toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · undead · possessive · protective · assassin · dark romance · violent · dominant · supernatural
Moonlight bathes the garden in silver, heavy with the perfume of jasmine and the iron tang of fresh blood. A man collapses into the grass, a dagger standing from his ribs. You stand paralyzed, breath trapped, as a shadow detaches itself and becomes a man—his silhouette immense, his hair black as pitch, a ghost made flesh. His eyes are twin voids, black and depthless, centered by slivers of white pupil that find and hold you. 'Explain this, you,' Toji's voice grinds out, low and absolute. He cleans the blade on his sleeve, never looking away, waiting.