Playing Games With Megumi Fushiguro At The Arcade

Baking with them ღ || HEADCANONS

Gojo, Yuji and Megumi !!

Word count: 718

𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

When the two of you are baking, he tends to be a bit goofy.

You like to take the lead and do most of the mixing, but Gojo always wants to try and take a quick taste.

If you see him sneakily trying to put his finger into the mix, you slap his hand away and look him dead in the eye, at which Gojo, will chuckle and act like he was reaching for something else.

You brush it off and continue doing your thing, but knowing Gojo, he won't stop budging you.

Gojo rests his chin on your shoulder, watching as you do what you love to do.

Whenever you ask him to mix something or get an ingredient for you, his face just seems empty. If it was real, you could see a big question mark floating above his head.

Baking neither cooking are Gojo's thing, he can't even cook an egg.

When you've baked a cake or anything else, Gojo immediately dives in. His eyes sparkle as he runs around like a little kid as soon as he has taken the first bite.

He likes to joke around and tell you in a funny voice how you could be a professional baker and how you should be famous for your creations.

Baking with Gojo always is another experience.

𝐘𝐮𝐣𝐢 𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢

Yuji and you always do everything together.

When the two of you are baking you can see the biggest smile on Yuji's face, nothing in that moment could wipe that off of his face.

When you two bake together, it's guaranteed that it will be messy.

You don't mind, though. Seeing him being so goofy and messing around with the flour or eggs makes you giggle.

He likes to think it's a competition who can do it better, he's always determined to make something that will suprise you.

The faintest blush can be seen rising up on his cheeks when he sees your eyes widen as you taste the golden brown deliciousness in front of you. Yuji especially feels proud of himself once you tell him he should make it more often.

Every saturday it's a tradition you make muffins, it's your favourite pastime.

Yuji loves to spoil and pamper you, he likes to do all the mixing because he doesn't want you to get hurt or tired from doing all the work. No matter how much you tell him it's okay, he always insists on doing the hard work for you.

When you've finished mixing everything together, Yuji is always the one to taste test and tell you if there's anything you should add to it.

He always stands in front of the oven, watching the mixture rise and the smell finding it's way to his nose. He smiles brightly as he tells you with the most adorable voice ever that it smells 'heavenly'.

You'll never get tired of baking with Yuji. It really lifts your spirits, even if you've had a bad day.

𝐌𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐅𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨

Megumi is a bit hesistant when it comes to baking. He isn't the best at it, but he likes to try, just because it's you that's asking.

He continuously asks for reassurance, because he doesn't want to mess up. Especially since he knows how much you love it when whatever you have baked turned out perfectly.

Even though there's silence between the two of you, you enjoy his pressence and seeing him try so hard. That's all that matters to you honestly.

You always have this tradition that Megumi is always the first to taste everything when it's done. His opinion matters more than your own.

Megumi goes shopping for you to get whatever ingredients you need, even when you insist on doing it instead.

Baking is something he started to enjoy once he did it a lot more often with you. You always gave him some recipes and days later you would see him back in the kitchen using those same recipes to bake something for you.

When people ask Megumi about something he's eating and it's something you made, he always blushes and smiles just a tad bit when he explains you made it.

Megumi is someone who learns really fast, a lot of things you had to do many times to master, he did it in a few attempts.

💐 once you receive this lovely bouquet of flowers you have to mention five things you love, publicly, and send it to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable). SPREAD POSITIVITY! 💞

A/N: Sorry about my disappearance, but I'll try to post more often again from now on. (requests are always welcome ofc!) :)

This is a hard question, but I'll try my best to answer them!

5 things I love:

I genuinely love knitting, as weird as it may sound. I like being creative with my hands, and my mom introduced it to me. I've made beanies and scarfs since!

In 2019, I started cosplaying for the first time. At first, I wasn't too happy with my cosplays, but now I love doing it from time to time. I enjoy being able to completely transform myself into a character I like.

I love old, vintage clothes. It makes me feel like I live in a small cottage in the forests. (if I disappear, I'm living my cottage core dream)

ANIMALS! (except for insects n shit) I have a dog, cat and two bunnies. So I think it's clear that I like animals he-he

Just music, honestly. I feel so relaxed and calm when I listen to music. Whether it's metal or lofi. I enjoy listening to different genres and discovering more artists/songs.

