asui tsuyu loves her little siblings. loves her quaint little home and her little brother and littler sister whose only talent (it seems) is sobbing.
she loved her mama―even if she isn't home and leaves tsuyu to do the cooking. she loves daddy and all his bumpy skin. she loves her best friend on every way her sisterly heart can handle. she loves and loves and gives and gives. never taking, always doing more, helping and saving and scavenging. she preserves through the image of her head falling to dust. of HIM, HE'S COMING, RED-EUES AND BLUE HAIR AND HE'S GOING TO KILL HER―the nightmares that wake her up. she chokes on her too long tongue and watches as her hands shake, as her markings become darker with the nightmare that swallow her whole.
tsuyu loves and gives and does all she can. teacher her siblings to cook and clean and make mama and daddy happy. she covers her gap tooth and doesn't eat bugs like she wants to.
( who knows if he's going to come back? )
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cigarette smoke.
RandomGOD GIRL || drowning in the abyss that is you. POETRY, 𝙟𝙪𝙙𝙚!
