly among pro heroes and villains.”

“That sounds legit,” Kaminari muttered, already half-reclining in his seat like a guy who knew his search history would incriminate him.

Nezu gave him a look. “It is not.”

Midnight leaned against the podium, arms crossed, face unreadable. “It is called Hero/Villain Net.”

Mina tilted her head. “That sounds like one of those fanfiction forums where villains get redeemed by love and bakers’ apprentices.”

“Do not ask how I know that,” she added quickly when everyone stared.

“It is worse,” Aizawa finally spoke up. “The site exists to let people shit-talk each other without consequences.”

“Heroes or villains?” Iida asked, confused.

“All of them,” All Might said, rubbing his temples like the migraine was already forming. “There are reports of pros airing dirty laundry, villains roasting heroes, and everyone else just joining in for fun.”

“Think of it as a shitpost colosseum,” Midnight said. “But everyone is armed and legally insane.”

“That actually sounds kind of amazing,” Sero said before Iida elbowed him in the ribs.

Bakugo’s eye twitched. “Wait, wait, wait. You are telling me I can log into a site where I get to verbally nuke idiots without actually blowing them up?”

“Yes,” Nezu said. “Precisely that.”

“That sounds good,” Bakugo muttered. “This country coddles weaklings as it is. Time to cyber-bully.”

Izuku raised his hand like the polite trauma-child he was. “But isn’t free speech a protected...?”

“Izuku,” I said, leaning forward, “you look up fan theories about All Might’s laundry detergent. I really don’t think this site is your crowd.”

“It was one time-!”

“You wrote a blog post,” I interrupted. “And made a spreadsheet.”

“I wanted to organize the data…”

“You made a scent wheel, bro.”

Kirishima leaned in. “Wait, are we talking insults? Like, serious ones?”

Midnight sighed. “It is already getting traction. Real names, hero agencies, even secret missions have been getting leaked. No one knows who is posting, but the level of detail suggests insiders.”

Mina raised a hand. “Okay but… is it funny?”

“Some of it is absolutely savage,” All Might muttered, reluctantly impressed. “They called Endeavor a traffic cone with abandonment issues.”

I snorted. “Damn. I was gonna say walking napalm daddy issues, but that wins.”

“Enough,” Aizawa said. “We are telling you so none of you idiots end up caught in this. The moment someone figures out your IP or tracks your dumbass screen name back to UA, we are screwed.”

“You are assuming they won’t figure it out immediately,” Momo said, already side-eying Kaminari.

“What?” he said. “I use a VPN!”

“You named your profile ‘DenkiDaShockGod69,’” Jiro said.

“That could be anyone!”

“Your bio says ‘I go to a prestigious school, and I am great at electricity.’”

He blinked. “Still vague.”

Bakugo barked out a laugh, half disgusted, half amused. “I swear, I am gonna find whoever runs that site and blast their laptop into next week.”

“They woul post the video and call you ‘Anger Pomeranian Goes Rabid Again,’” I said. “Might even go viral if you are lucky.”

Kirishima tried to salvage things. “Okay, real talk... what happens if one of us sees something on there about us?”

“You ignore it,” Aizawa said flatly. “You do not respond. You do not engage. You do not write a ten-paragraph post explaining why you’re actually cool and the insult was inaccurate.”

“You okay, Eraser?” Midnight asked with a smirk. “Sound like you’ve been personally attacked.”

“I read one comment,” he replied. “One. And suddenly I am ‘the sleep paralysis demon of public education.’”

“Oh my god,” Mina gasped. “That is hilarious.”

“Honestly, not inaccurate,” I added. “You ever see the way he appears behind you during tests?”

“You are all banned from that site,” Nezu announced. “I do not care if it is legally enforceable. Consider it a moral imperative.”

“Ooh,” I said, “the forbidden fruit of the internet. Now I HAVE to see it.”

“Ryuu,” Nezu warned.

“I won’t comment. Just browse. Like a cultural anthropologist of chaos.”

Aizawa pinched the bridge of his nose. “You will post in five minutes.”

