Core Memory: Part 2

core memory: part 2

part 1 | fluff, crack | plant trio

cw: a bit of reckless driving, also not proofread lol sorry about that

“…but then she actually enters the garage! was the entire sentient house not enough?!”

nobara rants in exasperation, regarding a horror movie that she’d recently seen with maki as yuuji pulls the car into a parking spot. megumi adds a comment about the movie differing from the novel.

they had just spent a good couple hours at an arcade, playing games, eating at the arcade’s food court, and complaining about the rigged claw machines. this calls for a snack break, yuuji claimed.

“she manages to escape outside, just to go back inside, on the same haunted property.” she scoffs, as the three exit the car and shut the doors.

they make their way through the empty parking lot and enter through the glass doors of a small convenience store, the sound of a bell jingling against the frame. the cashier looks up from his newspaper momentarily to acknowledge them, and returns to reading as they traverse the aisles.

yuuji cheerily waltzes down to the refrigerated area for drinks while nobara disappears down a row of shelves for snacks.

this left megumi, who wasn’t necessarily looking for any specific snacks, to wander down a few randomly categorized shelves near the front of the store, waiting for the other two to finish.

he briefly glances out the window, the sun already setting and painting the rim of the sky with a vibrant mix of orange and purple. building silhouettes were already blanketed by the dark. megumi returns his attention to the colorful selection of sweets and goods before him.

megumi stood examining a brightly packaged bag of chips in one hand and a small box of gummies in the other when he heard,

“get the chips. i’ve tried those gummies before, they’re basically rubber.” nobara peers over megumi’s shoulder.

he almost drops the box in surprise when he spins around to face nobara, who’s arms are currently filled with a variety of chips, baked goods, and all the like.

“are we going to eat all of that?” megumi raises his brow.

nobara shrugs. “well if we don’t, then the rest of it we can save for the dorms.”

megumi puts the box back on the shelf and the two wander to the corner of the store where yuuji was still deciding which drink he wanted.

he handed two drinks to megumi, who actually had free hands, and then took one more bottle out of the fridge. he glances up to the corner of the store and noticed a round mirror displaying their reflections.

yuuji reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone. nobara is quick to follow his gaze up to the mirror, and elbows megumi to move in closer to fit in the reflection.

yuuji’s phone flashes as he grins, nobara poorly attempts a peace sign despite her snack-loaded arms, and megumi holds up the drinks, slightly confused.

“did you lose the aux cord?” yuuji quickly glances over at nobara who was shuffling and adjusting herself to check for where the wire disappeared to. his eyes return to the dark road ahead of them.

“i’m pretty sure it was still connected before we- oh wait! found it.” she says as she pulls it from under her shoe and plugs it back into the port.

“y’know, this place is almost a little unsettling when it’s super dark like this.” nobara looks up from her phone in the middle of selecting a song. they were driving through a heavily forested road, the car headlights tearing through the dark.

“we fight curses for a living, kugisaki.” megumi states blatantly from his spot in the back seat.

nobara glares at him in the rearview mirror. “i just said it was unsettling! and i still haven’t stopped thinking about that horror movie from earlier. it’s giving me the same energy.”

“that was a movie.” megumi rolls his eyes. “not like there’s much to jump at us out here.”

“i don’t know,” yuuji chimes in, “it happened to gojo once with that cursed-oh shit!”

almost on cue, a figure speeds in front of their car, and yuuji’s foot slams the breaks.

muffled, unified screaming can be heard from inside the vehicle as the deer in front of them freezes. its glassy eyes make contact with their terrified expressions before it quickly prances off the road and back into the forest.

yuuji’s tight grip on the wheel relaxes as he exhales, and he turns to his friends to make sure they’re okay. nobara has a hand pressed against the window and a hand digging into the seat. megumi’s seatbelt had barely kept him from flying forward, he was clutching the belt and a spilling bag of chips he had accidentally popped when he attempted to reach for anything to hold on to.

with adrenaline still rushing through his veins, yuuji can’t help but laugh at their shocked reactions, despite having reacted the same way.

seated outside on the wooden porch that outlined the dorm buildings, the three pop open their drinks and munch on a select few snacks from their chunky grocery bag that rested beside them. a grassy field stretched out before them, flickering with fireflies.

