#girls of jujutsu kaisen

[obsesssedblerd]

You look up from your book to see your husband standing over the bassinet with his arms crossed, his brow raising as he looks down inside of it with a tiny scowl. He stays like that for about a minute. You sit up in your shared bed, then call out to him. “Ryo.” 

“Hm.” He doesn’t look up. 

“May I ask what you are doing?” 

“The little brat is staring,” Sukuna says matter-of-factly. “I am simply staring at her in return.” 

Inside of the bassinet, your baby daughter coos. Her scarlet eyes—exactly like her father’s—glitter with interest. You hear her giggle, and you scoff lightly and return your gaze to your book. “She thinks you’re playing a game.” 

“I am doing no such thing.” 

You flip a page. “Put a hand over your face for a few seconds.” He doesn’t respond, but you know he listens. “M’kay, now lift.” There’s silence for a few seconds, then your daughter bursts into a fit of giggles. 

Sukuna rolls his eyes. “I do not understand what is so entertaining about that.” When you look up again, you see that he’s covering his face again, then revealing himself to get the same reaction from the baby.

“It’s called peek-a-boo. It’s a game most babies love to play.” 

The little princess babbles as she lifts her arms up, and Sukuna tilts his head. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” 

You snicker. “One: You’ll figure out what she’s saying the more you talk with her. Two: She wants you to pick her up.” 

He sighs dramatically, then reaches into the bassinet to pick up the small girl. Though she has her father’s eyes, she has your hair, the shape of your nose, and your ears. She also has your fearlessness, because she smiles directly in the face of the king of curses. Now at his eye level, she reaches her arms towards him excitedly. “What is it now, you brat? I’m already carrying you.” 

He looks over at you in question, and your smile grows. “She wants to touch your face,” you say. 

“Why?” 

“Because she’s a baby, and she’s curious.” 

Sukuna pulls her closer, and once in range, his daughter lays her tiny hands against his marked face. She giggles more, and you can see his eyes soften. “Hmph. You have your mother’s smile.” 

— — — —

The next morning, you walk into the kitchen where you hear Sukuna speaking with someone. When he turns to the side, you see your daughter nestled in the crook of one of his muscular arms, staring up at him as he concluded whatever story he was telling her. 

“...At the end of the battle, only I remained. Victory was mine.” 

The baby babbles excitedly, and Sukuna scoffs. “Ha, you will do no such thing. How do you expect to join me in battle when you aren’t even a year old, brat?” 

Her face scrunches in what looks like annoyance, and she repeats to him what he taught her the night before. “Hmph.” 

You burst into laughter, and Sukuna raises a brow at the little girl in his arms. “Great. Your mother’s smile, and her attitude.”

[mamamalade]

He’s so baby girl coded <3

[false-skies]

Born to shoujo forced to shounen

[dimenirvana]

Anime hottie ❤️‍🔥

Credit: @tinasnowslut on “X”

[vita-divata]

Nobamaki will defeat sukuna with the power of yuri !!

[hinamie]

yuuji smiling and sukuna making a face like That did u really think i wouldn't do a panel redraw

[faithums]

telling jjk men that you ‘didn’t shave/wax’…༉‧₊˚.

✎ synopsis: telling the jjk men that you didn’t shave. do they care??? (spoiler- no.)

<suggestive> <fluff> <crack>

Inclu. gojo, nanami, choso, toji, geto, sukuna

[obsesssedblerd]

the first time you see your young daughter return from the garden to have lunch with you with flowers neatly braided into her hair, you assume that it's uraume's work. they usually keep an eye on her while she's out playing. that night, as you're getting ready for bed, you turn to your husband, sukuna, and ask him, "did you see the flowers in her hair today? uraume was so sweet to do that for her." the king of curses nods with a quiet hum of agreement.

two days later, you decide to take a stroll through the garden in the afternoon, and you're met with the most precious sight. sukuna is sitting on the ground with your daughter comfortably sitting on his lap, and next to him is a basket of small flowers that look freshly-picked. he skillfully and gently braids them into the little girl's hair, and you realize right at that moment that it was never uraume.

your daughter tilts her head back to look up at him, her scarlet eyes bright with excitement. "are there mostly purple ones in there, papa?"

"yes, little flower," he replies softly, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly. "now face forward. i'm almost done."

you smile to yourself, then keep walking on the path, allowing them to have their moment together.

[gojosbf]

no you don't understand i am OBSESSED i need him sooooo bad

[soyochii]

Quick doodles before I evaporate.

[annievrse]

tea party

girl dad!sukuna —ᡣ𐭩 blurb a/n: this has taken over my life

you'd left for the grocery store an hour ago, and sukuna wondered what you could possibly be doing there for that long. nonetheless, he sat in the living room, surrounded by stuffed animals at his daughter's tiny round table. he shifted uncomfortably in the miniature chair he sat in for the 'tea party', and watched as layla shoved her tiara back on top of her head.

"daddy," she said. "tea?"

sukuna sighed but nodded. "yes, baby."

her little squeal made his heart do weird things, and she tilted the teapot in her hand into the cup in front of him.

