#mha healing quirk

[mika-writes-fanfics]

Healing Touch

Preface

Synopsis: You encounter an injured Shigaraki and offer your healing quirk to his aid. Little did you know, healers were hard to come by in the underground and Shigaraki takes a liking to your skills. To further his cause, he kidnaps you and holds you captive under the watch of the LOV. You play the role of the LOV's little healer while you think of a way to escape. Unbeknownst to you, the pyromaniac with a cold heart begins to melt in your presence. Your compassion and wit draw him in, all the while he swears it's only curiosity he feels toward you. But when your touch heals his burns and your personality soothes his anguish, Dabi begins to wonder, what exactly is he feeling for you? And why the hell does he feel so torn up when you slip away?

Warnings/tags: canon-typical violence, Stockholm syndrome, very very slight dub-con due to Stockholm, eventual smut, kidnapping, canon character deaths, spoilers, implied threat of non-con (not by Dabi), slight canon divergence, time skips, female/afab reader, healing quirks

Abbreviation guide: Y/N (your name), E/C (eye color), H/L (hair length), F/C (favorite color), S/T (skin tone or color)

Author's note: This is a rewrite of my last fic, formerly called "Healing Hands". I felt very stuck and unhappy with my writing, but I still liked the idea, so I decided to rewrite it. I love the new version so much more and I hope you will feel the same way. There are some slight changes here and there, but the premise is the same. (Also do not worry, the shower scene STAYS. It is my best work ngl.) I'm mostly changing the pacing, creating better dialogue, more consistent characterization, and altering a few minor events. Might make Dabi a bit more Yandere later on in the store. Not sure yet, but I know I won't make him violent or make him punish the reader. I'm leaning more toward him being kinda obsessive and afraid of abandonment.

Explanation of reader's quirk: When activated, your quirk emits a glow and produces a layer of unspecialized stem cells at the expense of your body temperature and metabolic energy. Due to this, your quirk has a cooling effect. This drawback is kind of like the real-life condition Raynaud’s syndrome. It is most effective for surface level injuries, such as burns or gashes. Over usage causes a frostbite-like reaction in which parts of your body struggle to maintain proper temperature, turning purple or blue. Severe over usage could likely result in death as if you use up your metabolic energy and it’s stores, normal heart functions cannot continue. Drawbacks from your quirk usage can be countered by warming up to stabilize your temperature and eating to restore energy.

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Masterlist

[hella1975]

very interesting to me that the big three of the current hero gen in mha - shouto, midoriya and bakugo - are often portrayed as also being the closest in a lot of fics bc it's like. you've got shouto's two best friends as a boy with a volatile personality fuelled by his blind ambition and desperation to be the best, and a boy whose quirk destroys his body. like if you combined two of shouto's best friends you'd get touya but we're just not supposed to redeem him. okay

[dabislittlemouse]

I’m not sorry for this

To celebrate taking over the plf, the men from the league of villains decided to “reward” themselves, with you being their prize.

Which is how you found yourself in a orgy with five of the members.

Dabi is beneath you, his arms wrapped around your waist, licking and sucking your tits while you bounce your pussy on his cock. Behind you, Shigaraki pounds into your ass, both hands spanking and groping each cheek. In front of you, Compress fucks your mouth, one hand gently holding your head up by your hair while the other massages his sack for extra stimulation. On your right side, you hold Twice’s cock in your hand, rubbing his shaft until his head is thrown back, groaning in pleasure. On your left, you do the same with Spinner, and he whimpers when you stroke his tip with your thumb. After every orgasm, they all switch places and manhandle you in different positions. You’re covered in so much sweat and cum that you don’t know which is yours or theirs. You’ve lost count of how many rounds you’ve had.

You’re so stuffed and full that you can barely concentrate, too lost in the ecstasy of having all your holes filled. You love being used like this, being the league’s personal cocksleeve, being stretched out and overstimulated until you’re a fucked out, cum-drunk mess. You know you’ll be sore in the morning but when you’re this high on sex, the consequences don’t matter to you.

