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sanjisblackasswife · 17 days
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Can we talk about how sweet and gentle Toji must have been during Mamaguro’s pregnancy :(
He must have been incredibly productive of her, almost to the point she has to tell him to relax. Always laying on her belly and subconsciously kissing it. Not letting her lift a finger…he probably gained some weight too.
Idc soft Toji is so real to me✋🏾🤨
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geminihell666 · 1 month
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Im the number #1 toji x mamaguro shipper in the world btw 💪
She was the only one able to get toji pregnant 😏
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flwrtalgi · 1 year
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i recently fell down a rabbit hole of toji and mamaguro fluff and drawing them has been my only personality trait for the past like week LOL so here’s a doodle dump
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geniewithnolamp · 4 days
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Genie's Rambles
I think Megumama is the true MVP of JJK, period.
Cause just imagine JJK verse if she were still alive. Toji wouldn't have spiraled down to his self destructive lifestyle, he wouldn't have left Megumi, wouldn't have returned to being the sorcerer killer, wouldn't have taken the commission to kill Riko, Riko wouldn't have died, Gojo wouldn't have awakened early, Geto wouldn't have a midlife crisis at 16 and become a racist mass murderer, Megumi would've grown up with a complete happy family because you bet Megumama would keep Toji tame, Toji would've given up on gambling and fucking around because he'd be too smitten with her and maybe that way he'd have a better relationship with Megumi, Riko could've enjoyed her youth a bit longer before assimilating with Tengen so Tengen's state would've been more stable, Geto wouldn't be killed, Kenny wouldn't have gotten his hands on his technique, and if still by sheer shit luck shibuya still happened we could've had Daddy Toji making a bitch out of every curse user/curse, Geto wiping the floor with Mahibitch - so NO mass Idle Transfiguration and NO culling games AND GOJO WOULD NEVER HAVE GOTTEN SEALED! And there's SO much more!
We don't even know Megumama's name, but SHE is a BIG catalyst of JJK and people don't talk about this enough. We could've had it all if only Gege was a bit less of a sadistic kitty... *sigh*
Rest in power, Megumama. Throughout heaven and earth, you truly did no wrong.
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ii-iikko · 7 days
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mamguji sci-fi au. Maybe she's a scientist and he's like a bounty hunter. She's working on something and he has to kill something and they meet BOOM shenanegans,,,,,I need more ideas y'all 😔 feel free to send asks
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dcsertrose · 5 months
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mamaguro gets drunk and questions her life choices
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nivahere · 6 months
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Chapters: 3/? Fandom: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Fushiguro Megumi's Mother/Fushiguro Toji Characters: Fushiguro Toji, Fushiguro Megumi's Mother Additional Tags: Fluff, Soft Toji, sprinkle of angst, mamaguro is an absolute sweetheart in my hc, somewhat madeup past, ongoing, shitty dad, Blood mentioned, Injury Mentioned, flirty toji, Older Woman/Younger Man, not too old tho Summary:
Toji suffered a lot in his childhood, he gave up on the thought of love. But will her presence change his mind?
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dilfsfordinner · 1 month
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summary- toji fails to prevent a completely preventable messy incident from occurring, involving his son
pairing- husband toji x fem!reader
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“You wanna do it?” Toji grinned, eyebrows raised as he watched little Megumi tug the ratchet from his grasp, waddling towards the raised car, brave enough to face the thing he’d thought a transformer just months prior.
Your car was in dire need of an oil change and being the caring husband that he was, Toji took up his place as mechanic for the day, his worry about typical shop workers taking advantage of women evident in his pleas for you to just stay home and let him do it.
Megumi also took up his place as the incredibly curious and stubborn one year old, his job apparently to make Toji’s work as hard as humanly possible, every babble or questionable crash tearing Toji’s attention away from the task at hand, which is why he stopped trying, and just let his son indulge in his childlike curiosity.
Of course, you would lose your mind if you knew that your baby was around such a large machine, but Toji knew himself and his capabilities, his reflexes practically inhuman, so he didn’t really mind a little thing running around his feet, as long as he kept an eye out.
“Alright, Megs, give it back,” Toji said gently, hand curling open to reveal a waiting palm, Toji realizing that the young boy did not intend to help him underneath the car. Rather, he’d started a game of tag, little feet scurrying to the other side of the garage, awaiting his father’s move.
