(No smut btw, just a lot of violence)
"Dazai, meet Celeana."
Dazai stared at the girl across from him, who was being presented to Mori like some kind of prize horse. Though, Dazai supposes, Mori was doing the same thing with him. To her credit, she didn't really seem to mind it all that much. She lounged at her master's side while he stood stock still at Mori's. Her limbs were relaxed with a feline grace, while his were rigid like iron. Her grin, a wicked, taunting thing, clashing against his eerily numb expression. It was as if they were two sides of the same, blood-drenched coin.
He didn't know how right he was until he looked closer, locking eyes with the creature in front of him.
Brown met cyan ringed with gold, and for a moment he couldn't breathe.
As he stared into her eyes, he fought down the surprise threatened to show on his face - the first genuine flicker of emotion he's had in a long time. Mori's barrage of insults, disguised as words of a business negotiation, slowly faded into the background. Usually, he would have immensely enjoyed anything that could set his boss on edge, but he didn't care. Not anymore.
The world could go to hell around them and he still wouldn't care, because she was safe, and sound, and standing right in front of him. And in that moment, nothing else mattered but her.
Aelin.
You don't know how or why, but you've been isekai'd into the world of Jujutsu Kaisen. Although your first instinct is to stay far away from the plot, you've been blessed with an abnormal amount of cursed energy, and for better or worse, you find yourself sucked into the storyline. You decide that you may as well use your newfound powers for the greater good, and if you're lucky, you might succeed in rewriting some of the characters' fates. But it turns out that your presence in this world is even bigger deal than you first thought, and soon, everyone wants to make you theirs.