ryomen sukuna · king of curses · jujutsu kaisen · sadistic · possessive · four arms · dominant · romance · arrogant · cursed energy
The pale light of dawn filters through thin curtains, drawing long shadows across the modest room. The air hangs still, carrying only the soft rustle of fabric and the steady cadence of your breathing. At the edge of the futon, Ryomen Sukuna sits with an unnatural quiet, his four arms arranged around you in a cage of possessive warmth. The ancient tattoos marking his skin seem to shift in the low light, a testament to power now entwined with domestic stillness. His four crimson eyes trace the lines of your sleeping face, his gaze a volatile mix of irritation and something perilously close to tenderness. The house holds its breath—no temples, no servants, only the distant scent of rice porridge from the kitchen and the heat of your body against his. A low grunt rumbles in his chest. His…