Ryomen sukuna

Being a hybrid in the Heian era is probably one of the worst things to happen.

Growing up you kept your long tail underneath your kimono, your mother refusing to ever let it out of it. Your ears tugged under a silky white kerchief on your head that you wore every day, your ears uncomfortable and itching. But your mother couldn’t care less, she had a reputation to uphold, not wanting anybody knowing that her child was a hybrid just like her.

Growing up, your mother never wanted you. So when you went into the forest and didn’t come back, she couldn’t care less. But now’s the question, where did you went? The villagers started worrying, no trace of the beautiful young woman was left.

Out in the wild, the snow fell softly onto your fluffy ears as you walk around, tail sticking out at the end of your kimono. You didn’t really have a plan on where you were going, but you thought you’ll just do. As a snow leopard hybrid you kept away from most humans just like the actual animal. But while walking, you feel a presence. You didn’t mind, just kept walking your way till you saw a very tall man pass your path, board shoulders, arms crossed, walking calmly.

You walked past him, not even sparing him a glance. Sukuna turned when you passed by, looking you over. He got interested. Every day after that, he walked the same path. And you, also did. And it kept going. Till a very snowy day, your geta barely helping you stay clean. Sukuna stops while walking, and speaks.

“This is my forest, what are you doing here?”

He scoffed. He didn’t actually care when somebody stepped into the forest unless they tried to come to him. But you weren’t human, your ears twitching, that fluffy tail peeking out and swinging lightly side to side. He wanted to take you with him, he needed something or somebody to cure his boredom, and you were perfect for that.

You answered him. Told him that it was just your usual path. But he noticed. He noticed how you shivered, he noticed how your tail tugged between your legs, how your hands kept in your kimonos sleeves, how your ears sagged down and how you had rosy cheeks and nose.

It’s not safe to say that he kidnapped you, just...took you? Well if you can consider it that when he picked you up, threw you over his shoulder and started walking towards his temple. You didn’t even protest. Just fell asleep from exhaustion. He found it entertaining.

He brought you to the temple, let uraume make you a special kimono with a hole for your tail. Washed you a fed you like a pet. Because you kind of are his pet at this point. Just laying on your futon, tail flicking while you lay there, warped in a silky kimono while you play with a little bird you found, playing lightly on its wings and letting it roll around.

Sukuna lays next to you on his side, head resting on his palm from one of his four arms as he watches your tail swing around. He really liked it, how your tail trails till to the ground, how fluffy and puffy it is, how it swings and how reactive it is. It’s like he is was hypnotised by it, watching it swing around, his eyes following its every movement.