You belong to them, and your body is theirs to do with as they please ❤️

I can’t fucking breathe-

ANON WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME ON THESE LATE NIGHT HOURS BRO

Omg I need more of this, first threesome and now orgy? You guys are the WORSTT ASOAJSKANSKANSOAKS

[quirkwizard]

Shower thought, and I apologized if this has been asked before: Do you think Recovery Girl could heal the damage to Dabi's body? I'm pretty sure Eri probably could, right?

Throwing in "Overhaul" in here as well because why not?

I really doubt that Recovery Girl could heal Dabi. For all her healing abilities, Chiyo can only accelerate the natural healing process. It's why everything she heals still has the long term side affects of being damaged, such as the scars over on Izuku's arms. Dabi is just one level above a walking corpse, so I doubt that she would be able to do much with him. Overhaul may have a better job of it, though it'd require a lot of work. Kai can't transmute what he overhauls, only change it's shape. So he'd need some some other material to replace what Dabi had, like new organs to transplant. It may not be perfect, but at least Dabi would be in a better shape then he started. Eri I do think could help him out, but that may be tricky. We still don't know exactly how much control Eri has over the heal process. She gave back Mirio's Quirk, but that could have simply been regressing his entire. She may need to end up regressing Dabi to before the accident even happened to heal him.

[shiftingfrom---andback]

Everytime I try to shift to my MHA dr, I get memories/dreams of Tomura Shigaraki kissing me and everytime I get up in a cold sweat. If he kisses me w/o my consent when I shift, I'm leaving.

[dark-elf-writes]

In wsts and ocwalb did the Dursley’s have quirks

They are perfectly normal in every way so yes they did.

I was imagining something like a suggestion quirk for Vernon (how he got to a place of power in the company tbh while having the worst personality and customer service) not like brainwashing but a more subtle influence that is more insidious. That makes you want to do whatever he says. Makes it feel like your idea.

Petunia I’ve had a few ideas for. My current favorite is playing with a more poisonous/venomous thing for her (particularly if I make Harry’s parseltongue a born trait rather than the cop out horcrux thing) maybe an anticoagulant that coats the nails

Dudley probably got the same suggestion quirk as his father and realizes how scary it can be/what he’s been doing to others after his run in with the dementors (in wsts at least who knows in cw what will happen)

[doodlegraveyard]

a funky little my hero oc redesign. I like the narrative challenge of doing a fairly non-combat/medic hero [Image description: digital costume design for a my hero fan character. He is dressed in a long doctors coat in bright medical-scrub sea foam green with white trim with jagged line like an ecg heart rate reading. He wears blue medical gloves and a white and grey utility backpack and belt that connect to a support item mask that looks like a cross between a gas mask and plague doctor. He is covered head to toe by the costume, but the doglike shape of his head is still evident through the hood. End description.]

[incorrect-fanfiction-quotes]

Double Healers

Izuku: *accidentally regrows All Might’s stomach with his quirk*

All Might: Oh shit, I gotta tell Chiyo

Recovery Girl: Midoriya, how would you feel about becoming my apprentice?

—two months later—

All Might: (bragging to Izuku) I’ve gained 20 pounds now that I can eat!

Izuku: you better not be gaining weight too quickly, that comes with all sort of problems

All Might: oh no there’s two of them

[whileyoureinschoolidothisallday]

honestly dude if it does fucking end up being afo doing something to touya I’m gonna be really disappointed and upset. Because what’s the point of going out of the way to show a character CONSISTENTLY refusing the big bad, even when they’re at their lowest, even when they’re pretty bad themselves, even when it would greatly benefit them, if in the end that choice never mattered and they were always doomed to be controlled by them? Like...that’s pretty antithetical to Touya’s character development overall. His morals already revolve around him and the rest of the league being stuck on a set track to hell, this would only reinforce that for him. It would do absolutely nothing new for his character development, and it wouldn’t really do much for Shoto’s either.

