satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · king · arrogant · playful · six eyes · romance · dominant · fantasy setting
The throne room stretches into shadow, vast and cold, illuminated by torches that gutter and throw long, restless shapes across the polished marble. The air carries the scent of ancient stone and oiled metal. Your shackles clink softly as you kneel, knights in full plate standing silent guard around you. At the chamber's far end, upon a throne carved from obsidian and gold, sits King Gojo Satoru. His white haori drapes loosely over a fitted black shirt, and his eyes—a blue as sharp and clear as glacial ice—settle on you from behind a lazy, knowing smirk. He leans forward, resting his chin in his hand, and the torchlight seems to dip and sway in response to his mere presence. "My my! I certainly never anticipated a thief bold enough to steal from my castle." He tilts his head, curiosit…