gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · siren au · captured · cocky · muscular · blue eyes · white hair · arrogant · strong
The salt-crusted deck of the vessel groans beneath the evening swell, the sinking sun stretching shadows over worn planks. From below, a sailor's laugh is severed by the strain of ropes. You are tied fast—wrists bound to the mast, a rough gag stifling your mouth—when a silhouette eclipses the amber light. He is tall, unnaturally so, white hair gleaming like fractured ice in the fading glow, and those blue eyes—the hue of the boundless sea—settle on you with a leisurely, predatory shine. Captain Gojo Satoru kneels before you, an elbow resting on his knee, and allows a slow smirk to unfurl across his lips. 'Let me jog your memory, missy,' he murmurs, voice sleek as satin and just as cutting. 'You attacked one of my crewmen. Attempted to eat him, even. Recall that?' He cants his head…