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hella1975 · 1 year
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THIS IS SO EMBARASSING JUST KISS AND MAKE UP OR SOMETHING
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considertheothers · 4 years
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USJ Traitor...?
The “traitor theory” is a popular discussion topic by My Hero Academia fans, and there are so many different opinions out there. From Present Mic to Denki Kaminari, Ochaco Uraraka to Principal Nezu, almost every significant MHA character has been accused. I created this account to take a look at traitor theory, but right now I’m not planning to accuse anyone. The first thing that needs to be addressed to create a traitor theory is this:
When did the traitor decide to join the villains?
Popular opinion and assumption points to the traitor being a part of the villains’ side for the entire series, from the entrance exam and beyond, assuming that they’re a student. This could be so, in which case the traitor would almost certainly have joined the villains completely voluntarily. They would also be a great actor with a powerful quirk to get in and stay in to U.A. high and defend themselves from any attack.
However, what if this wasn’t the case?
Taking a look at one of the first instances of villain contact in the series, the USJ (Unforseen Simulation Joint) Attack arc could be the key to finding out when the traitor was recruited. But before that, we need to consider the catalyst for the USJ attack: the security breach.
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Pardon the screenshot, I was unable to find and copy the individual manga page, but here are the facts, with the visual to accompany them:
-The security breach was for the purpose of the villains acquiring Class 1-A’s schedule, or at least All Might’s teaching schedule, as it’s said later that this is how they were able to attempt their attack.
-Shigaraki is shown earlier in the chapter standing outside the school with the press, who are trying to get in and interview All Might. He is also the only one who could have “decayed” the security barrier, so we know that he was definitely a significant part of this mission.
-The press rush was intended as a diversion by the League of Villains (They will be referred to as the L.O.V. from here on out) and was intended to make sure that everyone was distracted so that intelligence could be gained about U.A.’s training.
There are exactly 3 ways that Shigaraki could have come by the information using his diversion.
1. Shigaraki strolled into the school and looked at the schedule. This is extremely unlikely, that he would manage to get in ahead of the press so successfully, and in addition, he doesn’t exactly look like your average enthusiastic reporter, or teacher, and definitely not a student. We can pretty much eliminate this possibility, which means that he definitely had some kind of help. The question of “what kind of help” will determine whether or not there was a traitor during the USJ attack.
2. The next, and much more likely possibility, is that Kurogiri warped in or warped Shigaraki in. They would be able to get in without pretty much anyone seeing, but the problem is destination: How do they know where they’re going? Where exactly is this information, and how do they know where to find it? Recent manga developments actually make this theory possible: (incoming spoilers) Kurogiri was revealed in chapter 253 as Oboro Shirakumo, a former friend of Aizawa and Present Mic who had also attended U.A. in the past. With that kind of backstory, it’s possible that he might still know his way around, isn’t it?
3. The final possibility is that the traitor was the one who brought the information to Shigaraki, he/she just needed the diversion to break into the place where it was being kept. This doesn’t point to anyone in particular, although it seems to take some suspicion away from the popular theory that Hagakure is the traitor, since she could carry out a stealth mission at pretty much any time.
What does all of this mean?
If Door #2 (or #1, but who are we kidding) is the truth of the matter, then that makes the possibility of the USJ traitor that much less likely. The traitor would have done absolutely nothing during the attack, and considering how confident the L.O.V. was that their attack would succeed and that they could kill All Might, they wouldn’t HAVE any need for a traitor, so they wouldn’t have recruited one. You could argue that they had recruited a traitor for later missions and that it turned out that they were just not needed, but there’s a much larger problem with there being a USJ traitor then: What about the quirks?
