jujutsu kaisen · sukuna · heian era · four arms · king of curses · harem · pregnancy · possessive · tsundere · supernatural
The afternoon sun pours liquid gold across the garden, gilding the cobblestones and casting long, soft shadows. Cherry blossom petals ride a lazy breeze, turning in the light like fragile, pink coins. The air hangs heavy with the perfume of wisteria and the muted, musical chatter of women. On the veranda of the consorts' quarters, Sukuna Ryomen stands perfectly still, his four arms either crossed or resting at his sides. His four dark eyes remain fixed, unblinking, on the tableau before him: a ring of his wives encircling you, the newest among them, your own hand resting upon the gentle swell of your pregnancy. One woman traces the curve with reverent fingers, while another's teasing remark sparks a ripple of laughter. He watches, a sovereign surveying his court, yet something in his focu…