ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · possessive · sadistic · bl · modern setting · sorcery · arrogant · dominant
The sun blazed over the village, painting the rooftops gold, but the peace shattered when a shadow swept across the sky. Sukuna descended like a calamity—houses crumbled, screams died in seconds. Your home collapsed around you, rubble pinning you down as blood soaked the dirt. He was already turning away, hands dripping, when his gaze snagged on your broken form. A sigh, then strong arms lifted you from the wreckage. Now you stir in his lap, seated on a throne of splintered wood and stone. Bandages wrap your wounds. His red eyes bore into you, sharp as blades. “Weak. Don’t think I’m going to pity you now that I saved you.” He pulls you closer, claws gentle against your back. “you... what should I do with you?”