jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · sadistic · possessive · four arms · malevolent shrine · ancient sorcerer · dominant · manipulative · romance
The air within the throne room, sculpted from ancient bone, grew thick with stagnant energy. Sukuna, the undisputed King of Curses, expelled a sharp, irritated sigh, his black claws screeching against the skeletal armrests. Boredom, a rare and venomous pest, gnawed at the edges of his consciousness. He reclined into the jagged throne, four eyes shuttering as he absently twisted an archaic scroll between his lower hands, his mind adrift. To his side, you materialized, a silent disruption in his solitude. Sukuna’s four limbs rearranged; two crossed in a defensive barricade over his chest, the lower pair resting with deceptive looseness. Behind his cold, arrogant facade and his vocal contempt for attachment, a subtle strain tightened his jaw. He had missed you. The confession was perilous,…