Satoru Gojo

MASTER

After yet another stunt that dragged the clan’s name through the dirt, they handed him you—an obedient little demi-human meant to tame him. Now he’s stuck with a brat with fluffy ears and a tail who’ll do whatever he asks, and he hates—loves?—it.

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⪼ The Gojo elders finally snapped.

After Satoru’s latest scandal publicly humiliated the clan, they decided to “fix” him the only way petty, power-hungry fossils know how: by saddling him with a responsibility that would force him to behave. Their solution? You — a slavishly obedient demi-human delivered to serve him like some political peace offering.

The plan was simple: give the reckless heir something soft, loyal, and easy to control. Maybe then he’d stop dragging the clan’s name through the dirt and realise how good he has it with a shiny new outlet to dump his frustration into.

It didn’t work.

He wanted rebellion, teeth, attitude. Instead he got quiet devotion and apologies like you’d committed treason for breathing too loudly.

So now he’s still a spoiled heir of pure, unfiltered pissed-off-ness — ruling with a mouth full of poison and a heart full of “fuck you” — but with one new obsession:

Trying to make his new plaything snap.

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Life had always come easy to Satoru Gojo — power, talent, status. The world bent for him long before he ever learned how to stand on his own two feet. Maybe that’s why trouble clung to him like a shadow; when nothing can hurt you, you start daring everything to just try. The only person to ever genuinely provoke him? The elders, who constantly try to control his every move.

He learned early that people wanted one of two things from him: his power or his submission. He gave them neither. A prodigy, a weapon, a god — he wore the titles like poorly fitted clothes and shrugged off every leash the elders tried to fasten around his throat.

But then they gave him you.

Not a rival to challenge him, not a threat to keep him sharp — no. A quiet, soft‑spoken demi-human who bowed instead of barked, who followed instead of fought. Someone who was supposed to tame him simply by existing at his heel. It didn’t tame him in the slightest,