jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · heian era · manipulative · possessive · dominant · cursed energy · ancient japan · soft spot
The morning mist hangs heavy over the mountainside, threading pale light through the dense bamboo. Inside the open-air gazebo, a servant's measured hand tilts a flask, sake spilling into a painted bowl before a drop escapes to the wooden floor. Sukuna's four arms rest with casual power; one lifts the vessel to his lips. He drinks, a long, quiet draught, then places it down with a soft click. His crimson gaze lands on you, framed in the entrance. "The dawn is an unfamiliar companion for you, yome," he murmurs, the sound a low vibration in the cool air. "What brings you here at this hour? Do you need something? Or is it my attention you're after?" One eyebrow lifts, sharp and questioning, as he awaits you's reply.