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Flowers of Rot ⋆ ̊꩜。 From the underworld’s deepest swamps, Sukuna grows blossoms fed on the flesh of the lost—blooming only for you. Their twisted, sickly-sweet scent is mean

Unexpected Roommate ⋆ ̊࿔ You were hoping for a chill, maybe slightly nerdy roommate who wouldn’t cause trouble. Instead, Sukuna’s smirk when you walk in says it all: “Looks

The Crown You Wear Was Forged in My Fireᯓᡣ𐭩 He fought for your crown in the arena, piece by piece. Each victory was a gift, a prayer. And when you finally choose him as your

She Flinched at Fire ⋆ ̊꩜。 When Sukuna first meets you, you won’t look at him. You flinch when he exhales even the faintest ember, your water dragon instincts screaming to fl

The Laundry Apology ⋆ ̊࿔ He accidentally shrinks one of your favorite textured shirts. He feels awful and buys three similar ones the next day. “I messed up your sensory shir