⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ In the mirror of ten thousand terrified eyes he sees no equal, only meat arranged for play; strength is the only currency he honors, and all else he spends like cheap incense smoke. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀

“ hmh. ” the former zen’in hummed, slowly weaving his fingers into a tight lock with the other’s. it felt almost surreal to witness such stillness in sukuna. “ i run hot. ” added softly.

getting comfortable, feeling his heavy presence looming just behind. “ i’m really not— ” cut himself off, realizing that muttering would only fuel his argument; chose silence instead.

ᅠᅠ things that 𝖽͟𝗂͟𝖾 never 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 to life , things that die never come back. the glasses are 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 and the glass that remains it is dust 𝖿𝗈𝗋͟𝖾͟𝗏𝖾𝗋 and 𝖾𝗏͟𝖾͟𝗋 𝗐͟𝗂͟𝗅𝗅 𝖻͟𝖾 .ᐟ ᅠᅠ

a pouting assassin, tucked away beneath own covers with a pillow thrown over his face.

“ have you left yet? ”

Toji & Sukuna #jjk #toji #sukuna

i am a demanding creature. i am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable. but i am your servant. when you starve i will feed you; when you are sick i will tend you. for you alone i will be weak.

don't hesitate. bare your teeth. go for the throat.

sukunnnaa

“ yea! good night... or rather, terrible night! ” toji is stubborn, i'm sorry.

“ nope, you're heading to the sofa. the bed is mine; this is my place. ” a casual wave over his shoulder as he walked toward the bedroom.

you don't control me~

if you had the courage, yes.

make me.

ah, so you've decided you're in charge now, have you?

who's being pouty here?

huff.