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haikyuu 2x01 is the funniest fucking episode when you think of it in hindsight. imagine you’re fucking ushijima, one of the best youth volleyball players in japan. you’re out for your run and some pair of bastard brats corner you and come to your school to watch you practise. you tell em they’re small fry, because they are. the ginger midget is particularly shit at volleyball. he has no talent.

said ginger midget then leaps a whole fucking six metres in the air and snatches a volleyball out from in front of your eyes. he tells you that he’s gonna beat your ass and go to nationals.

wind forward a few months and this bastard talentless brat just does that. how does ushijima ever go outside ever again. how does he face any living soul without them honking their noses at him and calling him booboo the volleyball fool

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Goodbye.

Hey it's been a while since I have wrote anything on here but this is me saying goodbye. Tumblr has been fun but as I have moved fandom as well as my interest naturally deviated towards to the other.

Until then goodbye!

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So yall gonna ignore how Win Win called him LOVE and Doyoung called him MOM. I have so many questions. Asdghjfjfkkfkrl

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im done reading OA chap 4 and the cliffhanger got me !!!! yes its true thats a short chapter but u never disappoint me bc its so good!! ive been supporting ur story since the first chap and i cant wait for the next one ㅠㅠ

I am sorry I took awhile to answer this. Since my blog is fairly new and I rarely get asks! So I am saving this precious ones. Thank you for reading this since the very start sweet sweet anon. There are big storms coming after this. Totes of love from Grace 😉

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Operation Aquarius {5} Jaehyun x Reader x Doyoung

Inner turmoil

Theme/ Universe: Royalties & Kings’ Guard Au

Genre: Melodrama, Thriller, Slice of Life, Romance

Pairing: Jaehyun x (y/n), Doyoung x (y/n)

Chapter 5

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[Saturday 12.30 P.M] Your POV

“Have I told you how much I fear mediocrity?” Taeil slurred, drowning his 2nd glass of beer into his stomach. You are not much of a drinker but it doesn’t take an alcoholic to guess how lightweight Taeil actually is. 

“Slow down champ. I am not big enough to princess carry you back home and I will just shove your ass back with Uber” You hushed him but with your ever so affectionate tone. You are weak for lost puppies and Taeil seems to be one. Even though you dragged out Taeil to stall some time for Doyoung, you guys ended up bonding over your mutual love for Chad Baker and Hawaiian Pizzas. As the night went on and the clock stroked twelve but your long awaited text from Doyoung hasn’t arrive and you started to shift in your seat.  

“I thought I should be the one to listen to your concerns but guess that’s for another time. I feel like I am being wrapped around his little pinky even though he has never met me. I feel so stupid but I can’t help feeling protective of him” Taeil rumbled on his ever-expanding love for Sicheng. You bit back your tongue to not pour out information on how Sicheng is way tougher than he looks. He may looks like he will get swept off his feet from a particular strong gust of wind but he’s actually a 178cm tall, military combat trained sass master. 

You slumped back into the seat and twirl the straw from your 3rd Blue Lagoon cocktail. You decided to let Taeil wallow a little before you drove him back home. Afterall, you don’t have the heart to send him home with an Uber when you practically fooled him for a drink over your elaborated lie for Doyoung. You swallowed thickly over how the guilt was churning in your stomach and how empty it was from you skipping dinner. It had finally punished you with slight gastric outbursts (burps lol). 

“If you are not ready, just talk it through alright, you don’t want to bring a kid into the world over this. I am telling you this coz you are too in love with him that you will do anything for him.” Out of the blue, Taeil remarked over your fake marital issue with Doyoung. But you were more caught off guard over his last sentence.

“Is it that obvious? Do I made those heart eyes like a fool?” You flabbergasted. Amused by your reaction, Taeil let out a scoff. “ It wasn’t very hidden well but I guess it takes a fool to know one.” He replied. He ruffled his pockets to search for his phone but to no avail, his tipsy fingers were all over the place. You lightly grabbed his shoulders and holstered him up from his seat to get on his feet. Your daily routine of lifting buckets of lilies have come to good use in steadying a grown man off his seat. Although Taeil weighted like a feather and a half.

