08-03-2018, 04:48 PM
TSUYU ASUI
✯ — MY HEAD HURTS, BUT ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT IS YOU!
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It was supposed to be a peaceful night, quiet and serene as Tsuyu laid atop a chilly rock in the middle of camp. She had watched the sun set, the people of Snowbound slowly escaping to their houses where they stayed, resting for the night. She, too, was resting.
Maybe not so peacefully, though.
You see, Tsuyu had plenty of nightmares since she had come to this world. About Tokoyami, about everyone else. She saw sparks constantly, and not good ones. No, she saw violent, dangerous sparks of electricity that some people would be warned to stay away from during storms that wrecked homes and slaughtered families in a split second.
She was always stuck in the same place, in a deep lake that she had been endlessly swimming in. Forever, an eternity. She was a broken record, her actions being kept on repeat, over and over again. She didn't want to think about things like this, she didn't like to be held captive by things that she liked. Water, especially.
"Stop, please!" She begged to whatever was holding her there in the dream, making her watch as that familiar boy, that familiar crush of hers, had drowned right before her eyes. Then, everything cut out, and she saw a flash of yellow, before she herself felt like she was drowning.
It didn't take long for Tsuyu to wake up, covered in cold sweat as she screamed out pleas for help, her body shaking relentlessly as she tried to ground herself back to reality. It was a dream, wasn't it? It was all a dream.
But she knew, deep down, what Shigaraki said had to be right. It was her fault. It was all her fault.
Tokoyami died because she couldn't save him, because she was a terrible hero.
Maybe not so peacefully, though.
You see, Tsuyu had plenty of nightmares since she had come to this world. About Tokoyami, about everyone else. She saw sparks constantly, and not good ones. No, she saw violent, dangerous sparks of electricity that some people would be warned to stay away from during storms that wrecked homes and slaughtered families in a split second.
She was always stuck in the same place, in a deep lake that she had been endlessly swimming in. Forever, an eternity. She was a broken record, her actions being kept on repeat, over and over again. She didn't want to think about things like this, she didn't like to be held captive by things that she liked. Water, especially.
"Stop, please!" She begged to whatever was holding her there in the dream, making her watch as that familiar boy, that familiar crush of hers, had drowned right before her eyes. Then, everything cut out, and she saw a flash of yellow, before she herself felt like she was drowning.
It didn't take long for Tsuyu to wake up, covered in cold sweat as she screamed out pleas for help, her body shaking relentlessly as she tried to ground herself back to reality. It was a dream, wasn't it? It was all a dream.
But she knew, deep down, what Shigaraki said had to be right. It was her fault. It was all her fault.
Tokoyami died because she couldn't save him, because she was a terrible hero.
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