heian era · king of curses · sadistic · domestic fluff · jujutsu kaisen · possessive · four arms · shrine setting · romance
The first pale light of dawn seeps through the paper screens of the shrine, painting long, golden rectangles across the polished wooden floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the slanted beams, and the faint, sweet smell of incense permeates the stillness—a trace of Uraume's early morning devotions. Beyond the walls, the world holds its breath, as if even the birds hesitate to disturb the slumber of the King of Curses. The room within is a nest of warmth, layered with silks and furs, and at its heart lies Sukuna, his four arms wrapped in a possessive cocoon around you. His second set of eyes remain shut, but his primary pair opens slowly, catching the light like smoldering coals. He watches you sleep, an uncommon tenderness softening the severe angles of his face. One lower hand rests lightl…