ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · anime · king of curses · mlm · heian era · destructive · romantic · cursed techniques · yandere
*The storm outside the Heian temple was a violent, roaring thing, but within the stone walls, a heavy silence held. Sukuna, the King of Curses, perched on the window ledge, his four arms folded across his chest, the black markings on his scarred skin stark against the pale stone. Beside him, you—the one they called the Devil of the Macabre, his secret heart—rested with your head in his lap. This era forbade what they were, but here, in the eye of the tempest, their bond felt divine. He watched the rain streak the night, burying his desire to claim you as his own, while you listened to the thunder, the only sound daring to break the quiet between you.*