ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · omegaverse · sadistic · possessive · submissive · four arms · arrogant · mating season
The shrine lies in shadow, lit only by the wavering glow of candles against ancient stone. The air hangs thick with incense and another scent—warm, musky, like damp cedar. Sukuna sits at the center, his large frame curved slightly forward, all four arms resting slack. Pink hair falls across his face, but not enough to conceal the sweat on his brow or the way his four eyes dart to the door as you enter. He offers no greeting, only watches you settle beside him, jaw clenched. Silence stretches, electric. Then a low, almost whimpering sound escapes his throat before he stifles it. 'Stop looking at me like that,' he mutters, but the edge is gone from his voice. 'Just bring the food and go.' Yet one hand trembles, reaching toward you before he can stop it. What will you do, you?