Refusing to let a one year old bruise his competitive spirit, Toji used his skills to be across the room in a split second, large hands grabbing Megumi before he could run away, a loud slew of giggles leaving the young boy’s lips, Toji smiling as he held him up with only two hands, walking towards the car like he was holding a feral cat.
Setting the babbling child down, Toji got down on his level, kneeling to tell Megumi to stay back and watch for a second. Pulling himself under the car, Toji then began to use Megumi like a little assistant, asking for tools as needed. “Wrench please” and similar phrases continued for a while before Toji was ready to actually do the task at hand.
Humming in approval at his handiwork, Toji made one final request to the boy sitting beside his feet. “Can you get the jug of oil for me, please?” he asked gently, hands busy holding the port above him closed, his ears catching an excited “yes” and the patter of running feet retreating farther into the garage.
Too preoccupied to notice the unusual length of time it was taking for his son to grab the requested bottle, Toji continued his tinkering before an odd smack sounded, glugging sounds following soon after.
Pausing his movements, Toji craned his neck to try and see his son but before he could even question what had happened, a familiar sniffle sounded at his feet, loud cries flowing from his baby’s mouth.
Sighing, Toji quickly screwed the oil duct tight, and pulled himself from under the car. The sight he emerged to was certainly a surprising one. There, right next to all of his discarded tools, was an oil-covered Megumi, his whole body completely drenched with the thick, black substance.
Letting out a sympathetic laugh and sweet “It’s okay”s, Toji scooped up his crying child, tutting as the dripping kid hid his face in his dad’s chest, trying to hide or remove the liquid, Toji couldn’t tell.
Completely clueless to the situation outside, you were busy in the kitchen, making a snack for your husband as a thank you. For the first time in an hour, familiar footsteps sounded behind you as you chopped up some vegetables, smiling to yourself as you expected two arms to come wrap around you. What you didn’t expect was to hear the wails of your baby boy, and you especially couldn’t have prepared yourself to see him in the flesh.
“What happened,” you gasped as Toji held the young boy to his chest, a black trail of droplets gathering around his feet as you rushed up to the two of them. Cradling little Megumi’s face, oil coated your hands, anger bubbling inside of you, the only funnel being a slap to your husband’s shoulder, narrowed eyes turning up to meet his own.
“I told you to leave him in here,” you huffed, your angry tone fizzling into sympathetic coos as your attention turned back to your son. “It was an accident,” Toji’s voice had that humorous lilt to it, one that was really good at making your very motherly nature less worrisome. “It happens to workers all the time, he’ll be okay.”
And he was right, because after what seemed to be hours of scrubbing and a whole bottle of dawn dish soap later, the previously oily Megumi was squeaky clean, and incredibly happy as he munched away on his dinner. Toji couldn’t help but retell the story a million times, ignoring your reprimanding words as he fell into a fit of laughter, which eventually had your lips starting to pull into a smile, Megumi none the wiser, his memory about the incident already wiped away.
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fushic0re · 5 months
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𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑, 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑
𝗠𝗔𝗠𝗔𝗚𝗨𝗥𝗢!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝘅 𝗧𝗢𝗝𝗜 𝗙𝗨𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗨𝗥𝗢
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𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟕 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝑹𝒊𝒌𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝑾𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑨𝒅𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓 ⋆.ೃ࿔*:・
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𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 — the sorcerer killer sure kills it at decorating cookies. 
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 — 18+ ONLY; MINORS DNI. pure fluff and domesticity. 
꒰ ͜͡➸ 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐎𝐘𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘, 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆! 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒❜ 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 & 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑! ♡
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“DADDY’S EATING THEM AGAIN!” Megumi’s small voice protests, his cherubic features twisted into a frown as he shoots his father a look of disapproval. 
Toji only chuckles, all too used to his toddler’s seemingly natural grumpy disposition. He plucks a red colored chocolate button and a green one before holding it up to Megumi’s mouth. 
“Here, kid. You get two. Now we’re even.” 
The jade eyed boy stares at his father skeptically, though it is clear that he has already been won over by the prospect of getting to eat two chocolate buttons. He stretches his arm out and points a tiny finger at you.
“Mama gets two also.” He practically demands as if he is brokering the deal of a lifetime. 
The smile on your face cannot be contained nor can the cute aggression that is bursting out the seams. With a squeal, you reach out to cup his face in your palm. Your heart swells when his pupils immediately dilate the second they land on you, his eyes wide with pure awe and adoration. His frown is replaced with a small smile. 
