#If no one's gonna prove me wrong they're not going to do it anytime soon!

[player-1]

Once again back on my bs throwing out another insane but possibly valid Nexomon theory until Nexomon 3 finally gets a proper release date...

Going through the Abyssal DLC again, mostly finding hints on what they foreshadow for 3 (And it's quite a few things, a bit about sorcerers/witches already getting wiped off the map and a possible time-skip prediction of 100,000 years.), but the one thing that caught my eye was after the MC defeated Volcel [N:E Abyssal DLC part 4]. Long story short, it's heavily implied that the Abyssals were engineered like the Greater Drakes and/or Vados, but not in such an unnatural way that Deena couldn't have sensed it. In her own words, "Unlike the dragons and Vados, these Abyssal Tyrants couldn't have been forged by human hands."

Which leads me to the obvious conclusion (and indirectly the mad scientist Logan's): GENETIC ENGINEERING!!

And I'm obviously jumping on the idea that Metta made them (for obvious reasons) since resurrection would've opened up a similar scheme; besides, he's the only one of the fam with these skills so he had all that free time to do something else here. While following the assumption that the main element Abyssals (Fire, Water, Wind, Nature, Earth, Lightning) were modeled after the main Omnicron Fam, the Abyssals also share some physical characteristics with some Nexomon of N1 & N:E as well besides the nixed bag that is Venefelis, but I'll just go in order from appearance in the DLC then explain/ramble from there.

Major-ish spoilers for Nexomon 1 (& Netherworld dlc/arc) and Nexomon: Extinction w. the Abyssal dlc below:

1. Venefelis (Masquiti(?) + Kitsunox, Carnagrius, Fanfrou, Fuzztino, Felicient)

Like I said, Venefelis is such a mixed bag since she came out the gate just after Omnicron's bucket got kicked for good and the N1 protag thought any major world-ending threat was over and done for...Well that was a fucking lie and we all know it. While I feel that Venefelis got that hot-headed attitude (and obvious golden child syndrome) from the other cat-based 'mon, it's easy to see the similarities w. the Masquiti line even when they didn't appear until 1,000 yrs later in N:E (and the off-putting entry about Masquiti fits way too perfectly w. her "ghost" form Salem), but I digress. Whether or not Venefelis could be considered the first Psychic type after N1 (or the first uber-powerful Masquiti known to man), or maybe Metta made a replacement Omnicron on the side if his main plan failed (before he threw her out only to kill Hilda in revenge), that's already up for debate for me. [Also somewhat implying that Venefelis is a mutation of Kitsunox since the cape seems similar and she actively boasts about being the “perfect servant” in killing Hilda for a master she never knew nor witnessed (N:E Kitsunox are unwaveringly loyal too) but that’s my opinion here]…

2. Pluvean (Arqua + Harectic, Hydrose, Reeferus, Torrex)

Even if Arqua/Merida was always shown to be hotheaded and quick to throw a temper (even at the expense of a destroyed ship or two), Pluvean was only mean to be a sacrifice to either confuse the Guild on the Abyssals' purpose or direct their attention away from the real threats...Either way, he's pretty lax on what the Guild wants to learn from him (ie. the bare minimum) and is more concerned over why Venefelis revived him if he already completed his task with flying colors. While this might also relate to the calming nature of water as opposed to Arqua's unpredictable rage, it's an interesting starting point for the Guild (and MC) to figure out that the Abyssals are far from their usual brand of Tyrant. And I guess Metta wanted to see a cooler side to Arqua/Merida when she's not flaunting around with other humans, who knows?

3. Rotramus (Nara + Outgrov, Raksuma, Prisimazor)

While I'm not going to theorize if or how Metta got Nara's DNA to create Rotramus (which that would next to impossible without revealing himself), but it's pretty telling since the only things he has to do is 1. Hide from the Guild, 2. Nap out of sight of said-Guild, 3. Answer or follow any tamer's command without question or self-preservation if they find him (and 4. Deny and insult said-tamer's command without question if they attempt to turn him against the Abyssals); you know, it just like Nara's main deal of betraying Omnicron, joining the humans to destroy her dad and siblings, and wanting to live freely and independently as Deena. Even if Rotramus is perfectly harmless apart from not betraying the Abyssals at the drop of a hat, it's interesting to see how much of an iron grip Metta also has on the Abyssals despite none of them ever knowing their master by appearance or name.

4. Inominox (Ventra + Heliventus, Eqoloptera, Lurkennie, Voltosfrere, Swactrum)

Just like the vulture Inominox is based on, he fights only against tamers he considers weak and easy-pickings and has survived because of that for generations...Yet he heartily declares the MC weak and worthless despite after defeating two Abyssals at that point (Pluvean and Rotramus) despite clearly being the King/Queen of Monsters, then getting completely bodied in the process (mostly after using one Nexomon with a type disadvantage). Makes sense though since Ventra was always shown to be incredibly egotistical and overestimated her enemies in N1, so Inominox might've been so blinded by his cunning and "weakness radar" that he's the only Abyssal besides Helevolk and/or Braccus that don't immediately recognize the MC as Nexomon King.

