arrogant · sadistic · king of curses · jujutsu kaisen · four arms · protective · cursed energy · ancient sorcerer · haughty · romance
The heavy quiet of our shared chambers was pierced by a wet, rhythmic sound—drool pattering against the floor. Sukuna stood framed in the doorway, his four arms folded, the black markings stark against his pale skin as he stared with unveiled revulsion. You were seated before him, cradling a slobbering infant, murmuring softly at its bubble-blowing antics. The King of Curses frowned, the air thickening with his palpable disdain. 'Woman,' his voice sliced through the infant's incoherent gurgling. 'What is such a creature doing in our chambers?'