“I give him three,” Bakugo muttered.

“I give myself two,” I said cheerfully.

Midnight groaned. “We are doomed.”

Sero raised a finger. “So hypothetically, if someone posted something about us, like, hypothetically, are we allowed to fight them in real life?”

“No,” Nezu said.

“Even if they say I look like a background extra in my own life story?” Mineta asked, pouting.

“Especially not then.”

Uraraka looked around, a little concerned. “Are we sure this isn’t just a villain trap? Like baiting us to say dumb stuff and ruin our careers?”

“That is the working theory,” All Might said.

“But,” Nezu added, “it may just be exactly what it looks like... a digital dumpster fire made by people with too much time, too many grudges, and no respect for privacy laws.”

Tsuyu croaked softly. “Sounds like Twitter.”

“Do NOT call it that,” Midnight hissed. “That thing is cursed.”

“Either way,” Nezu said, hopping up onto the teacher’s desk like a furry war general, “I expect all of you to avoid that site like it is a plague-infested toilet!”

“Can I at least make a burner account?” Kaminari tried.

“You are the reason this meeting exists,” Aizawa replied.

The bell rang. Nezu hopped down, signaling the end of the warning.

“Remember,” he called as they walked out. “The internet never forgets. And neither does Endeavor’s PR team.”

“Or his mustache,” I muttered. “That thing sees everything.”

“I HEARD THAT!” came a voice from the hallway.

As Nezu and his entourage left the class, All Might let out a low sigh. "Perhaps we shouldn't have said anything. I think we made it worse."

Nezu’s eyes sparkled with something that was definitely not innocence. “I think so too.”

In the class…

I stood up and stretched, trying not to look too eager. “I have this thing I need to do urgently. See you losers later.”

Everyone immediately knew I was full of shit. Nobody called me out, though. Mostly because they were already halfway out the door themselves.

Kaminari whipped his phone out like he was about to livestream a confession. “I just need a peek. Just one-”

Bakugo snatched it out of his hand so fast the poor guy yelped. “Use a fucking PC, dumbass. VPN. TOR. SANDBOX. God, you are actually made of neurons that don’t talk to each other.”

Kaminari blinked. “I know what those are.”

“Sure you do,” Jiro muttered as she walked past. “Just like how you ‘know’ the difference between HDMI and USB-C.”

“THERE IS A DIFFERENCE?!”

Sero was already dragging a desk toward the corner like he was building a fort. “I need a secure location. No distractions. No moral oversight. Just me and the digital cesspit.”

“Yo,” I said, passing him. “That was poetic. You rehearsed that?”

“I’ve been waiting my whole life for this moment.”

Yaoyorozu looked appalled. “We are literally being told to stay away and you are all behaving like it is Black Friday."

Mina leaned over her desk, typing on her tablet like her fingers were on fire. “I am just checking for research purposes. Academic interest.”

“Bull. You are checking to see if someone posted about your hair,” Jiro said without even glancing up.

“Damn right I am,” Mina replied proudly. “If I am not trending under ‘Pink Gremlin,’ I will be offended.”

Meanwhile, Tokoyami had taken an entire monitor from the media cart and was connecting it to his laptop. “Darkness thrives in anonymous discourse,” he said like he was quoting Nietzsche but with Wi-Fi.

Shoji, silent as always, just watched the rest of us unravel. I was 80% sure he already had the site open under a different tab and was quietly taking notes for blackmail.

Iida tried to do his job. “Everyone, we were explicitly told-”

“Save it, Engine Boy,” I said, already halfway through the classroom door. “You will be on that site in three hours max and you will be mad they spelled your name wrong.”

“That is entirely unfounded!”

I pointed at him. “You are going to search your name. And then type out a three-paragraph reply correcting their grammar.”

“I-!” He paused. “That is beside the point.”

Kirishima leaned close to Izuku, whispering, “Do you think anyone posted about you?”

Izuku looked like he just asked if Santa did heroin. “I-I don’t know! I don’t want to know!”

