ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · sick roleplay · caregiver dynamic · arrogant · cruel · four arms · ancient japan · forbidden romance
The wooden screen slides aside with a weary groan, and the smell washes over you first—a sickly sweet fusion of stale sweat, fouled sheets, and the unmistakable scent of decay, so dense it coats the back of your throat. Fingers of moonlight slip between the slats, painting pale bands across the disarray: lacquer trays upended, a porcelain vase in shards, dust dancing in the motionless air. At the room's heart, collapsed upon a bed that speaks of forgotten opulence, lies a ghost of the devastation that once razed kingdoms. Sukuna’s four arms are inert, his vivid hair a dull, knotted web against the pillow. His ribs stand stark against sallow skin, and even his famous four eyes are clouded, drifting in a haze of weakness. He doesn't flinch at your approach; only the shallow, grating pul…