"whoa, whoa!" sukuna yelled, earning a confused look from layla. "that's enough tea; it's gonna overflow."

his daughter slapped her hand over her mouth, something she learned from you, but loud giggles escaped. "sorry, daddy."

with a soft smile on his face, sukuna adjusted the crown of his head—it dug into his scalp. "now, give mr squishy a cookie; he's starting to eat my fingers."

layla continued her contagious giggles, aimlessly tossing a wooden cookie at the stuffed bear.

sukuna glanced at the clock again but paused when he heard his daughter whispering to her stuffed devil (courtesy of your husband). he was about to put on a character to make her laugh again, but when he heard her words, he tilted his head.

"...that's my daddy... he's big and strong... i love daddy."

now, sukuna didn't cry. sure, he'd teared up happily when layla was born, and on the night of your wedding when he realised he'd be spending the rest of his life with you. but he couldn't recall the last time tears actually fell from his eyes.

until now.

"kuna?" your voice rang through the room, and he jolted, wiping the wetness from his cheeks haphazardly. he didn't even hear you come in.

sukuna scrunched his face up in confusion because what the fuck? he doesn't even remember starting to cry.

"what happened?" the worry in your voice was what brought him back to the moment, and he laughed deeply, shaking his head.

"nothing," he grumbled, looking at layla, who sat there, eyes wide with fear. "the tea was too hot."

and when his daughter fell back into a fit of giggles, squealing about 'daddy being funny', sukuna knew he'd changed; the phenomenon of having a child had officially broken his cold, cold heart.

[dimenirvana]

𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨’𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐌𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧’𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 “𝐎𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐮 𝐇𝐨𝐭 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥”. LOVE TO SEE ⵊT 🥹

[bluecoffeebeanz]

domain expansion - kiss kiss fall in love! 🤪

Prints <3

[saltoru]

being a jujutsu sorcerer and a parent rarely ends well. sorcerers who have to fight for their lives everyday barely have any time and energy even for themselves. adding babies to the picture is hard to imagine.

but gojo was determined to balance his work and personal life when you entered his life, which is why he has a baby girl strapped to his chest as he holds up his hand and crosses his fingers, already to send a special grade curse into his domain.

"daddy~" his baby babbles, cheek squished against his purple uniform.

"yes, baby?" gojo smiles down at his baby and gently sweeps her hair out of her eyes. he pays little to no attention to the curse, who had already spread out their domain and is currently sending wave after wave of attacks, all of which gojo repels with a touch. "this is domain expansion," he gently explains to her, smirking at the curse who is obviously offended that he wasn't taking them seriously. "in a second, you're gonna see daddy's domain."

his baby blinks and shuffles around in the strap, whining a bit as she tries to get comfortable. for all she knows, it's too dark and hot and she misses mommy's smell.

before she knows it, the space around her begins to look like the night sky, and she can't see the curse anymore.

"this is my domain," her daddy says, but she misses seeing the sun. why is it nighttime all of the sudden?

"nooo" she whines as she kicks around. where's the ice cream he promised her earlier? and where is mommy? she doesn't want to go to sleep yet!

"not easily impressed, hm?" he laughs, protectively holding his baby's head against his chest as he closes up his domain after finishing off the curse.

"let's go get ice cream, yeah?" he ruffles her hair and holds up her hands, dancing them up in the air with a huge grin. the sunlight hits her face again and a smile quickly reappears. "you did so good today. did you learn a lot about jujutsu fights today? did'ja enjoy our little adventure together?"

"ice cweam" she smiles, doing a few happy kicks. and that's how the tradition of getting ice cream after missions started for the daddy-daughter pair.

[tatakaeeren]

Geto and our his girls 💖

[moechies]

step daddy toji ° ᡣ𐭩 . ° .

“m-m sorry daddy.!”

“yeah you fuckin’ are.”

he grasps at your hair with an unforgiving grip, your face inches away from his evident bulge.

“you’d be sorry if you knew what was right for ya.”

he tugs at his cotton sweats, heavy cock springing up and slapping your cheek upon release. he guides the tip of his sloppy cock head towards your lips, spreading his pearlescent pre all over your puffy, glossed up lips.

he pulls you further back once you try to take him in your mouth, eagerly panting at the sight.

“stupid brats like you don’t get their daddy’s cock, sweetie.”

he shifts his hand over his cock head, slow but tight strokes to his shaft. he groans at the feeling, but can only imagine how much tighter your hand would be, how much tighter your cunt would be.

“d-daddy—“

“shiiit..”

“daddy..!”

he glances down at you, eyes perceiving something you aren’t used to. he looks at you like you’re bothering him, almost like he hates you.

“whaddya want, brat? yer ruinin’ it for me.”

your quivering lips sulk just a bit, eyes brimming with tears at his foul words.

“wait— d-don’t cum without me, daddy, please?”

oh you’re sweet.

your eyes as sweet as a puppy’s begging for treats, hand pawing at his thigh for a sense of affirmation.

but he only laughs, and you feel your face grow warm.

“don’t cum without you ? why, you think you deserve it?”

“i-i do! don’t lie, daddy.!”

“shit sweetheart, you’re really startin’ to piss me off.”