I don’t think that’s the narrative message Hori’s trying to get at here

[bee-does-things]

Tempted to resume writing an MHA fic I started working on in early 2021. Just because the manga is coming to an end hopefully soon and I hate the ending even though I’m not super invested anymore.

I still have the outline for it. I was only meant to continue until the end of the kidnapping arc so maybe I will. Maybe.

[jinxysims]

🩷🩹Sayaka Shinohara🩹🩷

[mika-writes-fanfics]

Healing Touch

Dabi x Fem!Reader fan fiction

Synopsis: You encounter an injured Shigaraki and offer your healing quirk to his aid. Little did you know, healers were hard to come by in the underground and Shigaraki takes a liking to your skills. To further his cause, he kidnaps you and holds you captive under the watch of the LOV. You play the role of the LOV's little healer while you think of a way to escape. Unbeknownst to you, the pyromaniac with a cold heart begins to melt in your presence. Your compassion and wit draw him in, all the while he swears it's only curiosity he feels toward you. But when your touch heals his burns and your personality soothes his anguish, Dabi begins to wonder, what exactly is he feeling for you? And why the hell does he feel so torn up when you slip away?

Warnings/Tags: canon-typical violence, kidnapping, threats, mention of blood, Stockholm syndrome, eventual smut, kidnapping, female/afab reader, healing quirk

Author's Note: This is a reworking of my old fic, "Healing Hands". I've changed some stuff around, gotten rid of unnecessary paragraphs/sentences, and made the pacing faster. I felt like my last one dragged on for too long and I kept getting stuck. It also didn't help that I wrote most of it while high but I'm not gonna make that mistake again lol. I hope you enjoy the new version.

Abbreviation Guide: Y/N (your name), E/C (eye color), F/C (favorite color)

Word Count: 3K

Chapter One: Imprisoned

“Tomura, I do hope you intend to inform us what the emergency is,” Mr.Compress says to Tomura. There’s annoyance in his voice, thinly veiled by his usual aura of elegance and typical polite tone. 

“Yeah, this better be important. What gives? Didya really need to have Kurogiri warp us here without notice?” Dabi agrees and further criticizes Tomura. 

“Don’t question my judgment, this is extremely important,” Tomura defends.  “We have a new member.” The league members’ faces seem deadpanned, bored and unbelieving. There was no one new in sight. 

“You hallucinating or something? I don’t see a newbie,” Dabi contests with sarcasm. Toga giggles at Dabi’s statement of the obvious. “This better not be a chick with an invisible quirk.” A loud, exasperated sigh escapes Tomura’s lips and scratches at his neck in palpable irritation. 

“You idiots, she’s not here yet. It’ll be any minute now so listen up. She’s not a willing addition, but her quirk will be useful to us. We’ll need to keep an eye on her to prevent her from escaping,” Tomura explains, still somewhat agitated. Toga squeals in excitement as some of the other members converse with one another in whispers. 

“I’m so happy! Another girl is joining? This is gonna be so much fun, we could be like sisters!” Toga squeals and gushes with excitement. She blushes at the next thought of the new female addition. “Maybe she’ll even let me drink her blood!”

“Hold up, how’s she supposed to be useful to us if she doesn’t even follow our mission? Couldn’t she just use her quirk against us?” Dabi opposes. 

“Impossible. She has a healing quirk, there’s no way she could overpower us. Besides, we have too much offense, every party needs a support class,” Tomura counters.  “Healers are hard to come by and we need her cooperation,” Tomura adds. He glares at Toga and addresses his following words to her. “So no stabbing and bloodsucking, Toga. I’ll dust you before I warn you again.” 

A warp portal appears in the room, suddenly. Everyone in the room tenses in alert and anticipation. Kurogiri partially steps through, with one of his arms still in the haze. The nomu continues to step through, pulling out a very terrified you from the mist. You attempt to thrash and bolt, but after a few well-placed portals, Kurogiri has you restrained by the wrists with his own hands. 