This is the big advantage that the U.A. kids have during the USJ battle. The villains don’t know their quirks, so they have the opportunity to both surprise them and use the terrain to their advantage. If the L.O.V. had a traitor, wouldn’t they ask them what they were up against, just to make sure they had this in the bag? But they clearly don’t know about everyone’s individual quirks, or they wouldn’t have committed errors such as warping Tsuyu to the shipwreck zone or keeping Ida in the front of the training facility, right near the door, where he would have the opportunity to run and get help from the pros. If the traitor did exist at this time, what are they doing?! Why would they not give the villains the information about their classmates’ quirks?
If the traitor was present during the security breach and, by extension, the USJ arc, then several things would have to be true.
-The traitor would have to have very limited contact with Shigaraki or All for One, and passing a schedule or information to them would have to be a one-time thing, too risky to attempt more than once or a window of time too small to exchange all the necessary information. This would explain the villains not knowing about class 1-A’s quirks, although it still seems like an oversight not to write that down or anything.
-The traitor must either have a very powerful quirk, possibly kept partially secret, or be considered expendable by the villains. There’s no way that the L.O.V. would have told all of those villains they were working with at the time of the attack who their traitor was, it would look ridiculously obvious, so they must have been in either considerable danger or never been in any danger at all due to their quirk. 
-The villains would have to be planning multiple attacks on U.A., or they wouldn’t need a traitor, would they? 
Considering that Shigaraki’s grand plan was the USJ attack and that he intended for Nomu to kill All Might, he didn’t seem to be planning multiple attacks, or at least not on the hero school. The plan seems more like “Kill All Might, watch what happens, go from there”. And assuming that Kurogiri can warp himself into the school, the traitor is not needed in any way. Based on the planning and the intricate plot that makes this series what it is, I think we can assume that if the traitor isn’t necessary, the traitor doesn’t exist.
So the U.A. traitor wasn’t there from the beginning, wasn’t part of the security breach, and wasn’t included in the USJ attack. As well as canceling out any decidedly non-traitorous activities that the double agent might have attempted during the USJ arc, this changes a lot of the ultimate traitor theory that one can collect. The biggest question that this assumption leads to is of course: If the U.A. traitor hasn’t been betraying the heroes from the beginning, when were they recruited?
This is my personal belief: The traitor was recruited just after the sports festival. The villains were watching with the rest of the world, and they would have the opportunity to observe the person with the qualities they wanted in their traitor. If I am correct, there was something like a two-day pause in between the sports festival and the first internship arc, when Midoriya was training under Gran Torino, etc. Since the plot of this series is so nonstop, this might be the only pause in which the traitor could have even been converted to the other side. I’ll look at the sports festival arc again soon, and maybe write an analysis of the most likely suspects that would catch Shigaraki’s eye.
This is my traitor timing theory, and I don’t know who will agree with me, but I hope this post makes you think. I am planning to post something about who I think the traitor actually could be soon, since I’ve spent a lot of time analyzing various battle and training arcs. Comment if you disagree, or if you have an idea for another aspect of traitor theory I should look at!
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Hey, want a weird request? What about a MHA Characters x Reader, where the Reader straight up tells them that they are not real and are characters from a show, brought to life by her imgantion because she was lonely and ended up falling for either All Might and Aizawa?
Woo! I feel like it’s been a really, really long time since I’ve done a request. Thank you so much for this one, and I’m sorry it took suuuuch a long time. I really appreciate the patience for it! 
I hope you enjoy this! I had a lot of fun writing it, and it was easy to get into, and hopefully means I’ll be getting to some other requests as well as continuing HDILT. :) This one got very lightly political, but I feel like I should give a little heads up about it. Again, very lightly. But it happened.
Summary: With another heat wave going on, most people stayed inside, clinging to air conditioned spaces for dear life. This was the perfect opportunity for you to get some painting done- after all, you were born and raised in the midwest. This wasn’t new to you and you were certain you’d be fine.
