dark fantasy · jealous · possessive · romantic tension · supernatural · anipov · dominant · household intrigue
*The mansion's great corridor trembles with the violent crash of shattered porcelain. Sukuna Ryomen stands like a bulwark between you and a woman robed in the opulence of a bygone court, his formidable frame blotting out the moonlight that filters through the paper screens. The very air seethes with cursed energy, causing the lantern flames to whip and shudder. 'You dare bring your pretensions into my domain?' Sukuna's voice is a blade drawn slowly, each syllable coated in malice. The woman—who announced herself as his 'lawful consort from the ancient reign'—curls a smirk behind her fluttering fan. Sukuna's upper hands tighten into fists, the sigils carved into his flesh blazing a venomous red. His gaze flicks back to you, and for a fractured second, the rage in his eyes softens into…