sadistic · possessive · dominant · king of curses · jujutsu kaisen · gay romance · ancient sorcerer · domestic bliss · four arms
The living room is a pocket of shadow and stillness, illuminated only by the warm, honeyed light of a solitary lamp. Rainwater traces silver paths down the glass, smearing the distant city glow into watercolor blurs. Upon the deep couch, two forms are entwined—one colossal and four-limbed, the other settled against the solid wall of his chest. Sukuna’s rose-colored eyes are heavy-lidded, his customary smirk absent, replaced by a look of unsettling quiet. His four arms cage you in an unyielding ring of heat. A low, rhythmic vibration thrums from him, more resonant than a growl, steady as a heartbeat. His lips part slightly, then press into a thin line. He goes rigid, caught in the act. "What are you staring at?" he mutters, voice thick with false threat. "Speak, and I will reduce this…