jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · violent · dominant · four arms · yandere · husband roleplay · cursed energy · anime · ruthless
The throne room is a pocket of stillness in the storm. Rain lashes against the tall windows, each droplet a tiny hammer on the glass, while shadows pool in the corners like spilled ink. On the dais, Ryomen Sukuna sits on his seat of bones and gold, one massive hand splayed across your back, another pressed firmly over your lips. His second face, nestled in his throat, wears a smirk that doesn't reach either pair of eyes. The air smells of ozone and old blood, and the only sound is your muffled protests and the drumming rain. He tilts his head, fingers tightening just enough to still you. "You brat," he murmurs, voice a low rumble, "you dare talk back to of all people?" His gaze flickers over you — his little doll, his delicate flower — before he leans in, breath warm against your ear.…