“My knight in shining armor.” You coo. 
“I’m not a knight, I’m a sorcerer, mama.” He says bashfully, nuzzling his face into your palm. 
“You’re going to be a sore loser if you don’t decorate that damn cookie. I’m already on my third one, Megs.” Toji teases. 
His words prompt you to look over at his plate of cookies. A gasp leaves your body as your expression quickly morphs from surprised to suspicious. You clutch Megumi to your chest as you side-eye the plate of beautifully decorated cookies that look like they were material for a holiday cookbook. The toddler also eyes the plate with a wonderstruck gaze. 
“What woman taught you how to decorate like that? Because I sure didn’t.” 
Toji scoffs, rolling his eyes at your antics. 
“Your fuckin’ ‘aesthetic’ shit rubbed off on me.” 
The man bends down to Megumi’s height and feeds him the two chocolate buttons he promised. 
“You wanna decorate the last ones with daddy?” 
Megumi does not waste any time. He immediately launches himself into Toji’s arms, giggling wildly. You frown. You did not even receive the two chocolate buttons you were promised. Your gaze meets your son’s.
“Traitor.”
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saturnandthewinter · 9 months
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only a few people know this but when Lana Del Rey was writing Young and Beautiful she asked mamaguro for some help and she came up with this verse and that was the only way toji was able to go to heaven after all the shit he done to gojo, riko and geto
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jilval · 8 months
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Hiii can I request riding Toji’s face for the first time <3 Love your theme by the way 💖
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𝑻𝑶𝑱𝑰 𝑭𝑼𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑮𝑼𝑹𝑶 — ★ ₊˚masterlist’
None of these fics will have any plot and will just be straight-up porn because I hate writing plot
ヾ ͙ ࣪ ˖ ੭ contains: f!reader, Toji x f!reader, oral (reader receiving), slight overstim (reader), Toji calls reader a bitch once, let me know if I missed any
ヾ ͙ ࣪ ˖ ੭ note: ofccc! tysmmm tbh it's the longest I've kept a theme! ngl sorry it took me so long to write this I totally forgot about this ask, the amount of time I worked on this it should have been better man😭
All my writings will be female reader, race, hair color, eye color, age but will always be over 18, or anything that really describes how a person looks will never be specified
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"please be gentle..." you look down under you making eye contact with toji who had his hands wrapped around your thighs holding you steady, "don't worry pretty I've got you" you could feel his hot breath on your bare pussy, the anticipation making you more wet, suddenly feeling toji bury his nose into your clit whilst licking a strip through her folds "f-fuck..ha..could have warned me.." you grab a fist full of his hair tugging a little earning a grunt from the man "you wanted me to eat you out so stop complaining" he lets one hand off your thighs and smacks your ass leaving a red mark making you jump a little, toji smirks before burying his face back into your cunt making your mouth drop tightening the grip you have on his hair, you squeeze your legs around his head earning a moan from toji, the vibration adding to the pleasure "I-I said...g-gentle.." Toji said nothing and just continued eating you like it was his last meal, the sounds of slurping filling the room along with your moans, Toji brought his hand to your clit rubbing it in small circles, as if his nose rubbing against your clit wasn't enough, "T-toji...fuck" the man removes his hand from your clit to smack your ass before giving it a small rub after "g-gentle" you moan out the pleasure canceling out the pain "quit complaining" Toji reached his arm up to shove his fingers in your mouth, pushing his fingers down on your tongue slightly, earning a muffled moan out of you, your nails slightly clawing at his pecks while his continued to fuck his tongue in and out of you, the constant stimulation on your bud bringing you closer to your orgasm, feeling the familiar knot build in your stomach making small muffled moans and breaths fall from your mouth, "mfph..t-toji m'close" the fingers in your mouth making it harder to speak, wondering if toji was able to make out what you were saying "mk, go on pretty" toji removes his fingers from your mouth, moving his hand back to your clit to give it small circles adding a little pressure, your hands finding it's way to his hair grabbing a small fistful of soft black hair, you start rocking back and forth on his face trying to get closer to your high, squeezing your eyes shut forcing small tears to fall down your face before releasing on his tongue, getting slightly overstimulated from toji still eating you out "ha..s-shit" slowly releasing his hair from your hand "no thanks? all that work for you to be ungrateful huh?" toji giving you a small glare "thanks.." you grumble looking away, suddenly feeling toji flipping you over forcing your chest into the mattress "greedy bitch, begging me to eat you out just for you to act like a brat"
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paninisstuff · 8 days
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Baby gumi in a starfish outfit😭🫶✨💖
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flwrtalgi · 9 months
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“take care of megumi, okay?”