5. Helovolk (Fona + Carnagrius (N:E), Oregoon, Treclay, Moltano, Shardrillion)

Sucks that I can't find an proper Nexomon to connect to why Helovolk is blind and as irrational as a ordinary monster, but it might relate to the theme of fire being a blind and destructive force if left unattended...Or Helovolk just got the worst part of Fona since he was just a bad-boy dude who always played by his own rules. Also putting in the revived N:E version of Carnegrius since they became increasingly violent after loosing their natural habitat, and Helovolk constantly digs a mindless series of tunnels to stay hidden and elusive...Maybe N3 will expand more on his personality/motives, but that's all I got for him here. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

6+7. Caelesa & Byeol (Metta + Raamu, Mistrallion, Starckal, Paupo(?))

I know I know, why add Byeol in the mix, aren't they supposed to be a regular ol' Tyrant? I mean, have you even seen these two side-by-side!? They might as well be half-siblings here! And if anything goes to show, if Metta dabbled with gene splicing with his own DNA, not everything was going to be all sugar, spice, and everything nice here (and probably experiencing ego-death with the "abomination" that is Byeol)...Maybe throwing in a bit of Paupo in the mix so the family resemblance isn't too obvious, who knows. Besides, they're both Normal type, they both have ring-like objects on them, and they both have a tendency to constantly evade the Guild's Tyrant witch-hunt without a care in the world...Possibly w. Byeol, but their lack of a noteworthy dex entry says as much (And on that note, it was only today ago that I realized that Byeol’s Nexomite/energy crystals are on the cheeks or might be the little stars floating around them…So I’m technically right and they have permanent dimples! 🥰). While Caelesa obviously has Metta's crassness around humans (only calling them idiots and getting huffy about the Guild labeling for a Tyrant for only running around as ordered), I headcanon that Byeol only avoids getting caught as a "game" and enjoys people-watching or nagging for attention so much that it easily weirds out the Guild. But I'm pretty sure Metta would've had a grand old time getting a 2-in-1 Tyrant deal while (possibly) pretending his mini-me cherub doesn't exist at all.

8. Braccus (Grunda + Broshield, Grath, Bitztrong, Rustung)

My boy Braccus is chonk supreme here, already topping off against all the Abyssals in pure strength and size alone (and makes it even funnier when his dialogue sprite takes up 1/3 of the screen on its own), but I have a feeling that this is the kind of terror and might Metta aspires Grunda to be before he "mellowed out" in N:E. Not that he did any kind of extreme damage on purpose, even Grunda's Chasm in N:E was made just from the Nexolord reviving him, and his entry mentions that it's only getting on Grunda's bad side when he goes on a rampage, so tamers and residents always had to walk on eggshells around him. But what does Grunda secretly want more than anything in the world? Take care of a small camp/village in the desert town Solus (aka Lateria in N:E) as its leader and as the human Ulrich (in the N1 dlc btw, sot it's an idealized verision of what he wants in the world...neat!). So yeah, even if Braccus was given actual freedom with distracting the Guild instead of a set-in-stone calling, he decides on his own that cold-blooded destruction was the only way to go...Until Xanders killed him, that is. And yes I will wholeheartedly believe that Xanders did it barehanded, he's just that kind of dude tbh. -Oh yeah, and who wants to bet that the crystal he has was ripped out of his chest? Either Xanders did it or Braccus did it for a power move, who knows?

9. Volcel (Luxa + Resonect, Resonic, Zappnic, Tephragon)

Isn't it interesting to know that both Volcel and Tephragon have an innate skill in tracking other people and/or monsters? While Volcel mainly used his skills to find a safe place for the Abyssals to hide in (aka. Precursor Mountains), his dex entry notes he "excelled at scouting and locating other living beings"...Maybe Venefelis revived him first to track the other Abyssal skeletons and find the mountain? Just some food for thought here...But yeah, I suppose Metta wanted his not-Luxa Tyrant to do something important and meaningful instead of being materialistic and smiting humans only for fun.

10. Kroma (Kromatice, Phantra, Hohopi, Rapilux, Dredrone)

And last but not least, the attack rabbit themselves! While I love the irony of a cute winged rabbit-fox thing having the power to control ghosts (and she was set loose in Immortal Citadel, you know, the one place already filled to the brim with ghosts...), I kinda believe that her appearance was purely meant to be a distraction to hide her true strength (apart from every other Abyssal I mean). While it doesn't clearly explain how Kroma controls spirits in the first place (and being strong enough to control Ulzar nonetheless), it might work like Dredrone or Phantra with a strange otherworldly energy or hypnotism. Sucks that she only got to roam free in a relatively short time, trying and failing to kill Hilda's apprentice Eliza, before Deena curb-stomped that pile of stuffing into oblivion (or not caring to do her mission with gusto since she knew their master won't show up, who knows)...But hey, at least we'll get to see them again in Nexomon 3...Hopefully.

Anywho, thanks for reading my growing brand of rants here, and here's to the future installment in the completely underrated Nexomon series!

