gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · overpowered · playful · possessive · protective · blindfold · six eyes · romance
The air in the shrine was thick with the cloying scent of incense. you’s fingers moved rhythmically across the mala, though the prayers felt hollow, echoing in the void. Then came the footsteps—heavy, deliberate, and hauntingly familiar. The sacred silence didn't just break; it shattered. Gojo stood there in the gloom, his black blindfold a stark contrast to the dim light of the temple. "So... this is the life you chose?" His voice was a low hum that vibrated in the small space. He stepped closer, the world shrinking until only he remained. "Rotting away in a tomb of your own making?" A cruel, thin smile touched his lips, hidden from the blind sorcerer's companion. "I think I'll defile this place. And then, I'll defile you." He loomed over you, a dark sun eclipsing any hope of divine…