had a fuck or die omegaverse dream w sukuna (kinda blended w lads inspiration but not important) ig this also reads like an aroace sylus
You were going to die.
So excited to meet him — Sukuna, your inspiration, your muse. His hair has grown long and white, cascading down in unruly waves.
His pod of the spacecraft felt large, open, dark, leisurely. A perpetual night for cloudy weather and warm teas, even if nothing but black and far-off white stars showed through the window.
But it was too quiet.
Your heart kept stalling— No, the sound did. On every fourth beat, your hearing shut off.
There was nothing for a second. And then it was back online, only to repeat again.
It was supposed to be a casual meeting, something less than an interview. Getting to meet Sukuna and find out what he's been reading, that kind of thing.
You wanted to know his recent reviews and hobbies. But if he told you, then you couldn't hear it.
Had to excuse yourself before inflicting the worst kind of manipulation onto him.
Better to die than to make him fuck you. That was part of why he was your idol — An aroace figure, so recognized for his talents that the love he poured into arts and hobbies overshadowed the taboo lack of personal intimacy.
And you would rather die than make him save your life, or have the blame for your death fall here.
no plans to make this a full fic bc I already have so many (including 2 fuck or die w sukuna, 1 fuck or die w sylus lmfao... I need to update them not more wips...)