“Come on, let me take you home” You spoke nonchalantly. Taeil attempted to wolf-whistle but only a whimpy whistle came out. “If I wasn’t gay, I would totally be your mistress” He joked, making you laugh out loud but he continued to speak with furrowed brows, “Wait that would mean you would be taking advantage of my kind soul?” You hold back chuckles as he weighted in on one fake scenario after another.

Your mission of the night to send Taeil home was cut off short when you have to pull over the car every two minutes for Taeil to hurl himself to death while he chanted drinking is a mistake. You have had enough when Taeil almost vomit on your lap so you decided to pit stop at your store and let Taeil borrow your work coach to crush for the night.

As you struggled to carry Taeil to the coach, the inking worry for Doyoung was starting to irritate your head. It’s almost past 1 am and he hasn’t contacted you at all. You walked to the back to make some ginger tea in hopes that the hangover won’t punch you in the face in the morning. 

When you brought a cup of ginger tea for Taeil, he gulped it down in one shot and proceeded to burn his tongue. It seemed to be worth the pain when his greenish skin slightly warmed up from the spice of the drink. He gave contented smile towards you. Before you both speak, a loud bang on your glass door,  followed by a deep groan of pain and huff of breathes;  startling both of you and Taeil from the seat.

There was a wet substance left on the glass door, as you inch forward to see it clearly, the reddish hand print was evident on the glass door pane. Taeil remain seated in the coach as shock took over him. You shook off the worse case scenario but it didn't came true when you saw Doyoung’s pale face through the glass.

"DOYOUNG!!!" You shrieked and swung open the door. He was kneeling on the sidewalk in front of your store. One hand pressing down the right side of his waist and the other propping up an unconscious body on his back from slipping down. Tears ran down your face and you began to shake, you rushed over to him and knelt down besides him. He was bleeding from his side and blood stain had crept up from the wound to his underarm sleeves.

“Y/N please, take him off my back” He breathed out. You holstered up the body from his back, a masked man with crimson hair. “Doyoung! I need to call the ambulance, you are gonna bled to death!” Your voice laced with anger and worry.

“No! Just let me in first.” He refused. Before you can argue, Taeil rushed to your side, his face plastered with confusion and questions but as soon as he saw Doyoung’s bloodied torso; he took off his cardigan to press harshly on Doyoung’s wound. Doyoung let out a heart wrenching shriek, making you look away from his ordeal.

After you settled the unconscious body on your coach, your heart began to thump loudly over the familiar outline of the man’s face. It can’t be you wondered. When you took off the mask , you gasped out so loud. “PRINCE TAEYONG!” Your brain started to run a thousand miles and panic was rising in your chest. What in the hell had Doyoung got himself into!?!? 

“Y/N! Bring me a hot bowl of water, a scissor and some twines. Any kind of alcohol is fine! Your husband is gonna bled to death” Taeil shouted at you, his eyes full of determination. You jumped to your feet and dragged an empty bucket towards your work basin. Thank god for your father’s idea to install a heater. You quickly ran the hot water into the bucket as you rampaged in the drawer to find some scissors and some twines. You also took out a bottle of nail polish remover, hoping it would disinfect enough germs. You rushed back to Taeil’s side as he was pressing hard on Doyoung’s wound.

“I brought everything that you asked but I brought this too” You told him while you handed him things he requested along with an embroidery needle. “Yeah this will do” He answered. 

“This is gonna hurt like a bitch but I think you can handle this much. You brought a body with this kind of wound anyway. Now bite this and Y/N hold his wrists down, I don’t wanna get punched.” Taeil ordered both you and Doyoung as he handed Doyoung his bloodied cardigan.

Doyoung proceeded to stuff the cardigan in his mouth and shut his eyes tight. His body tensed up immensely when Taeil straddled over his thighs and a cold metal laced with alcohol snipped over his shirt. Tears trickled down his face when the alcohol stung his stab wound. 

You couldn’t bear to watch how he is suffering but you moved to his back and cradled your arms over his chest. You slowly lifted both of his wrists to his chest and held them there. Your chest on his back, your face hooked on the crook of his neck and your arms wrapping his chest in a tight embrace. “ I am here, let’s breath out slowly okay.” You whispered to him softly

His body slowly relaxed over your embrace and his breathing started to stable. “Ready” Taeil sent Doyoung a look. Doyoung quickly nodded and turned his face to where your head is. When Taeil poured down all the nail polish remover over his stab wound, Doyoung jerked upward with violent trembles, his scream muffled by the stuffed clothe. You held him down as best as you could while whispering ‘it’s gonna be over soon breathe Doyoung breathe’ to his ears. When you thought Doyoung has calmed down, Taeil pierced his skin with the needle to stitch a temporary closure. 