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happy mamaguro anime debut day to all who celebrate 🫶
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mooncleaver · 2 years
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I'm Still Here
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・✶ 。゚"you didn't want to paint toji as the bad guy, to push your own sense of betrayal and hurt onto his image. you didn't want megumi to resent him."
pairings: fushiguro megumi x mother!reader, minor fushiguro toji x fem!reader
warnings: very sad baby megs, toji leaving, unprovoked insults from a child (not megumi dw)
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Today has been somewhat of a tense and worrisome day. Megumi's school had called in, reporting about the fight that your son got into. This was not a totally unfamiliar situation as Megumi had always been quite.. brazen, with his actions. 
The first time he was in a fight with someone was a day you still couldn't forget. You nearly had a heart attack; the first thing you thought being that your baby boy got hurt. Back then, you didn't really know how to deal with these situations properly. You were angry, disappointed and most of all so damn worried about him and what was going on in his life. The effects of that confrontation still lingered after that day: he became more distant, avoiding your questions whenever you tried to approach him. 
You took time to rethink what happened, trying to figure out ways that would make your relationship better. That was when you'd tried to be more gentle,—still stern, but much softer—not raising your voice in frantic concern but instead, trying to talk through his feelings and how it can affect the people around him. Megumi's gotten much better at opening up about his thoughts and emotions over the years, with each time the fights becoming less and less of an occurrence at school. You've tried your best to provide that space and comfortability for him and it was easy to see that he appreciated it. 
But sometimes.. the fights reoccurred when things got really out of hand.
Sitting on the sofa in front of him, you waited patiently for his explanation of what happened and why he was involved in the altercation. There were of course, consequences to his actions, depending on what had happened.
The silence could have stretched for seconds or minutes but you made no qualms to try and make him speak before he wanted to, only putting on a reassuring expression despite the turmoil brewing inside your head. It was the one thing that you would always remember to carry whenever you spoke with him: patience. Raising a child as a single mother could be incredibly taxing but you would never ever take your exhaustion out on him. And so you learnt to be patient, to take deep breathes whenever everything felt too overwhelming.
"He said that I.." He finally trailed off mumbling—borderline whispering—the last words of his sentence.
You took his warm hands into yours, thumbs stroking circles on the back of his hand, "Can you speak up for me please sweetheart? It's alright, you can talk to me."
Megumi paused, looking pained when he recalled those memories. He'd always had kind of a still face, looking like he was bored all the time. But as his mother, it was easy to eye the quirks and minuscule movements on his face, like how he would purse his lips and have that furrow on the front of his eyebrows whenever he was feeling upset. He closed his eyes as he began to open his mouth, long eyelashes kissing the pads of his cheeks while barely-held salty tears lined each strand.
"..he said that I was so stupid.. no wonder why my dad left."
The sound of your heart breaking felt deafening in your ears, ringing with mockery of not being able to protect your child and most of all, the fact that Megumi sounded so utterly defeated under those careless and ignorant words. No one, especially a child deserved to be blamed for something so personal that wasn't their fault. That's something that will forever be carved into their hearts. Your face must've had a fiery expression as Megumi meekly asked,
"Are you angry at me?.. I'm sor-"
"No!.. no, I could never be mad at you.. you don't need to apologize for that." Swiftly, you pulled his body towards you even more, gazing directly at his face. 
"I'm sor-" Megumi chokes out, afraid that you would leave him too, just like his father did.
"Oh my sweets shh, shh, come here.."
He hastily buried his head onto your chest and wrapped his small arms around your waist, almost clawing at your shirt as he desperately sought for comfort. It was like the dam had finally broken, the waterworks beginning to spill out as his cries enveloped the mellow living room. You were now kneeling on the floor after reaching out for him, reciprocating his gesture and tightening your hug to protect him from the cruelty of the world. With every single sob your son let out you felt your heart snap painfully little by little; his tears were like diamonds that the ground never deserved to touch.
