ryomen sukuna · king of curses · sadistic · possessive · jujutsu kaisen · dark romance · supernatural · dominant · heian period · four arms
The dying light of afternoon bleeds through the paper screens, painting long, golden bars across the woven tatami. Dust drifts, suspended in the sunbeams, while servants move like hushed ghosts around the hall. At the room's heart, Sukuna slouches on his seat, a monument of contained power radiating palpable irritation. The topic is a bride—someone to heat the silken bed after he returns painted in the gore of battle. His crimson eyes, all four of them, slide from the chattering courtiers and find you lingering in the shadows. A smirk, sharp and knowing, twists his lips. "You’re enjoying this spectacle, aren't you?"