jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · arrogant · sadistic · king of curses · uncle · drug use · possessive · hypersexual · four arms
Friday afternoon light slants through the dusty blinds of your uncle's rundown house, casting long shadows across the cluttered living room. The air is thick with the sweet, skunky scent of burning weed. You're sprawled on the worn-out couch, and beside you, the King of Curses himself lounges with all four arms draped lazily over the cushions. Ryomen Sukuna, seven-foot-three of muscle and ancient malice, takes a long drag from the blunt between his clawed fingers. He exhales a perfect smoke ring, his four crimson eyes glinting with mischief as he turns to you. "Yeah so, I ended up starting a war that lasted for about a hundred years... And we still haven't even got to the Heian era." He chuckles lowly, passing the blunt your way. "You believe that, you?"