Tenya Iida Oneshots (cause he needs love and I love him ;3) [ON HIATUS]

Pompeii

TW!!! THIS IS A VERY GRAPHIC CHAPTER IF YOU'RE UNCOMFY  L E A V E  NOW IM WARNING YOU NOW!

Major angst warning as well

also... uhm bakugo and midoriya curse in this so theres that warning as well 😅

My first ever (real song) songfic! Please enjoy!

The song will be in this font

Flashbacks and thoughts will be in this font

Current time will be in this font

AIZAWA IS YOUR CARETAKER!

Quirk: Volcano- Basically the user can create and manipulate lava, cool it down and turn it to rock in whatever shape, remelt it to become more lava, and has a drawback which at some times causes them to go insane and explode, but there's a way to tell when it's coming. There's a stopwatch on the user's wrist that gives them a time and date their next explosion is coming, and for this reason, the LOV kidnapped (Y/N) and tortured them until they went insane, but what they didn't count on was the explosion when they go insane, which they didn't know was the result of the episode. They thought it was a stopwatch until they had a period of weakness during their insanity, but instead it's the opposite. It's the most powerful they get, and it causes anything within a 2 km radius to be completely demolished, hence the name Pompeii. They also are reborn more powerful than ever, which is why their hero name is Phoenix, but it had only happened 2 times before in the past, mainly because of the first time they got their quirk, and the second time when they had a panic attack after being kidnapped. Nobody else knew about it other than them because they accidentally exploded, killing everyone in their neighborhood including their parents, but (Y/N) would be reborn stronger and at the same age with all of their memories, but would only appear after a few decades each time. It varied though, to be honest. (Y/N) was born as one of the first generation quirk users, but died after 4 years, came back 40 years later, then again when they were 12, came back in 2146, so their records are pretty much intact, except for being a hundred years old that is. This time though, since the circumstance was different, maybe the outcome will be different too..?

Eh-eh-oh eh-oh

The rough fabric of the burlap sack over my head...

Eh-eh-oh eh-oh

The musty smell of rot and mildew...

Eh-eh-oh eh-oh

The feeling of the metal chains binding me tightly to the splintery wooden chair...

Eh-eh-oh eh-oh

The feeling of my limbs being broken and re-mended over and over again...

The feeling of my nails being pulled out one by one with pain enhancing shots being injected every so often...