nobara took a sip from her strawberry flavored ramune while she listened to megumi explain the plot of the novel version of the earlier horror film.

yuuji laid beside them, arms and legs outstretched as he absorbed their conversation. he places his hands back on his stomach as he reflected on their eventful day off. the fuzzy light from the fireflies kept fading in and out of his peripheral vision, and the sound of his friends’ chatter started becoming faint. yuuji closes his eyes.

for the first time in a while, he’s never felt more at peace.

bonus:

“do we wake him up? do we carry him?” nobara looms over yuuji, who’s soundly asleep without having finished his drink.

“i don’t think either of us are strong enough to carry him while he’s out cold.” megumi is also hovering over yuuji now, scrunching up his finished bag of chips.

“you think your demon dog can carry him?” nobara smirks at megumi.

“i’m not summoning Totality.”

For Nicollas Romero and Post-Timeskip!Hinata writers

this is kinda like a rant and an "Educational" thing. Recently I read some Post-Timeskip Hinata and Nicollas Romero fanfic a d noted one thing in similar, the large use of "Mi Amor". Yes, some brazilians do say Mi Amor but treating it as a brazilian petname isn't, like, correct since its a spanish petname-

So, I've decided to post some brazilian petnames y'all can use instead of Mi Amor, hope this helps y'all:

- Meu Amor (Same as Mi Amor, "My Love")

- Amor (just Love); Amorzinho (they are also 'Love' but in a more affectionate way)

- Mozão (also love, kinda similar to "amorzinho" but more intimated)

- Gato/Gata (Said when someone looks attractive or hot, first one for boys, second one for girls, but the first one can be used as gender neutral); Gatinho/Gatinha (same as Gato, but in a more affectionate way, first for boys, second for girls)

- Querido(boys)/Querida(girls) (Same as "Dear/Darling")

- Meu Bem (similar to "My Love")

- Vida (means "Life", as if they are "your life")

- Lindo/Linda (same as "Pretty", first one for boys, second one for girls)

- Docinho (Similar to Honey)

- Paixão (means "Passion", they make you passionate)

That's all for now, if anyone wants more petnames or even expressions, let me know!

𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 - haikyuu

the man stares intently as you pluck your brow. he winces every time. he wonders how can someone be so strong.

he awes at the foamy texture of your cleanser, and the way you rub it into your skin. the white bubbles on your face make him snort. you turn to glare at him, but that only makes him chuckle more.

he watches as you methodically apply your serum. something to hydrate your skin after a long day of work.

he grins as you use a gua sha. he finds the movements amusing, because he likes the way your face is naturally. he chooses not to say anything though. he knows that you enjoy the process.

he just can't believe that you put so much effort into your beauty. it makes him love you ten times more. his pretty baby, with perfect skin. with a perfect body.

before putting on moisturizer, you turn to him.

he’s attentive already, looking at you expectedly.

“do you want me to do your skincare baby?”

he nods like a little kid, excitingly pulling you on his lap.

“took you long enough. make me pretty now doll.”

# ATSUMU, hinata, HANAMAKI, BOKUTO, iwaizumi, SUNA, konoha, KUROO, TANAKA

♡ reblogs are appreciated! ♡

𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐧 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐

𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘, 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓, 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄

MORNING MOMENTS

pairing(s): post-timeskip fukunaga, hinata, & akaashi (separately) x gn! reader

tags: some cute morning fluff, bad pickup lines

warnings: minor food mention in hinata & akaashi

a/n: oh to be the lover of timeskip hinata shoyo anyway this has been sitting in my drafts for months so i finally posted it i'll try to write more often i Swear

it’s a familiar day—shohei is singing in the shower like he always is, and you’re standing at the bathroom counter brushing your teeth, watching the mirror steam up. his singing is horrible in possibly every way possible but you’re positive there’s a smile on his face behind the white shower curtain.

“shohei,” you sigh as he takes another breath to start up, pausing abruptly.