“Too late,” Mineta said, fingers already dancing across his laptop keyboard like a horny gremlin hacking into a fanfiction database. “Someone already made a thread titled ‘Green Bean, Saviour or Simp?’”

Izuku’s soul visibly left his body.

Todoroki sat still for a moment, then finally spoke. “I wonder if they made a meme out of my family trauma.”

Everyone paused.

Then I raised my hand. “I mean… probably. Yeah.”

“Cool,” he said, standing up. “I will go check.”

“You never listen,” Yaoyorozu muttered, finally giving in and pulling out her own laptop. “If I end up on a ‘Top Ten UA Thirst Traps’ list again, I am suing.”

“Again?” I echoed. “You didn’t share that one!”

“I burned the link. Twice.”

Across the room, Bakugo was already halfway through some shady-ass terminal on his laptop, muttering to himself while his screen blinked like he was either hacking the Pentagon or trying to launch a missile. “I swear if one of those keyboard warriors calls me Boom-Boom Bitch again, I will find their IP and shove it into their eyeballs.”

“Gonna make a new quirk, Cyberterrorism,” Sero said.

“Shut it, Tape Face,” Bakugo growled. “You will be on the ‘Side Characters with Tape Fetishes’ thread by morning.”

Kirishima popped his head in from the hallway, already on a call. “Yo! Sato says the kitchen’s free if anyone wants to set up HQ. He’s bringing snacks!”

“Hell yeah,” Mina said. “Operation: Dumpster Dive is officially a go.”

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Somewhere unknown, under the flicker of mismatched LEDs and the static hum of ten overloaded fans, a battered terminal sat in a room that might have once been a storage closet and now served as a temple to digital chaos. Monitors blinked, windows shifted, and on the center screen, glowing in grainy resolution, was the header:

Hero/Villain Net

Scrolling. Refreshing. A fresh thread rose to the top of the feed like a turd in bathwater.

🧵 [TOPIC] “Trash-Pile Twins” vs “Blasty McBoom” - who really lit homeroom on fire first?

📤 Posted by: Unconcerned Background Character

📎 Tag: [Rivalries] | [Day-Zero Drama]

Somebody said the boom-boy started it.

Somebody (him) says the feral twin provoked him.

Roll the tape, who slung the first insult that semester?

🔽 DieQuietly

Let’s be real- sparkler jokes don’t count as provocation. Dude was chill until some twink goblin called his explosions “a controlled fart.”

🔽 BatshitUnlocked

Counterpoint: Feral gremlins do not “joke.” They weaponize sarcasm like it is a sport. Boom-boy was a firecracker waiting for a match, and the dumpster twin came in with a flamethrower.

🔽 CtrlAltAnalyze

Technically, their hostility predates UA by approximately 7.3 years. It can be traced back to an elementary school incident involving glitter glue and dominance displays over a frog plushie.

🔽 AcidPopRocks

No offense but the frog plushie slayed. Would've fought over it too.

🔽 StickAndSnitch

Okay but like... you ever see siblings beef with that level of personal vendetta and still not kill each other? Mutual destruction vibes.

🔽 ScorchedStillness

Sounds like their childhood was a multiverse crossover of therapy needs.

🔽 Zap2Die4

Yo this thread is 🔥🔥🔥 pun fully intended. Also, definitely looked like someone got popped in the face over a gym shoe misunderstanding.

🔽 AllMother

This is beneath our academic standing.

…Also, it was the brother. The brother threw a juice box. There is footage.

🔽 BasslineSnare

Yo WHY does this site have footage from middle school?? This is not journalism. This is voyeurism with drama edits.

🔽 LilyPadLeaks

I saw that footage. It had background music. Whoever runs this site needs therapy and a job.

🔽 MultitaskFace

Confirmed… they added zoom-ins and slow motion.

🔽 ManlyCore

Okay but if we are keeping it 100, both were acting like the final boss of an anger management seminar.

🔽 BurnTheRest

This thread is a federal violation. And all of you need discipline.

🔽 LOUDFROMTEXT

DISCIPLINE THESE NUTS 😎

(jk but also who tf filmed that?)

