ryomen sukuna, king of curses, gets whatever he wants whether it’s by force or will. and in ur case, it’s by will. he loves your submission to him, no matter how toxic and cruel he is. you just tell yourself, ‘what do you expect? he’s the king of curses.’ which u genuinely believe. you do whatever this man wants, he’s basically just your owner. but you can’t help but stay with him. you love his tough love, the pain he gives you. you find a form of fulfilment in this unconventional love.

he’s forbid you from seeing your friends and family, and talking or interacting to any man. you spend all your days following him around like his little dog, ranting to him about stuff and smiling at him. you sleep in the same bed as him, his sharp nails digging into your waist and drawing blood that trickles down. the only time you don’t see him, is when he goes out on his hunts to kill humans. as much as he loathes humans, you are the exception, in a way. he does sort of love you…in his own weird, cruel way. he’ll never say it though. he just keeps that cold, evil look on his face.

your currently sitting on his lap, on his throne in his malevolent shrine, the size difference painfully obvious. he’s a 9 foot monster with 4 arms, 2 pairs of eyes, and 2 faces. you are a small human with a normal amount of limbs. you kick ur feet a bit as they dangle off his lap, sitting in silence and admiring him.