Your eyes are wide and darting everywhere around you. Your panic is on display for a bunch of strange people, who you can only assume are villains. You had just started your (study abroad program/work transfer) in Japan. You were only in Japan for a couple of weeks, not even familiar with your route to (campus/work). How were you supposed to know what parts of the city were dangerous? How could you have known what the local villains looked like? Your ignorance and vulnerability are what led you to these circumstances. An ill-fated encounter with a wounded Tomura led your good intentions to be taken advantage of. You just wanted to help someone who could have been close to death. Your conscience would have haunted your thoughts if you ignored him, especially when you had the power to help. How could you have known he was a villain looking for a full-time healer? If only your quirk had blessed you with a stronger constitution and strength, for all it took to kidnap you was a hard blow to the head. A phone call to Kurogiri made it easy for you to disappear without a trace. You were stacked up against impossible odds. Luck was never on your side.

“Speak, tell them your name,” Tomura commands you. 

Despite your precarious situation, you can’t help but let your emotions show. You furrow your brows and the corner of your mouth twitches. “I’m not your fucking dog, stop commanding me like one,” you spit with malice. Your e/c eyes narrow in contempt. 

Tomura’s head whips around and he turns to face you. You suppress a shiver when his angry red eyes peer at you through Father’s hand. Time seems to slow as his steps close in on you. He roughly grabs your chin with four fingers, his pinky hovering close to your skin. Your face is pulled closer to his, making it easier to see his glare. “When I give you an order, I expect it to be followed. Do I need to remind you what my hands can do? Now tell them your name.”

Not wanting to piss him off further, you wager your best interest entails complying with his demand. You clench your jaw. You had to swallow your pride, the situation called for it. “Y/n. My name is y/n,” You respond, voice filled with bitterness. Tomura loosens his grip on your jaw, mumbling something about wanting to ‘fix your attitude’. He instructs Kurogiri to unhand you and the two of them give you some space. 

“Y/n is pretty! We’re going to be best friends!” Toga exclaims and jumps off the barstool, approaching you. You give her a confused look at Toga’s giddy and friendly demeanor. Toga throws herself at you to embrace you in a hug, a gesture that borders on insanity given how the two of you barely know one another. Your apprehension and stiffness go unnoticed by the blonde. 

“Um, thanks?” you reply with reluctance. Worryingly, the teen is much stronger than she appears. 

“Since we’re friends and all, can I have some of your blood? I think people look even prettier when they’re covered in blood,” She gushes. Your expression can only be described as that of dawning horror. You’re beginning to realize how a girl like her ended up in such a crowd. 

“Miss Toga, I understand you have an affinity for blood but please keep in mind what Tomura said,” a masked man wearing a trench coat remarks. The man lazily swirls marbles in a gloved hand. His demeanor and speech are quite eloquent and formal, standing out from the rest of the group. You note that perhaps he could be reasoned with. After all, he’s almost defending you against the teen’s apparent blood lust.

“Ugh, that’s so boring!” Toga whines. Tomura shoots her a warning glare from behind his mask, or rather his hand. She releases you from her embrace, sighing loudly. She spins on her heels and grabs your hand. Her tone sounds a bit dejected when she speaks again. “I guess since we can’t do that, I’ll introduce you to everybody.” She parades you around the room, introducing you to everyone. You already knew of Tomura and Kurogiri of course, so no introduction is needed there. The process is awkward at the very least, but the other members don’t seem to care much. There’s not exactly a social script for meeting your captors.  

You learn the esteemed man in the white mask goes by Mr.Compress, or just Compress for short. It seemed like a strange name initially until Toga explained his quirk involves compressing and reducing anything he desires into small marbles. You shudder to think of what it would feel like to be trapped in such a way. The next introduction is for a man in a black and white body suit. His suit covers his face as well. The man’s name is Twice and he makes clones of people. His behavior is quite erratic, as he’ll often say one thing and immediately follow with a statement saying the opposite. You’ve been shuffled around the room and learned the names of almost everybody except for one other person. Toga pushes you in the direction of a man adorned with many piercings and staples. 

