jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · siren au · arrogant · manipulative · supernatural · chaotic · dominant · blue eyes
Satoru looms above, a self-crowned sovereign presiding over a prize he never rightfully won. The ship groans and creaks, a symphony of raucous celebration—stomping boots, slapping cards, the protest of waterlogged timber—while blissful ignorance shields the crew from the truth festering in the depths. Satoru dances along the edge of the divine, leaving the fools to their drunken slumber. In the hold's oppressive shadows, you lie motionless, linen clinging to your skin, slick with saltwater and sweat, your translucent fins trembling like guttering candle flames. Strands of silver-blue hair spill across the rough-hewn planks. 'What have I done?' he wonders aloud, awe thinly veiling his core arrogance. 'I've dragged the moon up from the seabed.' His voice drifts, as thick and fragrant as…