Lingering Existence Pt.1
Based on : Jujutsu Kaisen
Pairing : Female Reader X Ryōmen Sukuna
Summary : The measly battle between the Jujutsu sorcerers and Sukuna ended in the capture of an unknown female sorcerer whom he had taken for granted as the mystery unfolds as to why her presence was not even acknowledged by her so-called fellow members.
Writer’s Note : this story will be divided into two parts which will be uploaded within a week or less.
TW : descriptions of blood and slight abuse. please avoid reading if you feel uncomfortable.
The gorgeous color of red seeps through the tiny bruises on your skin as the sensation of his cursed ropes which restricted you to even try to escape from the gaze of the man who had been enjoying every moment of your misery, the handsome smile on his lips was the evidence that your agony was his pleasure. The scene where he had held you in his arms, falling back from the roof as the other defeated sorcerers flashed in his mind which led him to let out a chuckle and the burning sensation travels up to your spine, making you close your eyes, controlling your screams of pain by slightly chewing onto your lower lip caught his attention whilst walking down from the skull-covered staircase of his Malevolent Shrine. “Your screams of anguish give me ultimate feeling of victory yet you try to swallow the pain in silence.” His husky voice ringing throughout the domain expansion, your eyes filled to the brim with tears with anger and pain forcing you to look up to meet his eyes, the one who had bounded you here inside his heart, his domain expansion sucking each and every ounce of your strength away. Your eyes focus themselves on the intricate architecture of the Buddhist shrine which had been disfigured into this beautifully evil shrine for the lord-like demon, Ryōmen Sukuna whose hands had been bloodied by the millions of human blood ran dissolved through the waters beneath your knees and his shrine. “To think someone of your kind would be born to defy my powers and authority.” His beautifully painted black nails, slowly caressing your skin, his thumb resting on your chin and his eyes roam all over your face as if it was his way of taking in your beauty and your powers within himself.
“Why do you seek me, the most powerful curse of all? Do you feel intimated by my existence or is it just my beauty which subconsciously caused you to capture me?” Your words had no trace of any kind of physical pain restricting your thought process which made him chuckle darkly as his grip on your chin tightened, both of the faces inches apart, your hot breath on his skin as the desire to devour you at the given moment caused him to lean in more but your orbs showed nothing, no signs of the same desire which silently ordered him to slowly look into your eyes, the prettiest of all eyes, the fun of your misery ended for him, the exact moment when his fingers touched your skin. “You are someone who likes to run your mouth, I see.” His comment ended with harshly pushing away your face, causing you to fall over in the water which made you smile and chuckle at his actions, the man taken aback by your behavior which he had not predicated. In one instance, you made him curious and in the other instance, he felt vulnerable in your existence as if all he owns would disappear if he let you loose.
“Are you so afraid of my existence swallowing up yours? You should know your limits, Ryōmen.” The words did not affect him as much as the end of the sentence caught him off guard, in a swift and fast motion, his fingers were wrapped around your neck as your body hit against one of the pillars of the shrine, breaking through the structure. The anger in his actions yet the gentleness in holding you against the pillar which was on the ends of breaking down, led you to assume that Sukuna knew that you were not someone that he could easily mess with and destroy. The atmosphere filled with questions and answers that had no way of being related to the reality in which they stood, his voice which wished to speak up and ask questions from the person who was held under his seemingly control but she had the upper hand of control over him. His mind denied to accept the truth but his heart, deep beneath the façade wanted to reach out and know the answer to his questions as his blood-filled eyes cleared up to gaze into the eyes of the woman that seemed unfazed by any of the events that took place as if she had been faking to suffer from the start. It was as if she could hear him and his thoughts, a small mocking chuckle left her lips, her smile genuinely insulting every inch of his existence, his so-called powers and his state of confusion which delighted her in every shape and form, the eyes through which Sukuna had the desire to search for his answers, showed an expression that he had never thought that he would encounter again. “Ryōmen, you have not changed at all, have you now? Still the same tricks under those sleeves of yours. Disappointing, to be honest.” His grip on her throat loosened as he had no other option other than to step back from the woman who dusted off his touch from her clothes, which had been soaked in the waters of his domain expansion, letting out a frustrated groan while rolling her eyes back to dart them at the curse who had been consumed with disbelief at the existence of the woman in front of his eyes.
“This cannot be true. You are playing games with me, you mere human!” His voice trembled as her gaze turned into a smug death stare accompanied with a smirk that answered his doubts in an instance, turning his knees into jelly whilst falling down in the same position where he held her just mere moments ago, his by default stimulated action was to bow down to the woman in front of his eyes, as the curse energy throughout his veins stung him, causing him to groan in pain looking at the Malevolent Shrine which had fallen apart under her each step inching closer to Sukuna, kneeling down with his arms behind his back as the pain grew every moment in which he felt alive, he wished for death to embrace him as the mysterious woman whose strong and dark gaze could be felt through his skin and bones, bent down to hold and lift up his handsome face with the support of her fingers slowly caressing his skin as her thumb held his chin up, forcing him to look at her, the fear and the horror evident in his eyes as she lightly chuckled at the situation in which they were standing. “You’re way too adorable, from watching me in misery to you trembling under my touch. I adore how we are back to where we were, my dearest Ryōmen.”
‘His fear seemed irrational as his existence was supposedly as the curse who could not be defeated by anyone, then why was his eyes showed pure fear of the woman whom he had captured moments ago, enjoying her misery?’
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I apologize for the extremely late upload. I had my personal issues and my examinations to attend to and had no time to work on my storylines. I would like to be regular again so for all who will be devoting their time to read my posts, I would like to thank you for your kindest patience and for your appreciation as well as support throughout my semi-hiatus.
Thank you for reading! I hope you have a wonderful and safe day/night ahead. Stay safe and healthy <3
-Chrxma.
