#zeecore

sum: suguru is soooo insane, he just can't move on from you. why won't you let him show you he deserves a second chance? :(

tw. manipulation, gaslighting, non consensual tracking, lying and general obsessive tendencies

you broke up with geto 2 years ago, so why is he at your moms house for sunday dinner?

guitarist! choso x ex gf! reader lead singer

mouthful i know but walk with me..

tw. choso being obsessed, mentions of one night stands and whorish behavior.

song inspo: give me novacaine/ she's a rebel by green day

if you ask choso, it's the stupidest thing he ever did. he hates seeing worthless groupies fawn over you, and it's like a fly is in his ear when fans are asking for his number. he's sure the next guy that comes up to you is gonna end up bloody behind this stadium. (even if it's a paid for meet and greet.)

not to mention you two collaborate on most of the writing, and it's so difficult to write songs while looking into your eyes and meaning every word. and on the other side, you two are basically begging each other to get back together with the love songs you write . but don't piss off y/n, you will make a angsty ballad everytime choso pisses you off or has his own one night stands. (that man isn't a saint and you are far from one.)

touring is actually choso's worst nightmare and favorite dream , having to see you sweaty and completely in your element leading the crowd, lyric by lyric. late nights at the studio strumming the same cords until it sounds like music, your favorite takeout and you all to himself until you fall asleep cuddling on the couch in the early hours of the morning, yet he also has to listen to a pathetic fangirl try and eat you out and miserably fail in a tight bus moving across the country and it hurts especially when he knows he could do so much better but he would also give his left ball just to kiss you again.

his favorite part of having people watching his every move, while it is extremely creepy to him, is watching edits of you two together and seeing that it's not only him who still sees the chemistry between you two. he knows when you lock in on stage and you embody sex appeal and beauty. especially when he abandons his mic to harmonize with you and your mouths are so close and if he wasn't strumming a g cord right now he would be on his knees worshiping the altar that is you.

yet you two aren't together and that just hurts choso to his core, his muse, his biggest inspiration won't "risk the success of the band nor each others feelings for something that might not work?", and the moment he gets you back, which he will, he will never let you go again. ( yes that's a threat)

hi girlie!!! you're my first ask so i wanna do this right, so here you go!!

sum: megumi loves you so much, he just doesn't understand why you can't see that :(

also this is my first work ever like ever so pls be nice or else ill die 🙏🏾

inspired by @tonycries @yenayaps @indiewritesxoxo and @tojisteddy !!! they are literally my entire life on this app🫦

honestly it started in my english lecture, my evil professor assigned us together as partners to edit each others essays and it felt like my panties melted off. i always had a crush on him because he sold me half's for 40 and he always had quality weed, yet everytime we made eye contact in that two minute interaction i could feel myself getting wetter by the second. he had his own single dorm and it had ambient lighting and smelled like weed, mahogany and cedar wood and was always clean. he would hand it to me and i swear my skin would alight and he always said "let me know if you need anything else, i got you." with a glint in his eye of what i wished with my whole heart was the same lust i felt in my bed thinking of him. choso is the known plug on campus and also the secretary of a frat, he was completely unapproachable yet so desirable. i peeped him in September because that's when you see who's gonna be consistently in class and he was never absent, yet he was like a ghost outside of this, never truly seen only hopes of glimpses.

as we edited essays in his dorm he asked if i wanted to smoke and i couldn't help but say yes, and as he rolled up i tried so hard to ignore and not stare at his tounge piercing as he licked the backwood down and almost as if he caught me looking not even looking up from rolling, he asked me "have you ever done a shotgun?" he said with a slight smirk, "no, i don't really drink?" i responded with a confused tilt because i've only seen frats do shotguns with beer, and there was no alcohol that i knew of.

he came across the room from his bed to his desk and as he crosses, i can't help but notice the white wife beater that rests on his abs like a sculpture and the black nike sweats where all i can see is the outline of something touching his thigh (on soft???) before i know it he is in front of me and says "oh. let me show you how." he said as he grabbed my face with one hand and smushed my face and puckered my lips, with the other he grabbed the now finished blunt and brought it to his lips and took a deep inhale. he took the hit and held it in, he quickly brought my face to his and said "inhale." and blew the smoke straight into my mouth. as soon as i exhaled i heard a deep rumble from his chest that i could consider a chuckle and he gave me a slight smile that you give to a puppy that just did its first trick, and said "good girl, you must not smoke as much as you buy." he said looking amused. " i don't really smoke with others anymore, i forgot about doing tricks with smoke." i say and i feel as warm as the sun with him looking down at me and my lips still puckered. "you can smoke with me if you want, anytime." he says taking another hit and once again exhaling into my mouth.

nerd!gojo x mean girl!reader

sum: gojo is down bad for a girl he has no chance with! or maybe he does? either way he's grateful to breathe her air.

tw: gojo being obsessed, cursing, slight nsfw(if it's bad lmk), drugs, addiction reference

zeesnote: heyyyyy been bored and came up with this based on beyoncé back in the 2000s vibe, anyway tell me if it's trash and as always spark and enjoy!!

i remember the first time i saw her, she was sitting on a frat couch that she looked way too pristine for. the way her glossed lips were downturned as she looked into the crowd of drunk 20 something's, until her unimpressed glare met mine. and all of a sudden i couldn't help but see myself on my knees worshiping what looks like a goddess under the lighting of leds and strobe lights. i felt frozen in time as she scanned me from head to toe. when our eyes met it felt as if she gave me the first hit of an addictive drug that i would find taking all of my time and money. her approval and praise, no matter how little, was a high like nothing else. something i would chase until it was mine and mine only. then she looked away and my high went with it.