🔽 ZappyZoomZoom

There is a gif compilation. It is glorious.

🔽 ShrimpZone

Why are you all acting like this was not emotional warfare on par with endgame battles?

🔽 NSFWRulesMod

Reminder: do not threaten arson. Even metaphorically. Unless it's in a fanfic.

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🧵 [TOPIC] Title: “Gravity got nothing on you” - smooth or criminal?

📤 Posted by: FloatMyDebt

📎 Tag: [Rom-Com] | [Entrance Exam]

He said it while dragging his brother like luggage. Discuss.

🔽 BasslineSnare

Cringe jazz solo. No rhythm, no timing, just vibes and public humiliation.

🔽 LilyPadLeaks

Cute… if delivered upright, not mid-tug like he was smuggling a corpse out of a crime scene.

🔽 DieQuietly

What kinda sociopath flirts mid-evac with a human suitcase attached? Priorities… nonexistent. Respect… zero. Style… also zero.

🔽 AcidPopRocks

Bro said "gravity got nothing on you" while gravity was actively ruining his posture. I love him. I hate him. I want him studied.

🔽 ShrimpZone

Introvert opinion: public displays of desperation should be illegal. Also, I think he practiced that line in the mirror.

🔽 LightOfTheWorld

It was dramatic. If a fainting goat tried to seduce someone in a rainstorm, maybe.

🔽 Zap2Die4

This was a rom-com fail montage. Whole thing had B-tier Netflix energy. 10/10 would rewatch.

🔽 BatshitUnlocked

If a man can drag a full-grown body and still aim pickup lines with sniper accuracy, he deserves a medal or a kiss. Possibly both.

🔽 FloatMyDebt

For the record, the delivery had tone. There was a smirk. A good smirk. He just… was multitasking and was probably checking the girl behind me.

🔽 AllMother

There is a chart for this. It was neither smooth nor criminal. It was chaotic neutral with romantic overtones.

🔽 SpeedMod42

It was a severe violation of proper evacuation protocol. Also, improper footwear. Also, hallway congestion.

🔽 USeeMeNow?

I almost dropped. That is how hard secondhand embarrassment hit me.

🔽 KickFirstThinkNever

If a guy can talk game while dragging 150 lbs of deadweight, I say let him cook. Even if the stove is on fire.

🔽 CakeNCarry

He cooked alright. Served up hot dumbassery with a side of unintended riz.

🔽 DragOnDuty

Do not reward this behavior. That is how you end up with hospital flirting and mid-battle serenades.

🔽 JetKnees

Kids these days out here romancing like they got nine lives and no GPA.

🔽 MultitaskFace

Footage suggests the recipient blushed so hard she almost slipped. Emotional terrorism successful.

🔽 NSFWRulesMod

Reminder… flirting is not allowed during emergencies unless it is legally binding or documented for insurance purposes.

🔽 CopyPasteLord

Imagine flirting during a crisis. Couldn’t be me. But hypothetically, if it was, I would have done it better.

🔽 DisciplinaryQueen

Everyone please focus on the fact that someone was being dragged like luggage and NO ONE questioned it until now.

🔽 ManlyCore

Nah, we questioned it. We just accepted it. That is how it is with… certain people. Chaos is part of the brand.

🔽 TwoCentsTooMany

This thread is better than most romcoms. Needs popcorn and therapy.

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🧵 [TOPIC] Title: “Stepbrother, no!” and other phrases that almost got us expelled Day 1

📤 Posted by: CtrlAltAnalyze

📎 Tag: [Classroom Crimes] | [Public Menace Level: 1-A]

PSA: Humor with household appliances… worth the detention?

🔽 BannedAgain

Totally worth it. Should do it again. Might already be planning the sequel. New appliance this time. Maybe under a bed. Or a sink with ambitions.

🔽 BatshitUnlocked

For context, and by context I mean the unholy union of bad timing and worse humor, apparently, someone on Day One decided introductions weren’t complete without saying, “Yeah, we are stepbrothers. And no, he doesn’t get stuck in the washing machine.” 

