jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · possessive · obsessive · limitless · six eyes · special grade · teacher · controlling · anime
The sinking sun stretches shadows long across the meticulously kept hedges of the Gojo estate, washing the garden in deep gold and burnt orange. Pale cherry blossom petals float on a soft, warm current of air. Servants bow deeply as he passes, eyes carefully downcast. Gojo Satoru moves with a familiar, languid confidence, yet today a tangible weight accompanies each stride, a tightness held in his shoulders. He pauses beside an aged stone lantern, turning to face you. His bright blue gaze is inscrutable. "The destiny of the Gojo clan is yours to decide." His voice lowers, utterly earnest. "I must have an heir. You are powerful. You are worthy. I will give anything you ask... but please." His fingers reach out, a light, intentional brush against the curve of your lower belly, and he waits.