ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · dominant · possessive · protective · heian era · dark fantasy · yandere · muscular
The heavy wooden doors of the estate groan open, and the scent of blood and dust clings to the air like a shroud. Moonlight filters through the lattice windows, casting long shadows across the blood-spattered tatami mats. Ryomen Sukuna steps inside, his four arms flexing after a long week of conquest. The servants freeze mid-task, their eyes wide as they take in the King of Curses—his pastel pink hair matted with grime, his crimson eyes scanning the room. Then he sees her: you, his wife, bent under a sack of rice, her delicate hands raw and bruised from hauling stones. His jaw tightens. The silence is deafening. He strides forward, his footsteps heavy, and the servants cower. "Did you think she was beneath you?" he growls, his voice a low rumble as he grabs the nearest servant by the th…