“And this is Dabi! He’s got a fire quirk,” Toga introduces. You take in his features quickly, not wanting to stare too much but wanting to pair his face with a name. There’s a lot about him that sticks out to you. There are large swaths of deep scars on his arms, neck, and face. The seams between the scars and healthy skin are joined together with silver staples. Even the scars beneath his eyes are littered with staples. But apart from his scars and piercings, his gaze is piercing. He has eyes that seem to see right through you, scrutinizing you with his cobalt blue irises. 

“Y/n, was it?” He asks. His voice catches you off guard, as this is the first time you’ve heard him speak. It’s deep and smoky. In different circumstances, it’d make you weak in the knees. 

“Y-yeah,” you confirm. Your voice sounds meek when you speak. He merely hums in acknowledgment and doesn’t question you further. Though, with the way his eyes still follow you and the way his brows are slightly pinched together, you wager there’s something he still wants to ask you. 

“Toga, Twice, you two show her to her room. It’s the last room off the hall,” Tomura instructs, shooing the two of them off with a gesture.

“You got it, boss!” Twice agrees, enthusiastically. His tone and voice rapidly shift to a more whiny and annoyed attitude, “No! Why me?” 

Toga agrees without refusal, unlike Twice. Though, despite Twice’s uttered resistance, he complies with Tomura’s request regardless. You think that Twice’s mannerisms will take some getting used to. Maybe eventually his switches won’t be as jarring. As the two of them are about to lead you up the stairs, Kurogiri interjects. 

“Miss y/n, we found your residence. We went ahead and gathered most of your belongings, excluding devices of course,” Kurogiri informs you. 

You blink once, then twice. You can’t help but think, ‘Excuse me, but what the fuck?’

“Wow, you broke into my house, looked through my things, and took my stuff? Thanks, how considerate of you,” you sarcastically remark. 

“It’s no problem, y/n,” Kurogiri accepts. You think he surely cannot be serious, but nothing in his mannerisms or tone of voice makes you believe so. This guy has seemingly no sense of your sarcasm. He’s almost robotic in that sense. Toga, once again, grabs your hand and leads you around. The three of you climb up the stairs and walk down the hallway without further incidents. 

“This is yours!” Toga announces. She swings the door open and invites herself in. You begrudgingly cross the threshold as well with Twice coming in behind you. 

Boxes of your things are stacked, rather neatly, in the corner of the room. They’re all categorized and labeled. Evidently, Kurogiri is efficient and meticulous with details. You walk over and open the box labeled clothes. Sure enough, you see your clothes, neatly folded in the cardboard. Kurogiri was not exaggerating when he said they gathered most of your things. The thought simultaneously scares and humiliates you. For them to figure out your address and take your thing raises three concerns. One, Tomura and Kurogiri could access information that you did not carry on your person. Two, now that your apartment is now empty, it could appear to the authorities that you ran away without notice. Lastly, and arguably a much smaller concern in comparison, is that you can’t remember if you had brought anything embarrassing with you from home. 

“I’ll help you unpack!” Twice offers, before immediately countering himself. “No way, that’s too much work.” 

Before he’s able to open a box, you interrupt quickly. You shout, “No!” Your outburst catches him off guard. He freezes in his tracks. You realize your reaction might seem odd, so you try to salvage the situation to the best of your ability. “Please, let me do it. Organizing stuff calms me down. Today’s been a lot for me.” Truthfully, it’s not exactly why you’d like Twice and Toga to leave you be, but the lie is plausible enough to be believable. 

Toga taps a finger to her cheek, thinking over it. “Well I guess Tomura didn’t order us to move you in, so it should be fine. Unpacking stuff sounds really boring anyways,” She admits. You feel your shoulders relax a bit. The two of them walk to your door before Toga stops in the doorway. There’s a more threatening aura about her when she adds, “I’d hate to have to chase you down and get yelled at by Tomura, so don’t try anything. Twice and I will be down the hall, okay?” She looks at you, either gauging your reaction or waiting for you to confirm. You decide to just nod and mutter out an ‘okay’, to which she gives you her signature manic smile and resumes her usual happy-go-lucky demeanor. 