Doyoung jumped his torso up from the pain, knocking your chin with his shoulder blade. You felt some irony taste in your mouth as you realized you had bit your tongue from the impact. His body violently shook but you didn’t let go, keeping your embrace tight. “Taeil! Please do something! I can’t feel his pulse from his neck” You pleaded when you actually couldn’t feel any pulse from his nape where your temples were pressed against. “SHIT! He lost too many blood!” Taeil huffed out.

When Taeil was fumbling with his jacket to search for your phone, you saw someone banged open your door. You whipped your head to the source and found a man with auburn hair, face tuned with shock and mouth hung agape. He looked over from you, Taeil and Doyoung’s impromptu surgery corner to the unconscious body lying still on your coach.

He swiftly walked over to Prince Taeyong and his face riled up with rage. “What the fuck is going on here?” His voice calm but the seething anger it withheld sent shiver down your spine. Your throat ran dry and no answer came up. Taeil took it upon himself and “I don’t fucking know either but I would appreciate it if you won’t talk to me while I am stitching up a dying man!” Taeil almost yelled out. The word Dying took a toll on you and you began to shake as well. “Oh my god! Doyoung please hang in there” You shouted.

“Doyoung?” The auburn hair man repeated your plea and glanced over Doyoung’s face. “Kim Doyoung!? Oh my god! What in the hell?” He gasped out and run his fingers through his hair out of frustration. His voice seemed to ring a bell to Doyoung’s on-and-off state of mind, and Doyoung whimpered out “Jaehyun? Jung Jaehyun?”

“What happened? What is this mess?” The person named Jaehyun asked but seemed to only for himself not aiming at anyone in the room.

Doyoung tried his best to open his eyes and choked out, “Please take... Taeyong to the hospital, this is bad. He might die” Jaehyun nodded swiftly and carried Taeyong in his arms. Doyoung fainted again after another stitch Taeil made on his wound was too painful to bear. 

“You guys are coming with me. I will drive you guys to the hospital. This has gotten too complicated, we don’t have time for the ambulance or the public to know.” Jaehyun spoke. Both his posture and voice calm as an early morning breeze. Taeil took a couple second to consider but the amount of blood Doyoung has lost and the fact that an unconscious Prince was also involved made him realized the severity of the situation. He quickly got up from his knees and grabbed hold of Doyoung’s legs. “Y/N lift his shoulder up and let’s go” he ordered.

You gathered all your strength and holstered Doyoung up. Mind racing a thousand mile and you chanted “please be okay please be okay” to Doyoung’s ears. 

As you exited out, you forgot that you have a bloodied hand print on your front door and pool of blood visible from the viewing window. The only thought about how to keep Doyoung alive was eating away all other reasoning. 

[ Hello my dearest, I tried my best sorry that i didnt keep my promise to upload faster. hehe I am very pleased with this chapter. Please stay tune.]

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NCT 127+U as the Randomest Stuff

A/N - I literally exhausted all my stamina for this. it took me 4 days to write cuz all my edits where not getting saved FUCK YOU TUMBLR.

TAEIL

Collecting beetles, late night tutoring, trespassing on railway tracks (don’t do it), honeysuckle bushes, thick dictionaries, lunar eclipse, playing bingo after a hearty dinner, banging your toe into a sharp corner, listening to music without headphones, bursting balloons in people’s faces, early summer, staring at the full moon and stargazing.

JOHNNY

Candlelight dinners, skull shaped earrings, lots of undone taxes, black ink, violets, shining cutlery, silver armours, secrets treasure chests, secret gardens, early spring, evening baths, impromptu road trips, intricate maps, downtown area, eateries hidden between narrow lanes, iced frappaccino with two pumps of espresso and a pump of almond milk.