“yes? you don’t need to compliment my singing, thank you, it’s a given.”

you snort, toothpaste falling into the sink. “yeah, whatever floats your boat. anyway, what color clothes are you wearing today? i want to coordinate them.”

shohei smacks his lips loudly. “mmmm, wow, fancy. i’m thinking about wearing some fulvous with eburnean, maybe a hint of amaranth while i’m at it? or i can throw in some xanadu and spice it up a bit.”

“you don’t know what any of those mean, do you.”

“no, not in the slightest. how about yellow?”

“yellow is fine.” although, you think, he does look best in pink. i mean, then again, what doesn’t he look good in? and before you can stop them, the thoughts: “you’re handsome in every color.”

he chuckles and even though he can’t see you you throw your hands over your eyes. holy crap that was embarrassing.

“that’s cute,” he giggles. shohei only giggles—he doesn’t really laugh. “can i use your soap?”

“use your own, heathen.”

“i can’t believe you’re divorcing me.”

you roll your eyes with a smile. “you are so extra.”

then there’s a deep sigh, “how dare you. i’m so heartbroken i’m going to use your soap anyway.”

you wash your toothbrush and can’t help beaming as you pull the shower curtain back just enough to smack a kiss onto his lips, which taste strongly of water. he freezes up and he doesn’t even laugh as you open the bathroom door to leave. so instead you do the chuckling for him:

“who’s the cute one now?”

finally you hear his laughter, “that was a horrible line.”

he’s right, but you weren’t even trying to be funny; you really just wanted to hear him laugh.

shoyo wraps his arms around your waist and kisses your ear over the buzz of the coffee machine. “good morning, mi amor,” he hums, tussling your hair. “lazy day, hm?”

“good morning, and, well, for you, maybe,” you step back into his arms to peck his cheek, glancing over his sleep-ridden outfit; a white shirt with plaid pajama pants, his bright orange hair messy and spiky. there’s still some sleep in the corner of his eyes, which you wipe with your thumb. “i’m going for a walk. it’s a nice morning.”

shoyo lets go and steps back, looking over your outfit with a dazed smile. his eyes linger on your legs, accentuated by your pants, and you give him a playful whack. “no staring,” you joke. “i have a husband.”

“hey,” he whines, following you (who’s chuckling) to the cabinet and tucking his face into the space between your neck and shoulder. “i am the husband—doesn’t that count for anything?”

your laugh is punctured by a, “no.”

“unbelievable. your coffee’s done.”

you pour it into two cups, one for him and one for you, making sure to throw in the thousand spoonfuls of sugar he can barely function without. he takes it from you and sips it, closing his eyes appreciatively. “thanks!”

“you’re welcome. gonna head out, okay, baby?”

shoyo winks as he takes your place at the counter. “i’ll have breakfast waiting when you come back.”

keiji is asleep face-down on his desk when you find him, manuscript open on his laptop and cursor blinking. you chuckle and shake his shoulder, setting the fresh cup of tea next to him. “huh?” your husband jumps awake, eyes taking a second to recognize your blurry albeit smiling form, but he gives you a sleepy beam once he recognizes you. “oh, good morning, love.”

“good morning,” you plant a kiss on his forehead and he hums, picking up the tea and sipping it delicately. “did you have a good sleep?”

“terrible, actually. my back hurts.”

you ruffle his hair with one of your hands and reach behind him to lightly massage his back through his tanktop, feeling the curve of his spine and to which he lets out a deep breath at. “maybe if you’d stop working until one am, you could sleep in a normal position and not kill your back,” you tease, although it’s partly a genuine suggestion.

“sorry,” he says sheepishly. “i’ll try not to anymore, love, you know i do.”

“aw, keiji, i was just kidding,” you laugh at the blush that spreads across his face and kiss his cheek, sliding his glasses up onto his face. he blinks, your beautiful face suddenly becoming visible, and he can’t help a lovesick smile. no wonder he got married to you. he feels dizzy with love whenever he sees your eyes.

“want breakfast?” you ask, helping him up. he cracks his back as he stands, and you can’t help admiring all the little details about his appearance—the age marks on his shoulders, the little freckles that litter his chest, the stretch marks on his armpits. you’ve fallen in love with perfection; he hasn’t become any less perfect since you met him all those years ago.

“only if i get to help you make it,” keiji smiles, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. “french toast?”

you nod in agreement, kissing his hand, “french toast.”

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