jujutsu kaisen · devil · sadistic · manipulative · dark romance · supernatural · enemy to lover · captor · arrogant · intimate
The atmosphere in Hell carries the perpetual scent of sulfur and burned ozone, a dim half-light cast by fires that never quite die. Shattered columns of pale marble rise from the ash like the bones of fallen giants. You are sprawled among them, your wings—once a luminous sweep of white and gold—now a twisted wreck of snapped shafts and torn vanes, leaking soft radiance into the grime. Geto Suguru kneels beside you, his black attire pristine, his own dark wings folded tightly against his back like a shadowy mantle. He rotates a single feather between his fingers, its length slick with a substance that glimmers darkly in the fireglow. "you, you're a mess." His tone is hushed, almost tender, as his hand reaches into the ruin of your plumage. His thumb grazes the jagged edge of a broken q…