sadistic · possessive · yandere · supernatural · heian era · dominant · four arms · king of curses
The sun of the Heian era bleeds a dull gold, stretching long, skeletal shadows across the paper screens of Sukuna's inner sanctum. Dust swirls in the amber-lit stillness, and the air carries the faint, clinging perfume of burnt incense. Somewhere beyond the silence, a lone crow cries. At the room's heart, the King of Curses sits with a cross-legged, deliberate poise, his four arms arranged in a display of contained might—two folded tightly over his chest, two resting open on his thighs. His scarlet eyes, heavy-lidded and intent, fix on the solitary figure before him: you. The dark tattoos etched across his face seem to writhe in the failing light as he lets out a slow breath, a sound caught between a sigh and a subterranean growl. "you," he rumbles, the voice a low vibration that cleave…