TAEYONG

Aprons, lots of flour and egg shells on the kitchen counter, a sparkling bathroom, expensive perfume, towel art, a good bargain, steel structures, air conditioned spaces, early monsoon, crickets, tulips, good grades, museum visits, morning massages, staying home on a rainy day reading books, learning to play the guitar, camping out, a happy family

YUTA

Frills and Lace, vampires, late winter, black licorice, skullcandy earphones, lemon mocktails, birds of paradise, wandering on streets at 2 AM, playing the piano, chains, mascara, ghost towns, lip piercings, retro dance studios, hut in a thunderstorm, black formals, Afghan hounds sitting on persian carpets.

KUN

Dungeons and Dragons, forests of China, Castles of Sweden, A mighty sword, velvet gowns, red roses, late spring, crown embellished with rubies, lullabies, white hoodies, Alaskan huskies, sparkling water, fencing, hillsides, warm tea, horse riding, oatmeal cookies, being the top of class, smell of freshly printed pages

DOYOUNG

Cough syrup, cherry wine, pile of new textbooks, mechanical pencils, late monsoon, chick pea salad, salt, rabbit rearing, gold plated phone cases, disneyland, shaving cream, grasshoppers, blue ink, graduation ceremonies, pottery, DC comics, secret stash of anime, daffodils, diamond necklaces, going house hunting in the beach area.

TEN

Funfetti, having too much to say, learning new languages, unicorn poop, mid-autumn, princess themed parties, lotuses, farming, fresh fruits (lol), nail art, pixie cuts, pomerians, tinkerbell, wood lodges, snails, fast food restaurants, biking, hot air balloons, swiss alps, giant lollipops, scuba diving, folk dances, traditional outfits, dazzling smile.

JAEHYUN

Weird fruit punch combinations, mid monsoon, hawaii trips, beer pong, vanilla cake batter, grapevines, power tools, monster cars, fur coats, building a snowman, cereal with milk and honey, bowling, head bandanas, salamanders, chillies, clubs at 3 AM, filled wallets, skittles, glass bottles with secret messages inside them.

WINWIN

Windchimes, fog covered mountains, temples at high altitudes, silky black hair, fishing ponds, Heather, ice cold water, mid spring, petting a cat’s head, waterfalls, biology laboratories, deer, flower print dresses shirts with shiny boots, the colour gunmetal blue, dragonflies, paper cranes, bonsai, smiling at children playing, early morning walks, new fountain pens.

JUNGWOO

Baby wipes, early winter, still traffic, cold marshmallows, white roses, new sneakers, freshly shaved legs, aquarium visits, baby pink shorts, a perfect set of 32 shining teeth, library visits, foggy glasses, faint rainbows, little baby blue bows, birthday candles, clouds in a jar, smell of an airport, balancing on narrow rods, gymnastics, pearls in a clam.

LUCAS

Late night visits to the convenience store, getting pushed into a pond full of frogs, passing by lively nightclubs, disco balls, apple pies, late autumn, sprite, harvest hustle, wizardry, messy beds, bronze fur, red bull drinks, tiger lilies, greek mythology, monster hoodies, staring at your reflection, bursting balloons in people’s faces, twinkling stars, seafood feast, sunsets, taking 2482482 selfies.

MARK

Cool breeze, late summer, lemonade stands, lilies, aesthetic journals, white, bedsheets, learning skateboarding, snapbacks, grey sweats, denim jackets, beach visits, jellyfish, making breakfast early in the morning, painting outside, adopting a kitten, streets of France and towns in Spain. <babyboy>, Subways, graffiti, converse highs, collecting sea shells, cheesy smiles.

HAECHAN

Solar eclipse, getting lost in a summer festival, lanterns and firecrackers, minty breath, golden retrievers, frisbees, honeybees, sunflowers, butterflies landing on your head, shoes soiled with wet mud, mid summer, pool visits, helium balloons, orange candied lollipops, chocolate smoothies, daisy shoot necklaces, empty streets in the afternoon sun

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The actual reason why some fans *cough k-fans cough* act so goddamn crazy when their oppas date is because how the companies fucking sell the idols like a contract fantasy boyfriends. They are like dating sims for the fans to fantasize and fetishize. Artist should be promoted like one not like a fucking tinder date. God thinking about this make my blood boil.

mood

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Oof a sis went off.

