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I'm thinking abt taking out braids/extensions in front of gojo or yuji bc they'd be absolutely MESMERIZED. Like ,,
"oh my god what are you doing to your hair?!"
"taking my hair down."
"you're ripping it out?!"
"it's fake."
"it's what?"
"It's not my hair."
"then why is it on your head?"
Yuji especially would sit there like 🤩🤩 as you take down ur hair hes so cute pls 😭 Megumi would definitely smack either of them for asking too many questions
(Oh also same thing goes for false eyelashes)
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐀 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
𝟎.𝟓 + +
𝟏 kiss later - d. grayson
𝟐 sonatine - b. barnes
𝟑 chaotic - m. luffy
𝟒 rendezvous 18.6y
𝟓 hi high - t. oikawa
𝟔 where you at - neteyam
𝟕 need u
𝟖 afterglow - c. kamo
𝟗 canary
𝟏𝟎 truman show -
𝟏𝟏 virtual angel ⟢ s. gojo
𝟏𝟐. 𝑙𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛
put your hand up in you're interested in p0rnstar!reader and her scene with stars gojo, geto, toji, sukuna, nanami, choso, the list goes on.........
YES OR NO
YES I WANT TO BE A PRNSTAR
no....... wtf........
thinking about making this one nice and long.............
long legged dada needs space for the bawls
satoru insists on falling asleep with you on the phone when either of you are away for missions, joking that he needs you "to protect him" while he sleeps but he really only feels safe enough to sleep when you're around :((
a drunken call (recent)
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Sneak peek to Episode One of “My Employees are Secret Agents”
You should’ve said no, to be more cautious, but you didn’t. For some reason and despite the odd feeling about him, you let him get the job. And he hasn’t been giving you a reason to get rid of him, but made you wonder even more why you gave him the job— it’s not like you knew he was actually gonna do a great job at it or did he give you any reason to trust his word. Maybe you felt sympathy for him since you know there aren't any places around here for miles that let hybrids to live in, except your job offering.
“He seems nice,” you snapped out of your thoughts and glanced back at the blue haired hybrid sitting on the barstool before you, still in her school uniform, “He’s your new official hire right?” She turned back to you with a friendly smile.
“Yeah he is— don’t tell me you came here just for him like nearly every other girl that shows up now…” A disgusted shiver went down your spine, your round, mouse ears wilted in disapproval.
“Wha?! No- of course not!” Her face flushed red from embarrassment, you could see her pointed cat ears flush red too and hear her heart pounding against her chest, “I’ve only heard some things about him- but! I came here for a calming break from everything and your amazing lattes! That’s all!”
Your frown softened into a gentle chuckle, “Thanks Miwa, at least someone still comes here for actual food,” you glance back up at Gojo, still at the table. The girls he was serving were fawning at how tall he was and his fit physique. He wore a humble smile. You knew he was secretly soaking up the attention, “—and not for that kind of meal,” you placed her latte in front of Miwa, taking her attention away from Gojo.
“Well I can’t blame some of the women around here,” she lifted the cup to her lips, “in a small town like this one, we tend to see the same guys over and over again so occasional eye candy isn’t something to pass up,” she then took a sip.
Leaning over the counter, you rest your chin on your propped up palm, “So you did come here to see him,” your voice was flat and knowing. Miwa choked on her latte
“Maybe for a small glimpse to see what all the hype is about…” she muttered as she wiped some latte residue off her lip.
You glanced back at Gojo. One of the girls was talking to him, he leaned down slightly to hear her better. The fabric of his shirt strained tightly against the ridges of his back muscles at the top. His head lifted slightly, turning to look over his shoulder, noticing you were looking. Your gazes lingered for a moment. Swiftly turning your head away, you mumble to yourself, “I need to get him a bigger shirt.”
“Huh?”
“Nothing— I just don’t get the hype about him,” you let out a sigh, trying to ignore the fact you could still feel him still looking back at you.
Stop gawking at him you freak
FYI The mouse on the right is supposed to be a chibi representation of the reader! You are not a human sized mouse you are a hybrid, I just draw a chibi mouse when it comes to your chibi for make “y/n” in my art a blank slate!
hey........ is anyone interested in prnlinks.......... who do you want it for......... k bye............
