i want you to cry for me, the way i cried for you, baby, cry for me, make your rain fall, fall and fall @blastzoned
tw: implied character death
Darkness. A certain tightness in his chest, along with a sense of urgency. He moved on instinct before his mind even had an opportunity to fully catch up with what was happening.
A glowing fist connected with solid earth and sent everything flying. The sun stung when he attempted to open his eyes, so Izuku allowed his eyelids to stay shut for a few moments longer to adjust. He wrinkled his nose, catching the scent of soil and grass, freshly passed rainwater, and hints of floral. Something soft brushed past his cheek and he caught it. That ended up being the first thing he saw - a single white flower petal.
And the very next thing he saw was a half-shattered tombstone with his own name on it.
Eh?
He crawled out of his half-destroyed coffin, past the dozen of smash ruined bouquets that were placed nearby, and patted dirt from his hair. "What's going on?" The buildings around looked so...modern, all signs of the war gone. Had they won, then? Was that a statue of him in the distance there? Izuku's puzzled eyes searched until they found something familiar. "Kacchan?" Had the other gotten taller?
