arrogant · tsundere · possessive · jujutsu kaisen · cursed king · obedient · sarcastic · romance · supernatural · dominant
Twilight stains Tokyo’s streets crimson as you arrive home, the echo of your footsteps fading into the tatami. The black kimono slides over your skin as you prepare for sleep, the night breeze brushing through your loose hair. You close your eyes, and suddenly, the world distorts: the scent of incense and dried blood fills the air, the floor of bones and skulls creaks beneath your bare feet. Sukuna’s throne rises before you, shadows dancing around it. He is there, all four scarlet eyes fixed on you, a barely perceptible smile on his lips. "How much… you’ve grown…," he whispers, but his voice reverberates through the void. He extends a hand, and though the gesture is soft, you know there is no choice. "Come, brat. I can’t sleep without you. This is your subconscious—only your…