[marklyfan]

of bad habits and hesitations

summary: mark has a bad habit of second guessing himself in everything, especially when it comes to you.

pairing: mark x fem!reader

genre: college!au, friends to lovers!, fluff, angst, comedy

warning/s: profanities

teaser, part 1, part 2, part 3

"According to Freud’s theory, dreams depict unconscious thoughts and desires. He also....” Bull. Freud was a fraud. He was full of shit. You wanted to prove him wrong so bad. But he’s probably in hell right now, smirking, having a blast because of your misfortune. You could only imagine him saying, "I told you so.” Asshole.

You sigh. Your professor’s voice turns into a background noise while you drown in your very much unsolicited thoughts. The phrases longings of the subconscious mind and sexual instincts and motives were enough to put you in a profound contemplation.

Last night, you had a dream about Mark, a friend of yours, although you're not so sure if you can even consider him that because you only ever hung out when your mutual friends were around. But that's really not your main concern. In your dream, you and Mark... you were together. You were being domestic, lovey dovey and all that. You woke up this morning catching your breath because what the hell was that? The first thing you thought about was Sigmund Freud's The Interpretation of Dreams, a reading assignment in your major. You find yourself disagreeing (and quite frankly, disgusted) with some (read: most) of the late neurologist’s propositions. And man does the universe love keeping your smug attitude down to a minimum.

Why Mark of all people? It’s not like you have feelings for him... well... do you? Oh, for fuck’s sake. You barely even know the guy! Your friends are starting to get in your head.

A few weeks ago, Haechan, one of your friends, jokingly suggested that you and Mark should date each other since you're both single. You just laughed because you know you weren't ready to enter a relationship with anyone anytime soon. And Mark just smiled, like he always does. He laughs a lot too. He does this thing with his nose and you just think that he looks cu- oh hell, no. Nope.

You were pulled out of your trance when you hear shuffling, the sound of backpacks being carried on shoulders. Your classmates are already starting to leave the lecture hall. So much for zoning out. You're supposed to be focusing on your lectures even more now that finals are around the corner. Yet, you spent your morning thinking about a guy who's essentially a stranger to you if you're being honest. All because of a dream? Why are you making such a big deal out of it anyway?

You stand up and put your things in your bag. You were putting your earphones on when you notice a familiar figure standing outside. Jeez, speak of the devil. A very good-looking one. Mark is wearing a plain white t-shirt, ripped jeans, and a pair of converse. Very casual and very... dazzling. You snap out of your thoughts, again, when Mark waves his hand at you.

"Hi," he says, out of breath. It seems like he ran and oh boy, his sweat-dripping hair- You blinked twice.

"Hey!" You laugh nervously. You seriously need to get it together. "What's up?"

"Uh... the group wants to eat out tonight at the new restaurant a few blocks away from campus." You see his hesitation but then he continues, "They told me to get you, uh, Haechan said they're running a little late so we might wanna... go first," he scratches the back of his neck.

Is this some kind of a deliberate ploy where your friends pretend to be late and end up leaving you both alone? You are so going to give Haechan hell. Is he really serious about setting you and his friend up?! You swear you're gonna kick his balls until they dro- "You know... so we could save seats?" He adds, eyeing you carefully. He must have seen your face starting to crumple.

"Oh," is the only thing you manage to reply. Oh. You shake your head slightly. "Yeah, of course. Let me get my things first."

You know, for a psychology major, you're pretty delusional.

a/n: i'm not really sure where this is going but i just had to post it because it's long overdue 😭 if you liked it please let me know in the replies or here!! should i continue this one or not I HONESTLY DON'T KNOW 😵‍💫 this is inspired by steve lacy's bad habit! it's been stuck in my head ever since it came out and it doesn't help that mark recommended it on bbl 🧎🏻‍♀️

© 2022 marklyfan all rights reserved. do not copy, distribute, or translate my works.

[kanjukucompany]

【A3! Translation】 Chigasaki Itaru R: A Watchful Hymn (2/2)

PART 1 / PART 2

(translation under the cut)

Request to Appear at a Music Festival

*ring* *ring*

Itaru: ♪~♪~

Itaru: ...Is that right?

Itaru: (At any rate, as long as play the right notes, I should be fine.)

Homare: Oh, Itaru-kun. Are you practicing the handbell?

Itaru: Something like that.

Homare: I have some experience with handbells, I could mentor you if you'd like?

Itaru: I looked it up on the internet, and since I'm only using three of them, I think I can manage.

Homare: Hmm, it looks like you're using music bells. If that's the case, perhaps you don't need my teaching...

Itaru: Are there other types of handbells?

Homare: Yes. There's English handbells, which much harder to play than music bells.

Homare: They're one octave, and can cost as much as hundreds of thousands of yen.

Itaru: No wonder we don't have one in the dorm.

Homare: It's expensive, yes, but its sound is so magnificent that it's been dubbed an angelic harmony.

Itaru: Heh, it's that beautiful, huh.

Homare: I've heard it's sound, and it was so beautiful I can only describe it as truly heavenly music.

Itaru: (...I lucked out not getting that bell.)

