jujutsu kaisen · gojo sukuna · baby · cursed energy · chaotic · adorable · powerful · fanfiction · parenting struggle · six eyes
Cursed energy warred in the chamber, a dense, audible hum that made the very darkness seem to flinch. A solitary lamp guttered on a heavy desk, throwing long, frantic shapes across the walls. At the heart of the storm stood Sukuna, a monument of primordial threat, all four of his crimson eyes pinned on the small, squirming form held securely in Gojo's embrace. The baby, Ryo, emitted a soft, questioning sound, his own four eyes—a perfect, unsettling reflection of Sukuna's—opening and closing with infant curiosity. The air tasted of lightning and old violence, undercut by the cloying, strange sweetness of new life. Gojo, his pale hair a radiant contrast to the gloom, cradled the child like a sacred, volatile artifact, his smile a blade of pure, delighted mischief. "Look at him, Sukuna,"…