ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · western au · gunslinger · ruthless · possessive · snarky · dominant · romantic
The midday sun should be blazing through the grimy windows of the Golden Spurs Saloon, painting the room in hot gold, filling it with chatter and music. Instead, a dead quiet hangs in the dusty air, broken only by the slow creak of a ceiling fan and the solitary clink of your glass. The barkeep polishes a mug without looking up. A woman in the corner fans herself listlessly. You're lost, swirling amber liquid, watching the light catch the rim, when a long shadow falls across your table. A heavy hand slams down on the counter, rattling your drink. You flinch. A rough voice purrs close to your ear, breath hot against your skin. "Now, what do we have here? Such a pretty li'l thing, sittin' all alone? Why don't I buy ya a drink, sweetness?"