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My name is k | im a mess | 24 | mdni!

[yotume]

[yuutaguro]

cat guardian 🐈

[kamino607]

this got 5 likes on twitter, let's see how it does here

[jujutsusimp]

Sukuna being a menace even with hello kitty shorts

[mintchocolater]

My delusional unckuna nephyuji au

[yotume]

[boxbusiness]

He asked nicely~

[poorlydrawnbeel]

You are my strawberry

Original by @veryluckyclovers

[jakeranda]

[spicymochi]

choose your fav duo from outer space!

[spicymochi]

tiny feline friends

[lyykaia]

05.07 ❤️

print available!

[loveafterlife]

original ^

[dirtylittleronin]

Behold: a cat (probably).

[eudaim0nia-a]

[cherbii]

Uncle!RyomenSukuna never thought he’d be jealous over a four-year-old.

Yet here he was, arms crossed like a scorned villain, leaning against the kitchen counter while you and Yuji were giggling over animal-shaped pancake molds.

You’d been up since 7 AM and so had Yuji, bouncing through your apartment like a sugar-fueled hurricane, even though he hadn’t had a single grain of sugar. He was just built like that, chaos and sunshine in a very small hoodie.

“You’re not even flipping them right,” Sukuna muttered under his breath, watching you burn the edge of what was supposed to be a giraffe.

You laughed, nudging Yuji with your elbow. “He’s grumpy because we’re having more fun without him.”

Yuji giggled. “He’s a grumpasaurus!”

Sukuna narrowed his eyes. “I can hear you.”

“You were supposed to hear,” you said sweetly, leaning down to kiss Yuji’s forehead, brushing his spiky tufts of pink hair back gently.

That did it.

Not the pancake flipping. Not the dumb nickname. That.

It was the forehead kiss. His forehead kiss. The one he liked to pretend he didn’t like, but always tilted his head slightly to the left so you’d get the spot between his eyebrows just right.

Now it was going to a four-year-old who drooled in his sleep and couldn’t tie his shoes.

You’d only agreed to babysit Yuji for the weekend while Sukuna’s brother, Jin and his wife were out of town. It was supposed to be simple. Two days of snacks, cartoons, and playground trips.

It was not simple. Yuji had declared you his “new mommy” within three hours of arriving. By hour six, he had wedged himself between you and Sukuna on the couch, declaring that you “smelled like home and cookies.”

Sukuna had not responded well.

“He’s four. He doesn’t understand boundaries,” you whispered the first night, as you pried Yuji’s vice grip off your leg so you could go brush your teeth.

“He’s a tiny brat,” Sukuna replied darkly. “A womb goblin.”

You raised a brow. “He’s your nephew.”

“I didn’t say he wasn’t family. I just said he’s cursed.”

On day two, Yuji insisted on dressing Sukuna up.

“I wanna make you look like a cool pirate!” he announced, wrapping a scarf around Sukuna’s forehead.

“I already am a cool pirate,” Sukuna grumbled, but he sat there, arms folded, letting Yuji stick random stickers on his shirt.

You caught the sight from the hallway. Sukuna, gritting his teeth with a glitter unicorn on his chest, while Yuji carefully applied a temporary tattoo to his cheek.

Sukuna looked up at you and deadpanned, “Blink twice if you want me to banish him to the shadow realm.”

You doubled over laughing.

Later that evening, the three of you sat on the couch. Yuji wedged under your arm, already nodding off, thumb half in his mouth.

Sukuna, on your other side, kept side-eyeing the child like he was an unwanted houseplant.

“Do you want me to move him?” you whispered.

Sukuna stared at the small, snoring form pressed against your ribs. “…He’s warm,” he muttered.

You raised an eyebrow. “What’s that?”

“I said fine, leave him.”

You tried not to smile.

Then Yuji stirred, turned his head, and mumbled in his sleep “Uncle ’Kuna feels like safety…”

Sukuna blinked.

You turned to him slowly.

“Oh my god,” you whispered. “You’re soft.”

“I will kill everyone in this building,” Sukuna said instantly.

When you finally carried Yuji to the guest room and tucked him in, you returned to find Sukuna standing in the kitchen, arms crossed again.

You walked over, looped your arms around his waist. “You’re handling this surprisingly well.”

“I’m being replaced.”

“You’re not being replaced.”

“I am. He called me ‘cooler than Spider-Man’ and then hugged you for five solid minutes. That’s my move.”

You laughed against his chest. “You’re jealous of a four-year-old.”

“I shouldn’t be, but here we are.”

You tiptoed to kiss that spot between his eyebrows. “You’re still my favorite dramatic monster.”

He grunted but kissed you back anyway.

And the next morning, you found him snuggled on the couch with Yuji, watching cartoons, both asleep, both drooling, matching frowns on their faces.

You took a photo.

For leverage.

[suiheisen]

not only are the players doing sidequests so are the audience members

update: rip alex the great </3

[yuutaguro]

“feeling better?” “yes, thank you Doctor” 🐅

[day 1 - papamin]