Why did I unironically reblogged this when I am literally writing fanfic???

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Operation Aquarius {4} Jaehyun x Reader x Doyoung

Trouble maker Tae being a whole mess in this chap

Theme/ Universe: Royalties & Kings’ Guard Au

Genre: Melodrama, Thriller, Slice of Life, Romance

Pairing: Jaehyun x (y/n), Doyoung x (y/n)

Chapter 4

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[Saturday 5:07 P.M] Your POV

“I don’t know Doyoung, it sounds kinda unethical. You sure, you should be doing this?” You asked, unable to hide the concern laced in your tone. Doyoung sighed for the nth time at your question. His hands clasped into a tight fit, eyebrows furrowed,he was questioning himself too. He has always been the cautious type, his steps were never miscalculated. He might be sassy and sharp-tongued, his action were neither careless nor reckless. 

“Look, I am not one to meddle in your work stuff but hey, I honestly am worried about you. You might get in real trouble, what if the press caught on or Taeil sues you for theft, that kinda stuff” You pressed on, unconsciously ghosting your palm8 over his clasped hands.

His grip loosen and he gazed into your eyes. His wavering conscious was no longer there, he had decided. “Remember when we were young, you begged me to not beat up the kid who has been stealing your lunch money.” He said, a smile crept your way as he reminisced about your shared delightful childhood.

“I listened to you and he still steals your lunch money so I beat him up anyway.” He continued, a light chuckle followed swiftly. You knew where he was going with this conversation. He always did this to you, using the same old story when he wanted to convey why sometimes doing the right thing was not the actually the right thing to do.

“You-” Before he could continue, you answered in his stead, “You have to fight dirty sometimes”. You softly smiled, your unconditional love to your so-called “bestfriend” might as well be exposed through your honest eyes. “So, what do I do?” You sighed, finally getting on his train wreck of a mission.

“Just stall some time for me. Any plan you can come up with works. I need you to be with him till a little over midnight. I will send you a text as soon as I finished.” He gripped your hands. 

“Taeil is so gonna be so pissed at me. First, lying straight into his face and now letting you raid his goddamn office. The things I do for you, Doyoung!” You huffed out once you realized the mess that you were getting into. Especially due to your no-bullshit policy, you got frustrated with yourself over how easy it is for Doyoung to convince you into doing these things. 

“I am sorry, but you are all I have now. Please, I owe you a lot but just this once, it is really important for me.” He said with a sad smile that he always graced whenever he felt guilty.

You sighed deeply and dialed a familiar number on your phone and the line went through after several seconds. “Hey, Y/N. What’s up?” The voice answered but slightly confused over your unexpected phone call.

“Hey. Taeil I kinda need your help. It’s about my husband. Can we meet for a drink?” You mentally kicked yourself over how easily the lie went out of your mouth, especially towards the sweet Taeil.

“Sure, let’s meet up after my shift. Is 7 good?” He answered. “Yeah, 7 is fine. Joe’s?” You asked on.

“Joe’s it is then. Hey, thanks for talking this over with me. See you there.” You hummed as reply and he hung up. 

[Sunday 1.15 A.M] Taeyong’s POV

Taeyong shook off the uneasiness that kept on pricking his mind. He knew he shouldn’t have read that email but his curiosity and fear of unknown outweighed his rationality. If only weren’t for the suspicion from the back of his mind, he wouldn’t be driving in the middle of the night while he knew better to stay within the Palace compound. Besides, who in the hell knew of his secret email?

“There is nothing more delirious than truth hidden in plain sight. Riddle me my prince, why you believe you golden while you live through a whole lie. Filth run through your veins and you shall soon know why.”

He recited the poem like mail that mysteriously appeared on his mail list 3 days ago. No matter how he tried, he couldn’t retraced the sender which in return got him frustrated and more curious. The redlined link written ‘voila’ was of no help either. Especially when it led him into a fertility clinic’s website, the deeper he dug, the stranger it got. Finding out that the website let him to a dead doctor’s office had certainly piqued his mischievous bones. 

He parked his car right on the sight walk. Although, this was at the death of the night, he rather not be seen entering a clinic, especially a place strangely situated near the Palace compound. He slipped on some cheap white dusk mask and covered his red hair in a dark beanie. 

