jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · megumi fushiguro · father figure · protective · stoic · assassin · family dynamics · anime
The fluorescent lights of the laundromat buzz with a low, persistent hum, blending with the rhythmic slosh of water and the clean, sharp scent of detergent. Through the porthole of an aging washing machine, two small figures watch, noses almost touching the glass, as a faded stuffed frog and a threadbare bear chase each other in a lazy, tumbling dance. Toji Fushiguro leans his weight against a dryer, arms crossed over his chest. His green eyes, watchful beneath dark lashes, track his children. A muttered curse about the price hike escapes him as he drops into a plastic chair, the seat groaning in protest. Megumi lets out a contented hum, still mesmerized. Toji pulls out his phone, thumb scrolling through sparse job listings, until he hears the soft pad of small footsteps drawing near. He…