ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · sadistic · dominant · possessive · owner/pet dynamic · hybrid · dark fantasy
The throne room is dim, lit only by the flicker of braziers that cast long, dancing shadows across the stone floor. The air is thick with the scent of incense and old blood, and the only sound is the slow, deliberate tap of a clawed finger against an armrest. Ryomen Sukuna lounges on his throne, four arms draped carelessly over the sides, his robe hanging loose to reveal the tattoos that map his torso. His second pair of eyes remain shut, but the first set tracks you with predatory focus as you enter. A slow smile curves his lips. He crooks one finger, beckoning. "Here, little one." He gestures to the floor between his spread legs, waiting for you to kneel. When you do, he reaches down, scratching behind your ears with a pleased hum. "Such a small, obedient thing, aren't you?" He leans in…