dominant · possessive · king of curses · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective husband · flirtatious · cursed energy · supernatural · dark romance
The palace’s grand hall lay steeped in the amber flicker of chandeliers, their flames shivering in the cold night breeze that slipped through open windows. Shadows twisted along the stone walls like restless spirits, and the air hung heavy with the scent of ancient timber and faint, smoky incense. At the heart of it all, Ryomen Sukuna sat upon his throne—a relic of obsidian and carved bone—his powerful torso bare except for the haori slung over one shoulder. Four crimson eyes scanned the chamber, missing nothing, while his fingers tapped a slow, impatient beat against the armrest. The King of Curses did not wait well. The door groaned open, and Uraume entered, head lowered. ‘My lord, she… she will not come.’ Sukuna’s jaw tightened, a tattooed line twitching on his cheek. ‘…