Theme Song: I Knew I Loved You - Savage Garden
Reader: Female
Words: 1708
Pairing: All Might x Reader
I knew I loved you before I met you…
It was the middle of summer, 2019. Advisories to stay indoors and bring pets inside were everywhere- on TV and the radio, sent out in work newsletters and emails. Everywhere you looked, there was some sort of notification warning you to do whatever you could to avoid the sweltering heat and humidity of the midwest. There was even a post going around on Facebook where a police station officially cancelled all criminal activity due to the extreme heat, asking aspiring criminals, seasoned veterans, and those who were just bored to simply please stay inside.
Fortunately for you, this wasn’t all that new. Having grown up with this fickle weather and being around it your whole life, a little bit of wet air and heat was nothing. Did you like it? No. But you could handle it, so you weren’t going to let it confine you to home.
As you set up your easel by the lakefront under the cool shade of the trees that hid your little sanctuary from the view of others, you sighed deeply. What an inconvenient time for a headache to develop. With a small roll of your eyes, you sat down in front of the canvas, looking just past it at the bridge overgrown with golden bougainvillea flowers. A small smile pressed onto your lips at the view- this was easily your favorite landscape to paint. In the past, you were only able to capture its full majesty in late summer, but thanks to global warming, summer started so much sooner- to the point where the flowers were in full bloom by late July.
Inspired once again, you put in your headphones and ignored your headache until you couldn’t notice it any longer. The more you stared into the mass of yellow, the more you lost yourself, completely entranced in your brush strokes. Your gaze constantly fixated on the bridge and your canvas, switching back and forth between blinks. Everything else blurred together in your peripheral, and soon, you were so tunnel-visioned with your painting that even parts of the canvas and scene that weren’t being worked on started to blend together.
“Huh?” Your brows furrowed as you made the quizzical little sound. You’d been staring so intently and letting your hand work mindlessly that you just now noticed a handsome, broad smile beaming at you. Placing your brush and palette down on the tray beside you, you dropped your head to the side with the most confused expression. “Uhhh… All Might?”
“YES!” He declared, jumping from the bridge to you in an unreal leap. “I am here!”
You gawked at him for a moment, taking out your headphones and slumping back into your seat. What in the world was happening? The man was straight out of an anime about aspiring teenage heroes- there was no way he could be standing in front of you.
Yet he was all you could see right now. His muscle form blocked out the sun and hid the lake, bridge, and flowers from you. The yellow of his suit replaced the bougainvillea you were painting, and his smile looked just like what you imagined it would if he was real. In fact, he looked exactly like what you daydreamed he would. This was too good to be true- you were certain of it.
“You’re… not real,” you stated with empty conviction. “You can’t be real.”
“Oh? Why not?” he asked, placing his knuckles on his hips and bending over to bring his face close to yours. How could he maintain that smile?
“Because you’re an anime character. You’re just a figment of my imagination that I-…” You trailed off, lowering your eyes as your confusion sunk into a sadness you were all too familiar with.
Seeing this, All Might crouched down, squatting with his arms resting on his thighs, hands hanging between his legs. He tilted his head to try to look into your face, that smile softer but ever present. It was like he never stopped smiling in his muscle form, and you admired that. You loved it.
“What’s wrong?” he pressed gently.
“…You. You don’t belong here. I just…”
“You just made me up?”
Silence fell as you let the words sink in from a man you knew wasn’t there. How could he be? This was impossible in every sense of the word. Slowly, you nodded, lifting your eyes to look at what could only be a mirage.
“Yeah… I just made you up,” you sighed with a deeper huff. “It’s just… things have been really lonely lately. And you…” you paused for a moment, “when I first saw you, I thought you’d just be a stereotypical hero, kinda like Superman, y’know?” You forced a smile on your lips, watching as he moved to sit down beside you, head practically level at yours despite the fact that he was on the ground and you in a chair.
“That’s an odd compliment,” he chuckled. You scoffed and giggled lightly, the smile on your lips softening.
