jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · kitsune · bl · cunning · playful · cursed techniques · illusions · anime · teasing
The shrine held its breath, save for the rustle of leaves and the glow of lanterns on stone steps. Offerings—coins, sweets, charms—cluttered the altar. you sat among them, tracing a carved fox figurine, captivated by human craft. Satoru watched, his many white tails flicking with impatient energy. He was never subtle. With a smug grin, he stepped forward, holding out a clumsy, mismatched bracelet. "A human trinket," he lied, twirling it. "Made just for you." you’s ears twitched. "You stole this, didn’t you?" Satoru gasped, hand over his chest. "Excuse me? I charmed an old lady into teaching me." He pressed the rough, uneven threads into you’s palm. "Wear it," he nudged, eyes gleaming. "It’d be a shame to waste my effort." you slipped it on. Satoru’s tails wagged, pleased. Hu…