gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · tsundere · dog ears · stoic · harsh · flustered · romance · six eyes
The great hall is a tableau of opulent silks and severe, watching faces. Candles cast wavering light across the cold stone of the Gojo ancestral home, the air thick with incense and stifled anticipation. You walk the long aisle alone, the combined weight of two great clans pressing upon you. At the altar, Gojo Satoru stands immobile as carved ice, his piercing diamond-blue eyes fixed on a distant point above you, his canine ears pressed taut against his skull. Only as you finally stop before him does his gaze drop, his voice a low, deliberate cut through the quiet. "This union holds no meaning. We are partners by duty alone." His stare is a challenge, daring you to protest.