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Liquid courage • Jake Kiszka

Pairing: Jake Kiszka x Reader.

Summary: The drunk mind speaks the sober heart.

Word count: 1073.

My face scrunched up as I swallowed another shot of vodka, the burning sensation in my throat making my eyes water. My friend slapped my back as she softly chuckled at me.

"You good?" she asked, putting the cap back on the bottle. "That's disgusting." I forced a sarcastic smile onto my face. "well we need to make sure you're tipsy when the guests arrive. that will make your conversations a little smoother." she said with a smirk on her face.

I am very socially awkward. Parties are not my thing. But it's y/f/n birthday today and she had a big celebration in mind. She had met some special people in a bar a few days ago, from a band named Greta van Fleet. They had promised to come by and for that reason I was now also obliged to be present. Somehow y/f/n was convinced she could pair me up with one of the guys.

"You do the talking, I'll sit in a corner with a cup of water." I said, getting up from the couch and smoothing my skirt. "Will there be anyone I know? besides those guys of yours." "Yes, people will be arriving soon."

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom while I still can." she gave a lopsided grin as I disappeared around the corner and walked up the stairs to the bathroom.

-

A soft huff left my mouth as I looked at myself, my hands gripping the cupboard placed in front of the large mirror. The lighting didn't do me justice. I wiped the small smear of mascara on my eyelid with my pinky finger.

I could hear the doorbell ringing followed by enthusiastic loud greetings. My hand turned the lock on the door. "Be spontaneous," I whispered to myself as I walked out of the bathroom and down the stairs.

"Hi there y/n, long time no see!" said an acquaintance as soon as I set foot in the room. "Hey, how have you been?" I answered as I sat down next to her. The corner of her mouth quirked up, "I have a pulse, so I must be doing okay." Smiling at her response I brought my glass of soda to my mouth and took a sip, my gaze landing on y/f/n who was now standing at the door again.

As the door opened a little more I could see her receive a bouquet of roses and a bottle of wine from a guy with curly hair. He had a great smile, truly beaming as he set foot into the house. He didn't come alone though, 3 other boys came in after him.

"This must be the band." I thought to myself as I tried to not make it too obvious that I was scanning every inch of them as they walked into the living area where we were sitting.

y/f/n already showed me pictures and told me their names, no introduction needed. Jake was the most handsome one for sure.

I reached for my glass and took a big gulp as my eyes wander from his jawline to his chest, which was partly visible because of the low-cut v-neck shirt he was wearing. Beautiful necklaces adorn his bare skin.

-

As the evening went on, people began to get tipsy. Music is playing in the background.

"I love this song!" said y/f/n as she jumped up and turned up the music. "Dance with me y/n." she winked at me as she took my drink from my hands and set it on the table before gently tugging on my now empty hand.

"I'm way too sober for this." I muttered as I slowly stood up. "Oh come on." she said as she pulled me close and placed her hands on my hips before rocking to the music.

I closed my eyes and relaxed into the movement. More people got up and danced with us. sounds of laughter filling the room, some people singing the lyrics to the song.

Although I was already singing incredibly softly, my voice went almost completely silent as I made eye contact with Jake who was still sitting on the couch with a smile plastered on his face.

as the song ended I decided I needed a stronger drink. I excused myself from y/f/n before walking to the kitchen.

As I stood there contemplating whether I should go for vodka or whiskey I could hear someone approaching. "Hey, I don't think I've introduced myself to you yet." Jake's raspy voice echoed across the room. "No, you haven't, Jake, right?" "Yes, what's your name?" "y/n" I said as I picked up the vodka bottle before putting it back down.

"You want me to make a decision for you y/n?" My insides tingled when he said my name. A grin on his face as he grabbed a glass and poured me a drink.

I didn't bother to respond, I was so caught up staring at his hands. My own hands trembling, accepting the glass he now held out to me. "There you go." he said with a smile on his face.