🔽 StickAndSnitch

In the changing room. In front of half-naked classmates. Half the room blacked out from secondhand embarrassment.

🔽 BasslineSnare

Funny how that one line spread through school faster than a quirk outbreak. Just psychic damage.

🔽 AcidPopRocks

The girls heard about it thirdhand and still had a full-body cringe. Like, phantom embarrassment. I nearly dropped my eyeliner and I wasn't even in the building. Or anywhere close to that school for that matter. Nor do I know anyone from that place. I actually live in another country. Nihao.

🔽 AllMother

I reviewed the incident logs. Officially, nothing was reported. Unofficially, every eyewitness refused to give a statement but whispered “stepbrother” like it was a slur.

🔽 ManlyCore

Honestly, if it had happened, which no one is confirming, that person deserves a scholarship for psychological warfare.

🔽 USeeMeNow?

It lives rent-free in people’s heads. Like a cursed jingle. No footage. No audio. Just trauma passed down orally like a folk legend.

🔽 TailsBeforeFails

And yet, somehow, the phrase reappears during serious moments. Like someone is giving a speech and boom, “stepbrother, no,” like a glitch in the Matrix.

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🧵 [TOPIC]

Title: Is it illegal to fall for someone after declaring them your sibling?

Posted by: ZappyZoomZoom

Tag: [Relationships] | [Cursed Confessions]

I declared someone my brother.

Then he kept saving lives. And building things. And saying stuff like "make it count" while covered in bandages.

Now I am questioning everything.

Is this illegal? If it is, should I care?

If I already don’t care, should I destroy the government?

🔽 KnifeEmojiReal

You can only destroy the government if you look good doing it.

Bonus if you cry while laughing.

🔽 USeeMeNow?

Okay but how declared are we talking? Like verbal contract or blood oath?

There is a vibe threshold.

🔽 BannedAgain

I did this once. Except it was an online wife and we were 12.

I regret nothing except the charges.

🔽 PortalToYourHeart

Legally? Maybe not a crime. Morally? Questionable. Emotionally? Therapy. Spiritually? Anime protagonist material.

🔽 FloatMyDebt

Look, sometimes people say “brother” when they mean “emotionally unavailable support structure with hot hands.” It happens. Don’t criminalize growth.

🔽 AcidPopRocks

Not to make it worse but if he has calloused hands, a gravel voice, and builds things while bleeding and carries a bat, it might already be too late. That’s Protagonist Bait™.

🔽 BasslineSnare

There is an entire genre of indie music dedicated to this exact experience. Just add rain and unresolved emotional tension.

🔽 AllMother

As long as no government forms were signed, it is not technically incest. Just aggressively niche trauma bonding.

🔽 StickAndSnitch

So what you are saying is, you went in thinking “siblings” and came out with “slow-burn forbidden pining.” That is on you. And fanfiction. And hormones.

🔽 ManlyCore

Yeah, I’m gonna pretend I did not just read emotional whiplash disguised as relationship advice. But also… maybe love just hits different when there is blood loss involved? Sound manly, just saying. No homo.

🔽 LightOfTheWorld

If the universe wants to punish you for loving someone with “sibling” lore, then the universe needs to be yeeted into therapy. And possibly set on fire.

🔽 SafeMom

No laws were broken. But several emotional boundaries were. Consider a timeout. And maybe a blanket. Make babies to make his mom happy. God knows I am not happy.

🔽 CopyPasteLord

This is why declarations should come with expiration dates. “You are like a brother to me… offer valid until you become hot and morally gray.”

🔽 NSFWRulesMod

Reminder: Emotional incest is not illegal but it is punishable by being assigned every awkward icebreaker in therapy group.

🔽 TailsBeforeFails

Wait… so what you are saying is… this was not a legally binding brotherhood? No family registry, no blood pacts, no matching bracelets? Then it is just spicy admiration. Carry on. Tail approves.

🔽 JetKnees

This generation’s priorities are so messed up. Back in my day, we just ignored our feelings and died inside. Kids now get Twitter threads and “emotional crises but hot.”

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