The glass entrance door was already opened, the lights from inside the building softly lit the entry way. There was so sign of life inside the white walled waiting area. Taeyong shuffled around anxiously. His nerve was slowly building up and his brain was pleading him to back track from this empty office. 

“FUCK! You Bastard!” Taeyong heard a high pitched scream and a loud tad of something hitting the floor, hard. As soon as he registered the severity of the sound, panic rushed into his body. Before he could flee the scene, he heard another male voice echoed into the hall. “You stupid fuck! Just grab the bloody file! We don’t have time!” The male shouted, although the voice was muffled, Taeyong could guess how squeaky it sounds. “I am fucking trying, okay! You just hold that guy down properly. God, that asshole jabbed my sides so hard.” A deeper male voice answered.  

”Piss off! Don’t you fucking dare grab those files!”  A new male voice shouted. This time Taeyong could recognize who it was, it was Doyoung. He wasn’t sure if it was the adrenaline or his stupidity, he ran into the hallway, dragging a steel chair and banged opened the door where the voices were coming from.

It seemed to be the doctor’s office, there were piles of files scattered on the floor. He was greeted with three men in a whole chaotic mess, two of them were masked while Doyoung wasn’t.

One of the masked men was holding Doyoung in a tight chokehold, both kneeling and the other was hunching over the floor in the dark room with a brown color file in his chest.

“I have called the police! You better let him go and leave now if you don’t want any trouble!” Taeyong lied, gripping the chair in his hand tighter. 

“And who the fuck are you!?” The hunched over one shouted, getting up from the floor, revealing his towering height, his dark big eyes glistened under the mask. Taeyong gulped down hard but didn’t answered, which further frustrated the masked man. 

When the taller masked man walked over to Taeyong, Taeyong threw the steel chair at the man’s head and he ducked from the taller man’s side to launch forward to where Doyoung was being held down. The sheer force of his body slamming down had tackled both men on the floor while the taller masked man groaned painfully over the sudden attack on his head and dropped to his knees.

After the release from the hold, Doyoung let out a coughing fit and struggled to breathe. Taeyong somehow managed to remove the shorter guy’s mask, from his observation he was not older than both him and Doyoung. “Who ever you are, I have saw your face so now you better fucking leave if you don’t want your fucking face plastered all over the country” Taeyond hissed. 

He saw a smirk creeping through the man’s face and it sent shivers down Taeyong’s spine. “Not if I kill you first” The man said and launched forward towards Taeyong. He shut his eyes tight, there was no wiggle room to avoid the impact, so he just waited for the attack. But all he felt was a body shielding over his frame.

Doyoung’s slender frame loomed over Taeyong while his face winced in severe pain. Taeyong saw a patch of red blood stain soaking through Doyoung’s crisp white shirt.  “Fuck! He stabbed you!” Taeyong yelled out, as Doyoung dropped to the floor on his side. Before Taeyong could do anything, his shoulders were slammed hard on the ground, a pair of rough hands gripped his throat.

“That’s what you fucking get for getting in my goddamn way. Now die you imbecile!” The man spat, his eyes darkened with frightening anger. The man’s strength was far more overwhelming as he straddled over Taeyong’s sides, caging him in a tight fit. Taeyong struggled to claw away the hands on his throat but he could feel his lungs burning from lack of air and strength weakening in every passing second. 

He felt the grip loosen abruptly but his consiciousness was also slipping into the darkness. The last thing he registered was Doyoung’s sharp screech and the slam of the door.

[Hey guys, sorry for the long wait. This chapter is kinda shitty tho but I will upload the 5th one tonight. sorry for the cliffhanger coz the show is just getting started. I hope you guys enjoy this and hope to hear some opinions back. This chapter is solely focus on the mystery behind the plot and I put in timestamps so you guys will not get confused but yeah thats all. See you tonight. Grace UwU]

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EDIT: read some RBs saying video is loud so lower your volume to save your ears

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NCT on every vlive ever 😂😂😂

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Other than to love and cherish forever....I have no idea

Pairing: Doyoung x Female Reader Fluff/ A drabble (Attempt at comedy lol)

Summary: How you met lawyer Doyoung at Taeil’s ceramic school, you both are mud clay beginners so yall need some lessons to be artsy