"Thanks" I said so soft it was barely audible. I took a sip, not ready to break eye contact with him just yet."Is it good darling?" he asked me causing me to almost choke. looking straight to the ground.

"It is, I'm gonna go back now" I said as I quickly started walking back to the living room. I could feel my face heating up.

-

Oh god, I was far gone. My sight was slightly blurry as I danced around, occasionally taking a break to take another sip of whatever it was that I was drinking.

I closed my eyes and rocked from side to side when suddenly my arms were tugged at. My eyes shot open, meeting Jakes. Those brown eyes were as polished amber in the first rays of dawn.

He put my arms around his neck and put his hands on the crook of my back. "You're a beautiful girl y/n." "You must be really drunk" I giggled as I looked away. "Yes I am, so are you. Tomorrow we'll both be sober, but you'll still be beautiful" he whispered in my ear. My eyes going wide.

"You'll forget about me in the morning" I whispered back. "I won't, y/f/n already gave me your number." he said chuckling. My mouth falling open. Oh how I hoped he'd remember me.

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Discipline || Headcanons | Zack x Angeal [NSFW]

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MINORS DNI !!

Words: 461 words

A/N: Imagine Angeal putting a chastity device on Zack.. Here's some of my headcanons on this topic!

Angeal simply cares about Zack, nothing else, nothing more. He isn't interested in the boy at all, but using a chastity device is a way of gaining control over him.

It is a way of teaching the poor puppy some discipline. Angeal knew how Zack could be sometimes, so this was the perfect way to teach him a lesson or two.

All Zack has to do was show Angeal how well he can behave and listen. If he does well, it goes off. If not, it stays on until he does.

Zack has a hard time with it, though. He tries his best, really, but sometimes he completely forgets about what they had agreed on and fails to behave, which meant it stayed on for at least another day.

The first day was always the hardest. Zack would always struggle the most, thinking he'd have to keep it on for an eternity.

And even though he didn't admit it, Angeal found it entertaining to see Zack struggle so much.

When Zack does behave, it goes off and Angeal gives him a treat for doing so.

Angeal spoils Zack in all the right ways. He chokes him, gags him and ties him to the bed, giving Zack orgasm after orgasm until he's seeing stars.

Angeal isn't going to stop until he's satisfied, and he knows Zack will fully cooperate.

At the end, Zack will be left in a complete mess, barely being able to form any words. And even though he didn't always show it, Angeal knew Zack loved every single second of it.

It was sometimes even pathetic, that a 1st class SOLDIER like Zack, was enjoying getting controlled by his own mentor.

Sometimes Zack even misbehaved on purpose, just for the thrill of it. Angeal knew exactly what he was doing and wasn't pleased with it at all.

Other days, Zack would go above and beyond Angeal's expectations, just because he needed to get off so badly.

Zack would be trembling under Angeal's touch, moving his hips in sync with Angeal's movements.

He would be a moaning mess, his cheeks burning up as his hands had a tight grip on the bed.

Soft whimpers would leave his pretty mouth, throwing his head back into the pillow. All Zack could do was squirm as he was tied up with both hands and feet.

Zack would continuously beg for more, but Angeal wasn't going to give into that. It was purely for discipline, and that only.

When Angeal was satisfied, he unties Zack and leaves him there on the bed, looking completely ravished.

And when Angeal thought it was time again, he'd put the device on Zack again. The boy would sigh, but if it was what Angeal wanted, he'd let him.

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Unrequited love || Cloud Strife

Character: Cloud Strife, Final Fantasy series

Warnings: angst, Hanahaki disease, mentions of blood/death

Summary: Your unrequited feelings for Cloud were weighing heavily on you. You were suffering not only emotionally, but also physically, to the point of death.

WC: 976 words

You've been extremely frustrated during the last few days. Your hands were entangled in the silky strands of your hair, to the point you were tearing hairs from your scalp.

For years, you've had feelings for Cloud, but you knew without asking him, that those feelings weren't mutual.

Every single person you told about your troubles, all advised you to confront Cloud about it. But, you weren't going to do that. What point was there in doing so? He had made it very clear to everyone around him, that he wasn't interested in relationships and all that.

