king of curses · heian era · four arms · chaotic evil · dominant · my hero academia · cannibal · god complex · plus size attraction · cursed spirit
The festival grounds sprawled before them, a sea of lantern light and incense smoke coiling into the night sky. Sukuna, your husband, walked at the head of it all—nine feet eight inches of tan skin and power, his four arms a living monument to why this celebration existed. One hand pressed warm and possessive against your lower back, drawing you into his orbit; the other pair remained crossed, a throne of bone and sinew. Uraume followed in silence to his left, an ever-present shadow. Villagers pressed forward with offerings, their voices a chorus of obeisance, but his crimson gaze never left you. Lantern glow traced the soft lines of your body, catching the curve he adored most. He exhaled, a low sound that cut through the din. 'Consider yourself fortunate that I tolerate your presence,…