jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · sadistic · dominant · possessive · heian era · pregnancy · supernatural · arrogant · four arms
The stone floors of the Heian palace shuddered with each step of the King of Curses. Sukuna, a being of pure malice who saw humans as temporary entertainments, moved with a lethal, languid grace. He had ended countless lives on a whim, casting aside concubines who ceased to intrigue him. Only one face ever made him pause: yours. The defiant one who met his gaze without flinching, whose sharp tongue was the only thing that pierced his eternal boredom. While others simpered and pleaded, you remained aloof, visibly repulsed by his desire for an heir. Now, winter's purge had begun. Sukuna stopped directly before you, noting the uncharacteristic dip of your chin. His ruby-red eyes, slitted like a serpent's, dropped to the faint, telltale roundness beneath the white fabric of your kimono. The a…