Homare: Now then. Could you show me the score you'll be using?

Itaru: Ah, yeah. This is it.

Homare: Hmm...

Homare: Itaru-kun, here, at this part of the song...

Homare: You'll need to ring all three handbells in a row, so it might prove difficult to change hands.

Itaru: ....Huh, you're right. I hadn't gotten that far yet, so I didn't notice.

Homare: I'd recommend carefully practicing this part so that you don't ring the wrong bell or mistime it.

Itaru: Got it.

Itaru: (I thought this would be a piece of cake, but guess I'm wrong...)

Itaru: Alright, let's try this again today.

Itaru: (Homare-san said I still can't do it right, I've gotta do something about this before the performance...)

*ring*

Itaru: ....Gh!

Chikage: What's wrong?

Itaru: Eh? No.... it's nothing. Oh, speaking of, I've got a game to play.

Itaru: I'll practice more tomorrow.

Chikage: ....Okay then.

*door closes*

Itaru: ...Sigh. Senpai, you left at a good time.

Itaru: (My controller is.... found it.)

Itaru: Ouch...!

Itaru: (...My wrist hurt when I moved my finger, guess I hurt it from practicing the handbell...)

Itaru: Well, this blows. I can't play games or practice.

*door opens*

Chikage: ...Here, a compress. Put it on.

Itaru: Eh?

Chikage: ....Your wrist hurts. You aren't allowed to game today, either.

Itaru: ...How did you know?

Chikage: Anyone would understand seeing that reaction.

Itaru: ...In exchange for taking this, I'm not gonna be like, indebted to you, right?

Chikage: Just what do you think of me?

Chikage: A certain someone was trying to hide it, and he didn't seem like he was going to put one on himself anytime soon, so I brought it to him.

Itaru: You see everything, huh.

Chikage: Who knows.

Itaru: I thought I could make it this time.....But, well, I'm grateful to use it.

Itaru: Yawn...

Homare: Good morning, Itaru-kun.

Itaru: Good morning.

Homare: Oh? What happened to your wrist?

Itaru: Ah, this... I think I hurt myself practicing the handbells.

Itaru: My hand can't hold anything heavier than a controller...

Homare: It's not the weight that's the issue, it's the way it sounds!

Itaru: Really?

Homare: It's probably the result of your hard practice... The bell is not something you should shake so blindly about.

Itaru: I thought it was fine as long as it made a sound.

Homare: I knew it, I should have taught you from the beginning.

Itaru: Really wish you did...

Itaru: When my injury's healed, please help me start from square one.

[atinysunbaby]

Meant to be | Choi San 🖤

Warnings : Cursing, violence, mention of rape.

Words count : 2.2 k

Previous 《 Prologue

Masterlist

Chapter 1

Present

My cheeks are burning from the salty tears escaping my eyes. A tightening feeling in my chest growing by the minute. The sobs keep escaping me, making my body move uncontrollably. Chocking from the sharp inhales and shaking from the cold temperature. This moment, forever will be imprinted in my mind. Those images I wish I could forget, unfortunately will hunt me till my last breath.

I suppose it's what most people feel too when they lose their parents. I wanted to deny it, but I saw their bodies. They were cold, bruised, bloody and no longer held any signs of life.

The last time a saw them, I didn't bother much to say goodbye to them. Only telling them to enjoy their little vacation in the woods. I was more exited about being alone then making them know how much I loved them. Now it's too late, I'll never be able to see their faces again, hear their voices, feel their arms around me when I need them the most.

I woke up to my cellphone ringing this morning, answering grumpily, thinking it was my mom who disturbed me from my sleep. It was actually the cops telling me to come to the hospital, but I wish it would've been her instead. I wish she could annoy me every morning now, but it's over. She isn't here anymore and neither is my dad.

I'm in my room, at this moment, crying my heart out. I ran out of the hospital immediately after seeing their corpses. They wanted me to identifie them, but I left with people screaming for me to comeback. I guess they probably know from my reaction, that it was indeed my mom and dad.

People keep calling me on my phone, but I don't answer. I'm laying on the floor, looking at the ceiling, waiting for my sadness to subside. I know that won't happen anytime soon, but it's the only way for me to calm down. Being surrounded by people telling me how sorry they are for my loss. A bunch of fake assholes making me feel even worse about the situation definitely won't make anything better.

Slowly my eyes get heavy, I try to fight the exhaustion but fail miserably. I fall asleep on the cold floor of my room, my window open and the sound of rain filling my ears. All of this crying definitely used up a lot of my energy.

The car crash, I wasn't there and I have no idea of what happened. But I see it, something is in the middle of the road and dad just told mom a joke. They're laughing.. until they hit that thing, an animal maybe. It goes right through the window and kill my dad instantly, but as for my mom. The car rolls off the road and fall down a small cliff. Mom's still alive, she's in pain, blood everywhere, she's crying for her husband to open his eyes and answer her. She keeps screaming that she can't feel him anymore? His presence? Her breathing is getting worse the more she panics. Suddenly the door on her side opens and something stabs her in the chest, putting a end to her desperate cries. Blood is streaming down her chin, her eyes looking directly through mine while she takes her last breath.

