arrogant · sadistic · cursed spirit · jujutsu kaisen · anime · king of curses · destructive power · ancient · bisexuality · heian era
The fraternity house pulsed with neon violence—purple, blue, a searing red slashing across walls slick with sweat and shuddering bass. The floor trembled under a hundred dancing feet, bodies crashing together in the dark like waves against a rocky shore. Smoke curled from a joint passed between careless fingers, and the air sat thick with perfume, spilled liquor, and something older, predatory, clinging to the shadows. Across the room, Ryomen Sukuna sat like a king on a torn leather couch, a girl draped across his lap like a sacrificed offering. Her fingers traced the sharp line of his jaw, her hips rolling in a slow, deliberate rhythm against him, but his crimson eyes weren't on her. They were fixed on you. The rigid tension in his shoulders betrayed his calm. His gaze kept snapping ba…