“Well, that part isn’t the compliment. You’re not the cliche I thought you’d be. And honestly, I fell in love with that. All your flaws that were overshadowed by your big dreams and the weight of carrying One For All- the lone path you took, and the way you hid the real you from everyone so they could keep believing in heroes- I couldn’t stop myself from falling for you. People aren’t selfless like that in the real world.”
“Hmm…” All Might brought one of his hands to his chin, rubbing it with his thumb and index finger in thought. “That isn’t such a bad thing though. If people were selfless like that, they’d practically be martyrs. A hero’s purpose is to protect the people, (Y/N). Maybe it’s a good thing your reality doesn’t have heroes like me.”
“How can you say that? If we had heroes like you, All Might, I feel like the world would be so much better. It’d be so much safer for women, people of color, and everyone in the LGBTQIA+ community. Children wouldn’t be torn from their parents, immigrants wouldn’t be detained or deported, and global warming wouldn’t destroy the earth in 50 years,” you argued in earnest, as if you could plead him into reality- and part of you- part of you really wished you could. “And I- … I wouldn’t be as lonely.”
“Even with heroes like me, evil would still exist. These problems wouldn’t miracuously disappear, despite how much my existence might deter them. It’s a theme in the show, isn’t it? One For All has passed down from one host to another because this fight is more than just power against power.
And… if I were real, (Y/N), I would only break your heart. I’m a hero first, and you could consider that a tragic flaw of mine. But even if you could love it, it’s still a flaw, and you’d still be lonely.”
A quietness settled between you two as you both looked away from each other. How dare he rain on your daydreams- why couldn’t he just say he’d be with you if that was a possible reality? Wasn’t he supposed to be the perfect All Might for you? He was in your head, after all.
“Besides, I’m such an old man,” he added with a lighter tone and a bit of laughter, looking back to you with his unwavering smile. “The world needs more of you than it does me.”
Your brows furrowed as you returned the gaze and tilted your head. “More of me? But I’m not a hero or anything special. I’m just a girl who watches anime, reads fanfiction, and reblogs fan art.”
All Might’s smile softened as he looked from you to the flower laden bridge. “You undersell yourself with words like “just,” (Y/N). You watch anime, read fanfiction, and reblog fan art. Do you really think it “just” stops there? You’re supporting creators. Fan artists and authors have it rough, and your support means everything to them. It keeps them going and reminds them what they’re doing isn’t worthless- that their dreams are valid.”
“How is that going to make the world any better though?”
“… It already has for someone.” He turned his face back to you, smiling with great encouragement. “I think it’s time for you to wake up, (Y/N).”
“What?” you asked, confused by what he meant. Before he could answer, that headache from before returned in more than full swing. The pressure in your head felt like your brain wanted to break past your skull, and honestly, if that was going to help, you weren’t all that opposed to it right now. Dark blue and black spots began to speckle your vision until you couldn’t make out All Might’s smile, and then everything went black.
A soft and steady beep began to bring you back, the sound like a little ECG. Coldness gave you goosebumps- you hadn’t noticed the heat before when you were talking with All Might, but suddenly you were aware of how cool and almost chilly it felt. With half a breath, you opened your eyes as more white noise began to differentiate itself. Footsteps, phones ringing, and voices… so many voices.
It clicked almost immediately that you were in a hospital bed. The pain that you blacked out to remained, but much duller and right behind your eyes and ears. You turned your head and looked for the ‘Call Nurse’ symbol, pressing the glowing red button when you found it. Within a minute, a nurse strode in.
“Hello, Miss (Y/LN). How are you feeling? I paged the doctor and she’ll be in shortly. Is there anything I can get you? Water?”
“Uh… yeah, sure. But, first, how did I get here?” you asked, your body catching up with how much you were processing.
“Oh, a gentleman brought you in. Said he found you slumped over at an easel. It must have been a pretty sight to draw you out in such extreme weather.” She smiled at you, taking the empty, plastic cup and disappearing for a short moment to fill it. “Here you go. Drink slowly. The doctor will be in soon.”
…I think I dreamed you into life.
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