I open my eyes to see nothing but darkness. I frantically search for a sign of light, I reach around with my hands. My eyes are open wide and my breath shaky, until my fingers brush against an object. I stop every movement, slowly gripping it and letting a breath of relieve when I realise it's my phone.

I turn it on to see a ton of messages and missed calls. One standing out, my aunts name, my mom's sister. I never talked to her, but mom insisted on giving me her number. I look around my room and stand up to look outside the window, only to notice that it's night time. The reason of the darkness and freezing temperature. I close it and turn the lights on in my room. Then I sit on the corner of my bed and hesitate a few minutes while looking at the screen in front of me. My fingers finaly press on call. A few rings later, Aunt Kath's voice is heard. "Y/N! Y/N is it you?"

"Yes it's me.. why did you cal-" I'm cut off by a loud sob. My eyes widen in confusion, but I soon remember that my mom, her sister is no longer a part of this world. I sigh and wait for her to stop crying on the other side of the line. "S-sweetie- where are you? Are you safe? You're not alone ar-"

"Kath, my parents just died. I'm obviously not partying right now, but I'm okay.. I guess.." She stays silent for the next few seconds, my blunt answer probably wasn't expected, but it's understandable. "Sweetheart-I uhh.. you have no one to stay with right? So.. your mom made me your godmother, i-in case anything happened to her.. will you come live w-with me, here in Korea?"

It takes some time to process what just came out of her mouth, my eyebrows are furrowed. Many feelings are fighting to take control of my body, but the one that wins is frustration. "W-what?.."

"She told me to take care of you if she wasn't there anymore... It was just a precaution, but I guess it really happened." She says with a small voice, trying not to upset me further. Judging from my lack of response, she can tell I'm not that excited about this new information. "I asked you, but it ins't really a choice that you have. It's an obligation, you can't stay alone out ther-"

I hang up, not wanting to listen even for one more second. I need some time to think about it. She's right, I don't have much of a choice. I turned seventeen not too long ago and I don't have any family member here. At least none that I know of. I sigh defeated, once again pressing on my godmother's contact.

She picks up not even a second later, as if she knew I was gonna call her back. She doesn't say a word, waiting for me to start talking. I clear my throat after freeing my lower lip from my teeth. "How will I get there? How about my clothes and everything else in the house? My parents' funera-"

"I'll take care of everything you don't have to worry, just bring the necessary and I'll transfer some money on your account so you can pay for your plane ticket. As for the ride to my house, my boyfriend will pick you up" She spend a whole hour explaining to me how everything will go and I agree after hesitating for a while. If my mom gave Kath the role of godmother, she must trust her. So I will trust her too, anyways I don't really have a reason not to. She's been nice till now and she'll even welcome me in her house, she's taking me in. "Thank you Kath, I really appreciate it. I don't know what I would've done if I was all alone."

Days later

I prepared all my stuff, ready to fly to Korea. It took me a while to accept, but eventually I warmed up to it. It's an opportunity for me, to start over. A new life full of adventure, new environment and culture. I want to explore the world so why not start there.

Unfortunately though, I had to say goodbye to all my friends. We cried and spend the last few days together. We promised to text each other everyday and not to forget about one another. Sad thing is, my friends aren't the only ones I need to leave behind. It's hard to leave the place I grew up in, my house, my neighbourhood, my city, everything.

In a few hours, everything I ever knew will all be in the past. Only the memories will stay, the rest, all gone. So the day my parents died, I didn't only lose them, but my life too. The life they gave me. Now, I have to make a new one, by myself.

Landing in Korea

The flight was boring and quite annoying, I didn't know what to do. A baby cried for what felt like years and a couple had an argument at some point. Then the person next to me started to snore so loudly I thought the plane was crashing. I'm glad to finaly be on the ground, the loud voices of people speaking indistinctly seeming to sooth me from what I went through previously.

I sit on one of the chairs in the airport waiting for James, my godmother's boyfriend. He'll drive me to their house, apparently Kath arranged a room for me already. She doesn't have any kid, so she's looking forward to having me over.

"Y/N!!" I jump from the chair almost falling on my ass. I luckily manage to stay on my two feet and not make a fool of myself. Upon hearing a chuckle, I turn around and see an old looking dude smirking at me, maybe in his late forties. "Umm.. Hi can I help you?"

"James, I came to pick you up remember?" He asks while pointing at himself. I'm still unsure, he's looking at me weirdly. I can feel an odd vibe from him. It makes me feel uncomfortable, but I push it aside and nod before following him.

We enter his rusty jeep, the doors creaking when moving. Despite the outside looking a bit ugly, the inside is clean. The only negative point would be the smell, cigarette and..alcohol? Paying a bit more attention to the smell though, it doesn't only come from the jeep. The man next to me is even worst, it seems that he might shower rarely. Subtly, I bring my sweater paws to my nose, looking outside to distract myself.

