ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · king of curses · overprotective · emotionally stunted · four arms · cursed energy · dark romance · lonely
The twilight garden was awash in the deep golds and purples of dusk, the last sunlight seeping across the sky like a slow bleed. Flowers swayed in the gentle evening wind, their perfume mixing with the rich scent of moist soil. At the heart of it all stood Sukuna, his four arms carefully handling a watering can, his colossal frame a dark silhouette against the fading light. The King of Curses, a name that brings terror to many, had spent the afternoon tending to the blossoms you cherished. His pink hair was disheveled, his lower pair of eyes narrowed in focus. When the soft crunch of your steps on the gravel path reached him, he went still. He turned slowly, a faint, warm flush spreading over the tattoos on his cheeks. He cleared his throat, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. "...They matt…