You tried to push yourself past these feelings with every last ounce of energy you had, but it was harder than you had expected. Every time you tried to look the boy in the eyes, you felt like throwing up. And because of that, you had decided to try to avoid him at all costs.

And just like any other day, you found yourself sitting at the bar of Seventh Heaven with tears pooled at the brim of your eyes. Just the thought of Cloud made your heart break into a million pieces, but luckily, Tifa was there for you to take your mind off of things.

''Hey, cheer up! Don't stress it too much, okay?'' You heard Tifa's voice yell from the other side of the room. Tifa's ability to sense how you were feeling from such a distance shocked you. You nodded, biting on your bottom lip as you muttered out a soft 'yeah'.

Tifa walked up to you, lifting your head up a bit as she wiped the tears from your cheeks. ''You know, maybe Cloud does share your feelings. He'd prefer it if you told him instead of keeping it to yourself.'' She remarked as she softly patted your back.

''I don't know, you know how he is. He probably doesn't want to hear me whining to him about my feelings.'' You replied, heaving heavily as you picked up the glass of whiskey in front of you. You gulped the final bit in one go, coughing as a result of the scorching sensation in your throat.

''Well, I need to go out for a bit. Don't do anything stupid, okay?'' Tifa chuckled, waving you goodbye as she hurried slowly towards the door.

As soon as you heard the door fall shut behind you, you ran to the toilets. Your head was dangling over the toilet, spewing blood-tinged petals out of your mouth. You felt sick to your stomach. Not just when you saw him, but even if you thought about him for just a second.

The petals covered in blood were floating in the toilet, the sight making you throw up even more. This feeling was crushing you on the in- and outside. Just a few weeks ago, you started throwing up the petals out of the blue. When you searched up what this meant, you found yourself reading all about the 'Hanahaki disease'.

Unrequited love.

Once you read this, you knew for sure, that Cloud didn't feel the same. Everyone tried to reassure you that it was just all in your head, but it didn't change the way you felt.

Your train of thoughts were interrupted by someone knocking on the door.

''It's me. You okay in there?''

You could recognize this voice anywhere. It was Cloud. Of course it had to be him.

''I'm okay, just feeling a little sick today.''

Lies.

''Can I come in?'' He asked, his voice genuinely sounding worried this time. You heard him turning the knob to open the door that you had locked, your eyes widened as tears started streaming down your face. What were you going to say now? Just ask him to go away?

You stayed quiet, not knowing how to reply.

''Are you sure you're okay?''

Again, you stayed quiet.

You quickly wiped the blood and tears away from your face, rubbing your eyes profusely, before unlocking the door for Cloud. His eyes pierced right through you, even though you weren't looking him in the eyes. You held your breath, trying not to throw up again. It was a nightmare, thinking about Cloud seeing you throw up those petals and having to explain what's going on.

''Have you... been crying?'' He furrowed his brows, stepping closer to you, pushing some strands out of your face as you looked down at the floor. ''And what's that in the toilet? Flower petals?''

Your eyes shot up at him, your heart skipping a beat when you realized you had forgotten to hide the evidence.

''It's nothing, don't worry about it.'' You mumbled, slapping his hand away as you quickly flushed down the blood with petals. You didn't turn around as you wanted to avoid any eye contact.

''Hanahaki disease, right?''

Your chest started to hurt even more, making you pant heavily as you thought about all the possible outcomes of this.

Before you could even think of another reply, you felt his warm hands grab you and turn you around. You felt like dying.

You squeezed your eyes shut, holding tightly onto the fabric of your shirt. And to your surprise, you felt his soft and gentle lips against your own. You opened your eyes slightly to look at Cloud with his eyes shut, kissing you passionately. You were frozen in your place.

He pulled his lips away, cupping your cheeks with both of his hands as she sighed. ''I've seen you throw up those petals before.''

''How?''

That was all you could get out right now.

''Were you that sure that my feelings weren't mutual?''

''Yes, you said last time that you weren't interested in any kind of relationship.''

He placed another kiss on your forehead, his face stoic as ever. You chuckled at the sight, Cloud hadn't changed one bit.

''Maybe.. I changed my mind.''

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