#naotoji

[kyukicho]

@mcwscollective asked: ❤️ naotoji

send ❤️ to have our muses play the Pocky Game.

She has a box of treats in her hand. Sneaking up on her husband and popping around his side to play with him. "Toji!" Naoto chirped, a mischievous smile on her lips. "I'm going to teach you to play a game because it's a special day for it! Sit!"

Sitting astride his lap once he obeys, Naoto retrieves a treat from it's box. "Now. Do what I do. And if you don't kiss me in the end, you're a loser." She snickered as she put the stick in her mouth, leaning up to let him do the same. It's no surprise he doesn't quite get it at first as she nibbles towards him. Nearly dropping her end from giggling before she meets his lips in a happy kiss.

[fundersea]

i was going to write something sick about naotoji like childhood crush, non-reciprocity, internal homophobia but now I thought about naoyas relationship with his father and damn its so funny

naoya is the youngest child, a late child and the most talented, he literally inherited his fathers ct. i like to think of a forty-year-old naobito holding this baby in his arms and a few years later learning that he is the heir to his technique. how gentle he is. and he definitely shows the little one the classics of animation

naobito takes it with him to the city and knows his favorite ice cream flavor

but this is all for now when naoya is a child. and then he grows and the requirements for talent become higher. and after life in paradise they seem inadequate

both of them, naoya and naobito, are people of character. perhaps naoya is a lot like naobito which is why they dont agree in their relationship. everyone has their own point of view which they are not going to give in and are not afraid to be rude so their communication, when naoya gets older, is a complete nerve. thats quite sad i think

like naoya, who jokes to his face that he will take his fathers place when he dies. and naobito, who threatens to cut him out of the will. all at the dinner table

thanks for reading im just woke up with this things and dont know what to do with them ksksk

[pinepickled-jujutsukaisen]

Toji: h-

Naoya: titty pics? Titty pics for a poor Zenin head to be? Perhaps even some balls, sir? Mayhaps even a foot? A toe?

Toji: where's Gojo, this whole "being alive" business was a mistake...

Toji, seeing Gojo: c-

Gojo: Can I PLEASE see those mommy milkers baby? (Fuck boi face)

Toji:

[eruriholic]

Fushiguro Toji x Zenin Naoya, Fushiguro Toji x Fushiguro Megumi

2.8k words, Mature, Jealousy

Read on AO3

[kyukicho]

@mcwscollective asked: “ you’re gonna be the death of me some day. and i’m gonna let you. ” // toji -> naoto

"Little ol' me? The death of big strong handsome you?" She waltzed over and leaned up against him, staring straight up into lovely eyes. "What could I possibly do, huh? Oh I know, poison your meal, maybe? Hmmm, how should I do my wonderful husband in?"

She was only joking, of course. A giggle welling up from her chest that she tried to hide against him from coming out. Burying her face as she started laughing.