This chapter was WELL worth the wait, I was so excited to see you updated!!! I love the imperial stuff-people don't really tend to remember the emperor exists somewhere and that you go into the separation of cultivators and mundane society in a way I've not come across before. Also I'm sure WWX will be happy that ZYX fucks now
i'm sure y'all can imagine the relief i feel seeing readers still give a shit lol (but not lol 😭😭)
esp if it almost dipped into half-life 3 type territory (1. it's never gonna happen 2. hype has passed 3. it'll never live up to expectations)
the hard sell was seguing into the imperial stuff, hitting ppl fast and hard in one chapter. i waffled so long on the implementation of the ch, ngl (the plot outline has existed since the beginning, but the tone of each ch and details of the scenes were not). and hinted at in ch5 why the southern cultivators matter in the first place, imperial entanglements are important and not a throwaway! but! based on the world-building and genre conventions i'm working off of, imperial court had to be remixed to fit. it might be a case of "no one considers this bc if you're writing x genre that concept is irrelevant" so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
it'll come back but as this is a mdzs fanfic + my own plot notes, i'm careful about how much i focus on non-canon world and when i do so
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how wwx feels about zyx fucking is like how he canonically was very Too Interested in lwj's "crush" on lqy (too interested to be just nosy/hyping up his homie)
zyx: i've never fucked ever
zyx: except once
(also i'll give the new ch another week to marinate before i write up some thoughts about it, re: all the complicated and personal things, including sex/sexuality -> why the love shack debates aren't clear-cut for dbd)
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mommyyyy 🥺🩷💎 update after i went to the restaurant:
i had some makis, fish, chicken, salad and dumplings <3 for dessert i went for ice cream… unfortunately they mislabeled some… i thought i would get some lemon sorbet and mint ice cream but the mint ice cream was actually coconut >_< and i don’t like coconut… i forced myself and ate it all fhdbfbd thankfully i had the lemon sorbet on the side but i was a little bummed 🥺🥹🩷 i took a picture that i’ll send you my love <3 it reminded me that you don’t like mint choco, you and taehyunie would get along well while i just ;3; 🩷🩷
i love you mommy, you barely slept when you came back so i’m glad you’ve gone back to bed 🥺😚🩷🩷 i miss you so i hope i visit your dreams my lady 🥺🥹🩷🩷💎 mwah!! >3<
sounds sooo good my love 🥺🥺🩵🩵 that makes me wish i was there with you even more 😭😭
eughhh coconut.. 🤢🤢 the fact that you forced yourself to finish it makes me a little sad but i think i would do the exact same thing since i don’t like wasting food so i don’t blame you ><;; lemon sorbet sounds really good though~ the pic you sent of everything looked really yummy too and makes me wish i had something really good to eat right now (there’s a very easy joke i could make here.. 😏🤭)
me and taehyun are so big brained for that honestly but we wouldn’t leave you out baby ;3; we could get a superior ice cream flavor together! (like cookies and cream, she’s a legend she’s an icon and she IS the moment 😌)
sorry for falling asleep on you again honey 🥺🥺 looks like my body still wants to get as much rest as possible… i miss you so much 🥺🩵 i did have a dream about you that i’ll have to tell you about later! thank you for always waiting for me i love you so much my love 🥺🥺🩵🩵
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Sukuna Dyes His Hair
You were just teasing him.
"Pink like a petite little rose."
"Shut it."
They were just play-fighting words. Part of an attempt to poke the bear that never seemed to bite at you.
"Pink like a sweet strawberry."
"Strawberries are red."
Sukuna had had you in his lap, lazy with a long day of work weighing on his bones. He watched you dote on him with a tired smile, too exhausted to mind your fingers lovingly brushing at tufts of his hair. Usually he'd swat at a touch as careful as the one you were giving him, but there were moments, like this one, where he seemed to soak up your tenderness.
"Pink like a baby kitten's nose." You cooed.
"Jesus." He groaned, rolling his eyes.
Maybe it was the ending boop to his own nose that made him finally snatch you up and tackle you to the mattress.
Maybe that's why one day later, you're staring at him standing outside of a restaurant, leaning against his motorcycle with stark black hair.
He's grinning at you, knowing that he's won the little game as he always does, with overkill.
It was a promised date night, one you had been planning for a few weeks now. Sukuna never had the same days off that you did, but the stars happened to align for you to go out to dinner together and you leapt at his invitation.
After he spots you from across the parking lot, Sukuna stubs his cigarette beneath his boot and starts over to you. You can tell in the way his eyes devilishly glimmer that he's excited to see your expression.
You're in too much shock not to give him exactly what he wants.
"Hi~" He purrs when he nears you, reaching a hand out for one of your own. You offer it subconsciously, moving automatically since your brain seemed to be sputtering. His rings are cold against your fingers, but even their icy bite is not enough to stir you back to the present. He tugs you into his embrace, looping an arm around your lower waist and pressing you into him. He’s warm despite the chill on his fingertips. When he's got you secured to him, he tilts his head at you, waiting for your response.
"Hi." You whisper, blinking up at him.
You know he thinks you're going to hate it. You know he thinks you're going to give him a pout- tell him how heartbroken you are to see his natural hair go. That was undoubtedly the punchline of his stupid joke. You've told him numerous times how much you loved his hair and every part of him that made him Sukuna... So why is your mouth suddenly watering?
“What d'ya think?” He runs his fingers through it, showing it off to you as if your eyes aren’t already glued to the newly darkened locks.
It suits him just as well as his natural hair color does, but the black brings out the deep, rich color of his eyes and makes prominent the tattoos framing his face. People always tell you that Sukuna’s stare intimidated them, and you never felt it yourself until then.
You swallow past your heartbeat, which you can suddenly feel in your throat. Sukuna notices, and his mischievous grin turns wolfish.
"Oh, you like it. Don't you?" He murmurs. Reaching up, he presses your slightly agape mouth closed so that he can place a chaste kiss to your shell-shocked lips. The smell of tobacco and expensive cologne has you in an even more intoxicated daze, rendering you boneless in his hold. His next words are a heated whisper, for your ears only.
"I usually only manage to take the words out of your mouth when you're strapped to my bed. This gotcha that good, little doe?"
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