Kim Dongyoung 

occupation: Prosecutor 

hobbies: threatening criminals and bothering Taeyong

stress level: 999999999999999+

so Doyoung is this real notorious lawyer well only for criminals i guess.... who wins almost every case he handles so he the real MVP

that’s why he always got handed the toughest cases,,,,,,, one time he had to prosecute a serial killer from the 70s with confirmed 30 victims

imagine the anger Doyoung has to contain while the old man just shrugged off his questions

interesting aint it angry hot lawyer Do but thats a story for another time 😉 

yeah so you can imagine the level of stress he in

taeyong even told him that he is starting to lose hair 

that shook Doyoung, not the serial killers not the mob bosses but taeyong telling him he is losing hair

taeyong told him to shift his negative energy to something more calming like taking a pottery class

Doyoung was like out of all the damn things why pottery!?!?!?

taeyong being the artistic dreamy fine thang that he is,,,, just shrugged and go “why not”

since Doyoung is highlowkey whipped for taeyong he was like okay its fine cool 👍

thats how he enrolled in Taeil's dainty little night ceramic school knowing absolutely nothing nada about ceramic or pottery

this where little miss y/n come in....

You are this cute bean who adore paintings, sculptures and so many other artsy stuff but have no literal talent for it RIP 🙏

it somehow have to do with your childhood friend Taeil’s creative influence

he is this sweet big brother you wish you had who radiates sweetie pie energy SPE

you being the professional procrastinator, you just lurk around Taeil’s school doing absolutely nothing but be an annoying mess

until one faithful evening..... dandan

Doyoung waltzed into the school while you were bothering Taeil over how you wanted one of his beautiful pot for your plant babies in 100%discount 

your jaws dropped in the most unflattering way, you gawked at the beauty of a man standing at the doorway i saw a man so beautiful i cried

his raven hair slicked back, skin so so clear like spring water, wide big eyes, prominent adam apple, broad ass shoulder and long legs,,,,,, hey i can gooo onn but we got a drabble to finish

hes a bunny definitely a bunny 

you must have said that out loud coz he sent his signature glare at you and you were like TT

thennn you proceed to bother taeil to give u the same class as Doyoung 

to avoid his ear drums being blown up by your annoying ass, he gave in and send u into nigh class.... and the plot thickens

so ummm remember i said when you got no talent, yeah i meant that and you suckkk, even the wheel you have to use hates u & won’t spin properly

Doyoung on the other hand is surprisingly good with his hands, like really good in some Michelangelo level if he was a potter lol

Taeil was impressed he was very proud of Doyoung, that stoked Doyoung’s enormous ego

Doyoung adores Taeil a lot, always clinging to him after class, much to Taeyong’s relief he no longer had to deal with Doyoung’s clingy ass

so back to you, you not only got your heart stolen but also your childhood friend. this is so sad alexa play timeless by NCT U

 you can’t help but fall for doyoung more, his snarky remarks on your unshapely ugly pots strangely turn you on oopsss

then doyoung didn’t come by the school for a week, you were concerned that you might not see him again

so you stole his number from Taeil’s phone

andddddd you did nothing, just waited for him like a loser lol

he did returned the next week, he got thinner, eye bags prominent, he was obviously so stressed

“you looked so stressed out, don’t you need a proper rest?” you suddenly asked when you sit beside him 

he glanced up, obviously surprised by your question, coz usually you are a blushing mess who would just stare at him but not talk or if you ever talk to him, you just say gibberish and corny jokes

you are like a middle school boy with a crush but much lovelier i guess

“yeah, work has been tough lately but i feel much better here than at home” 

“must be tough saving the day huh? Gotham got his batman afterall” you strikes a joke his way half expecting him to scowl at you, which you would gratefully take coz you are a kinky masochist who you like angst lol

he did the opposite, he scoffed and smiled at you “why are you so obsessed with me?” doyoung your inner Regina George is showing👸 

you shrugged and continued to knead the unshapely clay in front of you “maybe coz i like you and I want to be friends with you” you said honestly

his eyes widen more and his mouth gape open “are you always this straightforward or you just don’t think before you speak?”