"So, Y/N! How you holding up?" His loud and deep raspy voice makes me jump for the second time. I turn a bit a towards him not to be impolite and think before answering him. "I guess it's a bit easier then I expected. I didn't think that I'd feel any better, but after a few days it prove me wrong. But I feel bad, to already move on.."

He hums next to me, nodding his head lazily. I wait for him to add something, but the car is filled with silence. I'm relieved he doesn't speak further, not really being in the mood to have a whole conversation, especially with someone I don't know. So, slowly I turn back around towards the window. My mind drifting to the events that happened in just a few weeks, everything is so fucked up. Fortunately, Kath and James decided to help me.

About an hour past since we came out of the airport. We just entered a forrest, James informed me that it'll take a while still. He insisted that I should go to sleep and when I'll wake up, we'll be home. I ponder for some time, but eventually agree. It doesn't take long for me to fall asleep due to not being able to get much sleep in the plane.

I wake up when the car come to an halt, a man's voice coming from next to me. Curses escaping his mouth, confused I open my eyes. The events from the previous hours coming back to me, tears threatening to escape my eyes. My body shaking slightly from fear, uncontrollably.

The ride was a lot longer then what James had told me it would be and I slept, only to be woken up by a hand covering my mouth. Horrible things happened in that car and it wasn't a nightmare, no mather how much I wish it was one. He said he would tell Kath it took us some time because of the traffic and the airport. Then he threatened to kill me if I open my mouth.

I can't let him see me crying, I don't want him to have another reason to hurt me. Despite being terrified and completely drained from energy, I swallow the bill in my throat and wipe the tears from my eyes. While I'm breaking down, next to me James is whistling and turning the car off. Announcing with a loud scream to Kath that we arrived.

"Omg! Y/N! Sweetie you really are here." Kath comes out of the house shouting happily, her arms open, waiting for me to give her a hug. I rush to open the door, but a hand grabs my arm. His nails dig in my skin and I whimper, both from fear and pain. "Remember. You talk, you die."

He puts my bag in my hand, pretending to be helping me. Finally I escape the horrible vehicle and run into my godmother's arms with a heavy heart. The second she engulfs me in her warmth, sobs spill from deep within me. She cries with me but not for the same reason. She cries because she lost her sister and now I'm here. I, cry because I've lost my parents, I lost my house, my friends. Because I've been raped less then an hour ago. Because I feel completely broken and hopeless. The new life I wanted for myself, only starts with even more problems then I had before.

Next 》 Chapter 2

[giyuwu-san]

Kagehina where they're already graduated and live together (oh and they're boyfriends uwu). One day Kageyama texts Hinata he's gonna be home late so Hinata cooks dinner for himself. It continues for a week and now we have a sad Hinata that goes to Sugamama to get advice. Hinata comes home and Kageyama's there who apparently cooked some good food. Kageyama invites Hinata to eat and while eating Kageyama explains that he's been getting cooking lessons from Dadchi because he feels bad that it's eit

2/2  -her  Hinata’s the one cooking or they get take out. So now Hinata’s all happy (eeyy). Back to Sugamama and Dadchi (who is also together), they talked about kagehina’s fluffy relationship

well look at you being mysterious and asking anonymously even though we’re friends irl. I see you. but anyways, thank you for the request hehe. I hope you like it  ◕‿◕

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    pairing : kageyama tobio x hinata shoyo

    warnings : slight angst, like one swear word

    summary : hinata shoyo seems to be going through a rough patch with his boyfriend kageyama tobio, or is he just cooking up a surprise after a week of lonely coexistence?

    word count : 1.2K  

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         I won’t be coming home tonight.

         Sorry

It’s alright, Hinata Shoyo thought, and desperately tried to believe. It’s all good.

He sighed, the texts still fresh in his mind as he looked over to the cold dinner table. 

Ignoring the pain the felt, he hastily cleared the table. In hopes that maybe if he pretended it wasn’t a big deal, it magically wouldn’t be. And maybe, he would be able to steer away from his thoughts.

He’s busy.

It’s fine.

It isn’t a big deal.

It’s okay.

         “Fuck,” he let out as his hands gripped the edge of the sink, the plate he held prior falling along with the rest as his tears fell too.

The process repeated itself for a week, maybe more, maybe less. He felt lonely and for the first time in a long time, unsure. 

He had never once doubted the relationship he had with Kageyama Tobio, never once doubted their love for each other. He knew that living together would bring lots of challenges, but they could overcome it right? As long as they did this together they could overcome anything.

But why did it feel like he was the only one trying? Why was he the only one bent over a sink crying over someone that didn’t even seem to be living in the same apartment as him anymore?

It all felt stupidly cliche. Like he was stuck in a movie that had no happy ending. He laughed at himself, laughed at the stupidity of the situation. He laughed as the tears kept flowing down his face until he finally broke down into sobs.

It all felt so unfamiliar. These weren’t like the tears he had shed when they lost a match. These weren’t tears from someone who just missed their lover. It was much more than that. These were tears from someone scared, and insecure.

From someone who all his life, had held off his insecurities. And tried to face all his shortcomings with a sense of hope. A hope that it would get better.