The two of them finally leave your room. You listen to their footsteps travel down the hall before fading out. The breath you didn’t realize you were holding releases. You’re finally alone. You take a moment for yourself, sitting on the creaky bed frame and mattress. You look around the room, trying to take note of everything. You’ve been provided with a bed, desk, and dresser. The walls are plain. The room is windowless. When you stop to think of it, you can’t remember seeing any windows in the other parts of the building so far either. Not to mention, you noticed that this particular hallway was a dead end. These four walls already feel suffocating to you. It’s a perfect prison, and it’s filled with wardens. 

As hopeless as your situation feels right now, you can’t afford to wallow in it. You decide to busy yourself instead of spiraling into despair. There are stacks of boxes filled with your things, after all. You’ll be kept busy and away from your thoughts for at least a while. Your situation sucks, but you’re thankful you have the comfort of having your things. Surrounding yourself with familiarity might help you. 

You’re in the process of unpacking your third box when you hear the sound of heavy boots coming toward your room. The door is still ajar from when Toga and Twice left, so you’re able to see who it is. You’re a bit surprised to see Dabi, considering he didn’t say much to you initially. He leans leisurely against your door frame. Clearly, he’s in no hurry to do much. You’re not sure why, but his staring makes you squirm.

“You guys should invest in a surveillance system, isn’t hovering around me boring?” you say, breaking the silence. Your attitude must have been amusing to him, as he gives a light chuckle at you. Just like his voice, his laugh is a bit naturally husky. 

“Not when you act so feisty, I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone bite back at Tomura like that,” he snickers. “It’d be a shame for him to break that attitude.”

“Is there something you need from me? Besides entertainment?” You quip. 

“Your quirk, how does it work?” He questions. He straightens his posture, no longer leaning on the doorway. His expression is more serious. If you squint, you think there’s a hint of curiosity in his gaze.  

You think it’s best to just show him. You activate your quirk, focusing it on one part of your body. Your hands glow a f/c hue and begin feeling cold to the touch. “I create a layer of stem cells on my skin. It’s at the expense of my metabolic energy and makes me freeze, so overuse can be dangerous,” You explain. You shut off your quirk and glance at your hands. Your fingers feel a bit stiff. 

“So what can you heal?”

“It’s easier to explain what I can’t heal.”

“Go on,” he says and motions. He seems to be intrigued. 

“Anything that’s already been healed by the body, like scars or old injuries, won’t react to my quirk. Neither will infections or autoimmune diseases. I can’t regrow lost limbs either, unless the original arm is still mostly intact and… um… ‘fresh’. As a whole, I work best with more surface-level injuries than deep, internal ones.” 

“You seem to know a lot about this. You some sort of doctor or nurse?”

“Tried to be at one point. I know people with healing quirks are expected to be surgeons, doctors, or nurses, but I don’t want to be defined by just my quirk.”

“Would your quirk work on me?”

“It should. I could try and see,” you offer. He nods, permitting you to touch him. You’re about to ask him where you should heal him, but he offers his hands, palms facing you. You stand up from your place on the floor and walk over to him. His appearance starts to make sense to you when you inspect his hands. Dabi’s wrists and parts of his palms are slightly burned. The scarring must be a mixture of burn scars and grafts. Does his own fire hurt him?

Not wanting to scrutinize him any further with your staring, you clasp your hands around one of his. His hands are much larger than yours. The familiar f/c glow emanates from your hands, along with your quirk’s characteristic cooling effect. Meanwhile, Dabi’s hands are incredibly warm to the touch, a stark juxtaposition from yours. Even his metal staples, which you’d expect to feel cold, are warmed to a comfortable temperature. 

“You weren’t kidding, your hands are like ice,” he comments. Aside from the coldness, he feels the rawness from the burns slowly subsiding. The seam between his healthy and grafted skin even seems to close over. 

