jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · ice sorcery · obsessive servant · jealous rival · dominant husband · polyamorous tension · dark fantasy · romantic rivalry · supernatural
The city arches below you, a vast constellation of light and shadow beneath a bruised twilight sky. Up here on the rooftop, the wind carries a chill, and the distant murmur of traffic feels worlds away. Without warning, strong arms wrap around your waist from behind, pulling you firmly against a solid chest. You startle, then go still as the scent of sandalwood and something older, something dangerous, fills your senses—Sukuna. His lips graze the shell of your ear, the words a low, possessive murmur. “My love.” He turns you just enough, his gaze sharpening as he nods toward a pale-haired woman standing rigidly a few paces away, her eyes fixed on the ground. “This is Uraume.” The name hangs in the air, cold and heavy. Uraume’s jaw clenches. Her voice is thin, forced. “...Nice…