But now all his insecurities finally got to him. And after everything he’s accomplished. He felt so small.

        - - -  *ﾟ‘ﾟ ☽  ☼  ☾ *.:｡ - - -

After getting a good night’s sleep, Hinata had decided to pull himself together. He needed to stop handling all his problems by himself, even if it hurt his pride. It didn’t matter to him anymore if he felt like a small child. He just needed to fix this. 

Making his way to Sugawara’s house, he felt a slight stinge of anxiety. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust his former teammate. But it was the fear of confirming that something was wrong that haunted his mind. He never admitted to having the perfect relationship, but he never admitted to having a troubled one either.

His hands felt shaky as he rung the doorbell and balanced himself on the balls of his feet. A nervous habit he had developed throughout the years as he waited patiently. At least, he hoped he was.

The door opened slightly to reveal the familiar locks of silver hair Hinata had grown fond of, and instantly smiled towards. The recipient of the said smile, however, returned a quite nervous version of his own, as he looked back towards the interior of the apartment. 

Finding this strange, Hinata’s smile faltered as he watched his senior walk out the door before gently closing it behind him. 

         “Hinata!” the silver-haired man starts, showcasing a smile. “It’s been a while hasn’t it? What brings you over?” he adds, albeit a bit rushed.

         “Oh, I just came for some advice about Kage-” Hinata said before getting cut off by an overly exaggerated ‘oh!’ from the man in front of him. And before he could say anything else, he gets dragged further away from the apartment with the said man’s hand on his shoulder. 

He was then lead to the local park nearby, where Hinata slowly opened up about his concerns to the welcoming figure beside him. Completely unaware of what was happening inside this person’s apartment.

        - - -  *ﾟ‘ﾟ ☽  ☼  ☾ *.:｡ - - -

It was night-time when Hinata and Sugawara both headed back to their respective homes. With Sugawara parting with an ’it’ll all turn out fine, trust me.‘ Much to the redhead’s confusion.

A sigh left his mouth as he turned the doorknob, and with his head still tilted down, he kicked off his shoes and entered the shared apartment. 

Until his head was met with something as he trudged further into the apartment. 

Looking up, he saw the face he had desperately wanted to see.

He was home.

He couldn’t see anything else but him as he quickly wrapped his arms around the man in front of him. It had been so long since he had felt him. Even though he did technically come home every night throughout the week, he was only ever there when Hinata was fast asleep, and long gone when he woke up the next morning.

It had been too long since he’s had this, and he wasn’t planning to let it go anytime soon.

That was until a new feeling took his senses. Something smelled good, like really good. He turned his head over to look behind the man in front of him to see a sight he never thought he would live to see.

On the table, he saw two plates decked with food that made him convinced he was dreaming. He had to be.

That was until he felt strong arms envelop his figure and that made him realize, that all this was indeed, very real.

And that made this whole week all worthwhile.

        - - -  *ﾟ‘ﾟ ☽  ☼  ☾ *.:｡ - - -

         “Ok so, lemme get this straight,” Hinata said, his mouth still slightly full, “the reason you’ve been out this whole week,” he continued, as he pointed his chopsticks at the man across from him as if the chopsticks had eyes of their own, staring at him narrowly. “was because you, asked Daichi-san to help you cook meals for me?” he finished, still looking straight at poor Tobio, who honestly had no idea what all the fuss was about.

Hinata was flabbergasted. To say the least, and extremely touched that his single-celled boyfriend took the time to consider him so dearly. He swore he could feel tears in his eyes.

Kageyama looked at him dumbly and curtly nodded his head.

         “I mean, you’re the one who’s always cooking.” he said, “Either that or we get take-out.”

         “I wanted to do something for you.” he said after taking another bite, promptly finishing his speech with a — “Or something.“ 

Hinata, being the loudmouth he was, was speechless. Offering nothing but a grateful smile and a sweet ’thank you’.

        - - -  *ﾟ‘ﾟ ☽  ☼  ☾ *.:｡ - - -

         ”So,“ Sugawara starts, giving his beloved Daichi the side-eye. To which the man gives him a pointed look and a ’don’t start’. A warning which, Sugawara, of course, ignores and with a winning smile continues, “when are you going to give me the surprise of a lifetime?” he said, wiggling his eyebrows as if that was going to prove his point. 

Sawamura Daichi just sighs as he stares at his lover. 

         “When you stop going about your day expecting me to give you a surprise,” Daichi said with a sigh, but he smiled nonetheless. “You think they’re gonna be okay?“ 

Sugawara smiled at that and nodded.

         “I know they are.“ 

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[yoosungiib]

Rfa+v+saeran with an mc who doesn't want to get married? MC is happy just living together and hates the idea of marriage? They're are so many headcannons for proposals and weddings I'd like to see it the other way please. Thanks for what you do!

Of course, thank you!

RFA + V and Saeran w/ an MC who doesn’t like the idea of marriage

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★ Yoosung ★

Shortly after meeting, Yoosung suggested getting married.

When you denied him and told him you just wanted to be in a relationship with him, he first thought it was because things were too soon.