"Mama's got you,"
You let him cry his emotions out, hands never faltering in gently rubbing his hair all the way to his back. It was hard to let him go. You couldn't bare to see his grief-stricken face, the tears that trickled down his vermillion-turned skin.
Though that exact expression came right in front of your vision when Megumi reluctantly and slowly lifted his head up from the warmth of your chest to gaze right at you. He looked so fragile, like a fine china doll: orange cheeks and guileless eyes puffed up, staring so painfully sharp as if they were glaring at you, the white reflections in his stygian pupils swirling rapidly in a whirlwind of turmoil and anguish.
"Did he leave because of me?"
The suffocating atmosphere became even more palpable now.
His question left your mouth hanging open, words caught up in the back of your throat as your breathe hitched precipitously.
You yourself didn't even know exactly why he suddenly left, only vaguely saying that Megumi would have a better life with you. And you believed him, fully and truly with all your heart because you loved him. With the circumstances—Megumi's future, particularly—it was understandable to a certain extent how that would become a factor to his decision, but that didn't justify the fact that he left his son without saying goodbye, or left your family without a speck of dirt expect for the fact that you see him every, single, day in Megumi's face. Hell, you didn't even know if he was still alive out there or not.
"Oh, honey.. of course not," you really we're struggling to keep a soothing face on. Out of instinct, your palms made their way onto his plump cheeks, cradling his face as you leaned closer.
"It's- it's difficult to explain, but it's not anything that you've done."
Gently stroking his cheeks, you took a deep breathe and completed your words delicately, "The world we live in... it's dangerous, and your father was trying to protect us. We are so, so sorry. And I-.. I know it can be hard, but he loves you, Megumi. We both love you very much."
It really wasn't much, but it was an answer. It was flawed too, filled with holes and unanswered questions that felt too far to reach, too unknown.
Your own heart was in cavernous disarray. You didn't want to paint Toji as the bad guy,—though arguably he seemed like it—to push your own sense of betrayal and hurt onto his image. You didn't want Megumi to resent him.
In the course of time, he deserved a proper explanation of what happened—one that wasn't too vague and simplified. Megumi had always been someone who felt deeply and there's a big chance that your son would have a seed of doubt and dislike inside of him, but all you wanted to do right now was give him comfort and the closure that he wasn't the catalyst of your separation.
Of course, you didn't forget to tackle the issue that was that menace classmate of his. Words are powerful weapons, and you intend to wield them in a positive manner. "Listen to me my love, you are the most brilliant and amazing boy I could ever have been blessed with. Remember that Megumi, you are our blessing. You have more bravery and love inside your heart than anybody and never, never let anyone take that away from you, okay?"
"..okay." He sniffled, wiping his tears away with the sleeve of his blazer.
"Mama loves you ‘Gumi, and you're not stupid. Don't listen to that boy and if he ever says anything like that again, tell me right away. I promise I won't be mad. It's right to defend yourself, but sometimes.. sometimes you have to be the bigger person." You reassured. When Megumi nodded in understanding, you started to press loving kisses to his forehead and eyelids until he squirmed and giggled; you relished in the small joy he displayed.
"Should we get some ice cream after this? How does that sound?" Food was truly the solution for everything.
In response, Megumi seemed to light up at the offer but furrowed his brows after and shyly looked at you with the most beautifully large, watery viridian eyes.
"Can we have yakisoba instead, please?"
Hah.. you should've known. The boy really liked anything with ginger.
"Of course we can." You replied, letting out a breathe chuckle as you ruffled his hair softly. Getting up from the carpet with slightly aching knees, you mustered a sweet, small smile and held out your hands to his, ready for a nice and warm meal to wash the heartache away.
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WHAT DID YALL THINK OMG?? im a lil nervous bc i literally dont ever post anything other than pjo here.. but i actually write for a few other characters as well!
if you see this on wattpad btw, that's me! it's from my book 'rainbow connection' :D
also if this actually gets notes i will definitely be open to posting some of my other mamaguro!reader fics hehe
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ii-iikko · 11 days
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cooking a mamguro Toji fic before they got married
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I didn't know what to name mamaguro so have that lol
— mamaguro is a journalist
— Toji is still a cursed bounty hunter hunting curses
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dcsertrose · 7 months
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writing mamaguro hits a lot harder when you know what happens to her sweet boy ☹☹
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