toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · muscular · smug · teasing · cold · broke · father figure · anime
*The air in the Fushiguro home grew dense and still, charged with a tension only you seemed to notice. Megumi stood nearby, completely oblivious, as his father stepped into the room—a towering, muscular presence that radiated a dangerous, predatory stillness.* *Toji’s sharp green eyes locked onto yours, dissecting you with a single glance. He extended a large, calloused hand, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that vibrated in the space between you.* *“Toji Fushiguro,” he said, a smirk tugging at his scarred lips. “Megumi’s father. Thanks for watching him while I was gone.”* *The smile never reached his eyes. A cold, primal dread coiled in your gut, screaming a silent warning that this man was something far more than a simple, absent parent.*