But then after three years of being in a relationship, happily in love, and you denied his proposal, that is when he found out your opinions on marriage.

You just found it to be tacky and unreasonable.

“We already know we are in love with each other. Why do we have to have a wedding and get married to confirm it?”

He understood your reasoning, and he respected your wishes, but he was a little disappointed.

Until he realized just how much a wedding would cost,

Then he was ok with not getting married, and just continuing to be in a happy relationship with you.

♪ Zen ♪

He had found it odd that when he told you you guys could not get married that you didn’t react to it.

And he found it even more strange that you were not fazed by the media outlets pressure for you two to get married.

Aren’t all girls desperate to marry the love of their life and yearn for the perfect wedding?

Nope, not you.

You are perfectly fine with just being in a relationship with Zen.

In fact, there isn’t anything else more that you’d want.

When he asked you why you didn’t like marriage, you told him honestly that you thought they were a waste and that you didn’t like how binding it is.

You told him you would be just as happy with them being in a relationship,

and you assured him that you wouldn’t be leaving him anytime soon either, since your comment on how binding marriage was kinda worried him.

Zen was ok with it in the end. He wasn’t really financially stable to pay for a wedding, and clearly his parents would not attend, which is what he would have wanted.

❀ Jaehee ❀

Jaehee, herself, is not interested in marriage, so the decision to not get marriage is mutual.

It had been brought up over dinner; she had asked if it was something you would want.

At first, you were very apologetic to her as you confessed that marriage was not something you desired, not because of her but because you didn’t like the idea of it, but Jaehee just smiled and let out a small laugh, telling you she agreed.

She told you she would have been willing to do it if it was what you had wanted, but she was glad to see that it was not something you were eager to do.

You both agreed that the idea of marriage was pointless, and could be achieved by just living together and being happy.

You both also agreed that you didn’t need to be married to affirm your love for each other.

☂ Jumin ☂

You told him very early on in the relationship you did not plan to marry him,

And it was not because you didn’t love him, but because you hated the idea of marriage, and you just found it to be tacky and unnecessary.

Why get a dress that you’ll only wear once? You’ll have to invite people you don’t even care about. Imagine all the money you’ll have to spend!

“Money is not an issue with me, darling.”

“I understand that, Jumin, but don’t you see what I’m trying to tell you? The idea of it just… bothers me. I don’t need to marry you to prove my love to anyone, or even you. So please, let us just spend the rest of our lives together without something so binding.”

He agrees to it in the end, but he gets you both promise rings.

You’re kinda against it at first, but after awhile and having grown tired of his begging, you agreed to wear the ring.

He clearly really wanted to get married, so if he was gonna give that up for you, you’d at least wear the ring for him to give him some bit of peace in mind.

☺ Seven/Saeyoung ☺

Kinda like Jaehee, he’s really ok with it.

Sure, he wouldn’t have mind getting married to you because he loves you, and if it was something you wanted he would do, but when you expressed your disdain for marriage he couldn’t help but be relieved.

Marriage sounded stressful to him, too binding, too restricting, too risky.

You guys won’t be able to get married at a space station, though, that’s the only thing that will be mildly disappointing to him.

He really would not let go of a space wedding if you guys got married.

“Don’t worry, we can still go to space! And we can just have fun together!” you assure.

He grins, kissing your cheek. “I’ll go make sure my godly rocket is all fueled up then. We must get to it! No time to waste!!”

❆ V ❆

V was kinda embarrassed.

He had got down in front of everyone at one of the RFA parties and proposed to you.

You had started to cry, telling him that you loved him so much, and he was pretty certain you were going to say yes, but then you pulled him up from the ground and told him no.

You pulled him out of the room and told him just how happy you were with him, and how you were not leaving him, but you just couldn’t get married.

It was not something you agreed with. You hated the idea of marriage.

Of course, he respected your wishes.

He blushed profoundly thinking about how he’ll have to go back out and face everyone after being rejected… although you would still be together.

But you just held his hand and pulled him right back out into the party, the both of you smiling, and if anyone asked, you guys would just tell them you made a mutual decision to not get married and just stay together as a couple.

☻ Saeran/Unknown ☻

Saeran really did not want to get married.

Don’t get him wrong, he is super in love with you and plans to spend the rest of his life with you,

But marriage is too much for him.

It freaks him out. Scares him. Makes him panic. Just like you he hated the idea of marriage

And boi was he panicking thinking how he would disappoint you when he’d one day have to tell you he didn’t want to marry you, but he just wanted to be in a relationship without marriage binding them.

The worry really seemed to weigh on him because you could see how worked up and anxious he was.

When you asked him, it all came out in one go:

“I’m sorry but I don’t want to marry you.”

He was expecting tears or disappointment but you just laughed and wrapped your arms around him pulling him into a tight hug.

“Don’t worry, I don’t want to marry you either.”

You confessed to him your same hate for marriage, and same desire to just stay in a relationship and spend the rest of your lives together like that.

He was so relieved.

He kissed you and you guys made sundaes before cuddling on the couch and watching cheesy romance films, making fun of the people for getting married.

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