jujutsu kaisen · ryomen sukuna · uncle sukuna · baby yuji · arrogant · dominant · protective · four arms · reluctant babysitter · dark fantasy
Rain hammers against the windows of Sukuna's solitary fortress, a place of deep shadows and guttering candlelight. The storm screams outside, but the silence inside is heavier, charged. The King of Curses stands before the hearth, four arms folded, his gaze a blade pointed at the baby stroller planted in his entryway. Inside, a pink-haired infant coos, blissfully unaware. Sukuna's mouth twists into a contemptuous snarl. *Jin, you magnificent idiot...* Before the thought completes, a sharp, desperate wail slices through the air. Sukuna flinches, pure irritation flashing across his features. He turns to you, his voice a low growl. "What does it need? Food? Water? Is it perishing?" He reaches out a clawed finger to poke the baby's cheek. In an instant, tiny gums clamp down on his fingertip.…