“Small price for you to pay for good results,” you muse. You release his hands from your grasp and inspect your work. His skin appears to have healed over, taking on the same pale shade as his other healthy skin. He retracts his hand from you and sees for himself. There’s just a hint of relief and awe in his eyes as he flexes his fingers, noticing the difference. 

“Heh, not bad,” he admits. “Sorry to disappoint, but your ice hands don’t bother me. In case you haven’t noticed, I run hot.” He glances at his hand one more time before nonchalantly shoving both hands in his pockets. He turns on his heels but doesn’t leave yet.

 “See ya around,” he adds. He strolls away, leaving you to recollect yourself and unpack everything. 

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[onceand-forall]

Chapters: 1/4 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Midoriya Izuku & Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Shuuzenji Chiyo | Recovery Girl, Shinsou Hitoshi, Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shouto, Amajiki Tamaki, Toogata Mirio, Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Midoriya Izuku Does Not Have One for All Quirk, Midoriya Izuku Has a Quirk, Midoriya Izuku Has a Healing Quirk, Adult Midoriya Izuku, Pro Hero Midoriya Izuku, dealing with burnout, Quirkless Todoroki Shouto, Pro Hero Bakugou Katsuki Summary:

When Midoriya Izuku's quirk came in, it wasn't super strength, telekinesis, or the ability to breathe fire. It was the most powerful healing quirk the world had ever seen. Two decades and some change later, the weight of being the all-star healer is crushing him, forcing him to finally take a break or wind up nothing but a pile of dust. Everyone— the Commission, his agency, his mentor— doesn't let him decide. Izuku is much too valuable of an asset to risk losing.

[im-only-here-for-the-fandom]

Dcxdp prompt: where is my baby?

Dan and Dani are hurt badley, their cores are cracked/broken, Danny takes them to frostbite and offers to give them a piece of his own core so they could heal because he is their mother/original they can fully adapt to his core, with him being extremely powerful and a perfect halfa he would be able to recover eventualy.

Due to plot reasons after the surgery Danny and kids are attacked, danny is currently very weak and has an unstable space core, as a last resort he sends them to another dimension they end up transported to mha/dc, (Danny is not lucid through this )

Danny wakes up disoriented with memory loss not knowing how he got there(whether he forgets about the attack or not is up to you)and where his kids are, he is hysterical, heros think he is a villain but its just that his core is on the fritz and his distress is causing his powers to become uncontrollable

He gets calmed down and taken in by aizawa/martain manhunter(or any hero you think fits), they have lie detector detective/wonder woman’s lasso of truth to interrogate him, danny’s talking is incomprehensible he says the date and place is wrong, he dosent know where he is or where his kids are, he gets confused about his age (like is he 14 or 19),barley remembers his name and facts about his family except his kids,

(and maybe for plot reasons he vaguely has knowledge about mha like what quirks are/heros/villains/basic history/and the like or not up to you)

But what he does know is that he has 2 kids a girl and a boy, dan either has black hair grey eyes or white hair red eyes and dani either has black hair blue eyes or white hair green eyes, that they are hurt, they are missing and that he desperately wants/needs to find them.

so i hope you like this and decide to write something because i can’t write a proper fic and would really like to read your idea’s

[quirkwizard]

Following on from the ask about how Quirks might impact movies, what other industries do you think would be majorly affected? Like Healing Quirks in healthcare?

Thank you for asking about this. I'm always excited to explore other facets of the world like this. Though for this post, I will be sticking to healthcare specifically. Hospitals and medicine kind of healthcare, nothing related to psychology or the like since that would be a whole other topic.

Obviously, with Quirks coming about, there would need to be extensive reworking of the healthcare system. With how radically the human body has been and will be changed by Quirks, the medical field would have to evolve to work around it. I think this would be dealt with by expanding the curriculum of healthcare professionals. Just like you'd learn about the heart and brain, you'd learn about Quirks and how they can affect people's bodies. That being said, I think that would be a specific field of medicine that deals with the study of Quirks. I mean, we already have someone like that with Dr. Garaki. It wouldn't be too far-fetched that there would be other people who work with Quirks, like what I've done in my Dr. Kosei series. This could be everything from trying to figure out what your kid's Quirk is to dealing with someone's Quirk mutating to finding someone with the right equipment or experience to treat those with special conditions. Which could be anywhere from common place to quite expensive depending on the person and condition.

