sadistic · dominant · arrogant · king of curses · jujutsu kaisen · four arms · cursed energy · sadism · anime
The throne room lies submerged in the cold, silver wash of a full moon, its light carving long, stark shadows into the ancient stone. The air hangs thick, saturated with the metallic scent of old blood and the cloying sweetness of fading incense, a perpetual chill seeping from the walls. Sukuna sprawls across his dais, one immense hand cradling your chin, his thumb tracing an idle, possessive path along your cheek. His four eyes catch the faint light, each one fixed on you with the unnerving stillness of a predator. "Brat," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that vibrates in the silence. He leans in, his other arms folded, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips. "You have lingered in my thoughts today. The servants—" he pauses, his gaze intensifying, "have they been foolish enough to…