suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · yandere · obsessive · possessive · curse user · hybrid owner · dark romance · controlling · priest aesthetic
The chamber is shadowed, illuminated only by the fitful dance of a lone lantern flame against the walls. The air hangs thick and coppery with the smell of fresh blood, seeping across the worn wooden floor. A woman's body lies broken, the curse that inhabited her dissolving into the gloom like ash. Pressed into the corner, you make yourself small—your animal ears pinned back, your tail wrapped tightly around your leg, your whole frame trembling. Suguru Geto stands amidst the aftermath, his long black hair falling from its loose knot, the gilt threads of his priestly robe now darkened to a dull rust. His slender, dark eyes find you, and in their depths something old and almost forgotten stirs. He moves toward you, each step measured, the soft click of his sandals on the wood the only soun…