On that note, there would have to be so many new pieces of equipment and techniques made just to compensate for people with certain conditions. I'm not even talking about regular problems like a heart attack, which would still be an issue. I'm talking about whole new problems. How exactly would you treat someone made out of slime? How do you operate on someone who heals themselves before you can make a deep enough incision? How do you replace a unique organ made by someone's Quirk? Man, medical dramas would have to be wild in this universe. I do think there would be new pharmaceuticals based on Quirks as well. Trigger was and is still used to affect Quirks, so maybe there could be others that do the same for certain conditions or as preparation for surgeries. Heck, some of these medicines could have been based on people's Quirks. We have seen Overhaul make the Quirk Destroying Drug from Eri. Maybe there could be others based on Quirks. Maybe someone could rework Eri's "Rewind" into some miracle panacea with a massive price tag.

Now, using Quirks I've always been partial to the idea that people cannot use their Quirks in their profession. On the one hand, doctors need to save people's lives like heroes. Shouldn't they be allowed to use all the tools available to them? On the other hand, we do know that using Quirks without proper training can have horrific consequences. Would you really want someone rooting around in your body unless you were certain they knew what they were doing? I think this kind of situation would be covered by people specifically becoming heroes and being allowed to use their Quirks in that field. We know that Recovery Girl uses her Quirk in her role as UA's nurse and travels around the country in order to heal people faster. She seems to be both a hero and some kind of licensed practitioner. On the other side, this could lead to a massive black market of people who uses their powers to heal others, either out of a moral imperative or for financial gain. In another life, I could see Overhaul extorting other people for money or favors in order to remove a life changing injury.

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Title: little mouse

Fandom: mha

Warnings: child reader, male reader, reader goes through stuff, fluff

Notes: none

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All he ever knew were the walls of U.A, the two year old waddling Through the halls of the school as his nanny and a hero followed patiently. It was all he could remember, U.A was his home after all as he had been here since he was just barely a year old. He wasn't allowed to leave the school grounds, Nedzu putting together things to accomodate the boy. (Name) was a special boy though why he was special was a rather tragic case.

Everything was tragic when the commission was involved after all.

Especially when they have ideas, even worse when they decide to test those ideas.

And (name) was a victim to forced quirk evolution, the boys parents both having healing quirks in (country) and after a tragic "incident" he was in the commissions custody.

And their test worked, (name) was forced to develop his quirk early and had it evolve painfully.

And now he was the only toddler in Japan with a healing quirk, one of four healers in the country.

"Isn't there supposed to be another healer?!" A hero hissed out as he was brought to U.A after a vicious battle with a villain, Recovery girl dealing with more critical situations "get them to heal me!"

"Currently the other healer is having his nap as he spent the afternoon playing with his toys" snipe said casually as he brought in supplies from the back for recovery girl "the fuck are you talking about?"

"The other healer here is a toddler" recovery girl said tossing him a pack of pain meds "for your bruised ribs" recovery girl was fiercely protective of her tiny protege, hell they didn't even know if he wanted to be a healer when he was older but they supported him no matter what.

(Name) was napping peacefully, Nedzu having put a little blanket on (name) as he worked, he loved his adoptive son but god did he love it when (name) was quiet. Nedzu didn't like children, he didn't at all but he wouldn't lie that he felt warmth towards his son, having grown to love him like his own "papa..." "Yes little mouse?"

"Park?"

Guess paperwork would have to wait.

The children of U.As teachers had a park on campus, (name) loved playing at it especially when Nedzu joined "papa look!" He was just sliding down the slide but the books Nedzu read said to support your child no matter how small "very nice little mouse" he said sitting on the bench, the toddler having an absolute blast at it.

"After this though, we are expected by Chiiyo"

"Ok papa!"