you glared at him but said nothing since both of his statements are true lol. you may not be a person with high self-esteem, at least you are honest

sooo thats how you and Doyoung got closer, he became comfortable in your company and sometimes rant about his job ah friendship unlocked

you were happy with how far you have come, starting from trying to chat up his sassy ass to being friends with this dorky boy

Doyoung has more to offer than his witty mouth, he’s caring and is a absolute diva coz he sings like one too

you literally cried when he and Taeil did a beautiful karaoke ballad together at the local pub, you may or may not have been intoxicated with alcohol to brawl in the club over a song but yeah you did

since life hates you, Doyoung got busier and stopped coming to class entirely

you guys still talk from time to time but conversations ran dried

on the other hand your hardwork paid off in pottery 

you began to make really really beautiful pieces, that made Taeil cried

finally my Y/N has some actually skill than chanting out vines

heyyyy thats a talent too you would gloat at him

you missed Doyoung darely so one night on an irresponsible attempt and the push of liquid courage you drunk-called him

“ heyyyyyy guess where i am at, I misssss youuuuuu, won’t you come see me” you slurred. 

“y/n? are you drunk? are you at Joe’s?” he asked his voice laced with concern

“yep, the bearded ginger guy won’t leave me aloneeee, he keep on staring at me, pleaseee come get me” you spoke

“i will be right over dont do anything stupid” he warned

Doyoung’s blood runs cold over how you were so drunk out of your mind t, being in the law enforcement reminded him of how people like your vulnerable state are often fall victims of unimaginable crimes

he ran into the pub and spot you slouched over the bar counter, there was no one besides you. he let out a sigh of relief

“you make me worried sick! do you know i have to drove over the speed limit? do you know how hard it is to stay calm and drive!?” he huffed out

you did hear him scold you but you were so drunk and so in love that you just hugged his torso and buried your face in his firm chest 😉

he frozed over action, he know you are bold but he only thought just with words. he’s not a fan of skinship but your soft cheeks buried into his firm chest makes him soft UwU

“doyoungiee you cameee, i knew you would, my prince, my batman!” you slurred, followed by a hiccup

“let me take you home okay, we better go before that ginger guy come back” he said while brushing your hair

“he’s still there tho, staring at us” you remarked and pointed to your right

Doyoung whiffed his head at the direction but only to find a small gnome with his fancy red beard and matching red head

he laughed hysterically, his chest vibrates with laughter. he was so worried about a guy hitting on u instead you were just feuding with a gnome 

he cupped your face and stared into your eyes

“what have you done? do you find it fun to always unravel me? always occupying my mind? ” he hummed

liquid courage has done her part and you were so brazen that you rumbled on

“coz you are sooo cool, so smart and yet so adorable. I want you all for myself. I like you so much,Doyoung yahhh, your eyes, your smiles and good god your hands! I am so so in love with you, cant you see that? I want all of your attention” you yelled out.

you are doing amazing sweetie a lady hollered at you two antics from across the bar, you grinned and gave her a thumbs up 👍

but Doyoung was a blushing mess. His heart was beating so hard, he felt like it is gonna jump out of his mouth

he know hes popular a handful of people found him attractive but his snarky tongue always turn them off

but you, the beautiful you just smiled and looked at him so fondly. you take his antic and mean remarks as a joke and constantly stick around him. so bold with words and so honest

His job has been so stressful lately he wishes to see your face time and time again but his inexperience warned him that he might be reading your signals wrong so he never contacted you

now he is so sure, so certain you love him and he loves you but the fear of messing this precious moment kept his mouth shut

“what? cat got your tongue” you teased, smiling at slyly

Doyoung in your dreams is so different from snarky real Doyoung but you like this version too, shy and dorky bunny, honestly you are just whipped for him

“hehe why cant you be this cute in real life too Doyoung yah?” you mumbled to yourself.

“wait.... Y/N what do you mean your dreams?” he asked stil not letting go of your face

your eyes widen, you sobered up so fast once reality hit u,  “what? i thought this is not a dream!?!?” you started to panic

your dumb ass thought you were dreaming and just confessed to him

oh no he grinned, he pulled your body forward so close that your forehead bumped onto his

“well well well, what has Miss Y/N done?” he grinned

the proximity of his face making your cheeked hued in crimson red

“how should i deal with you now? making me run here at the death of the night and saying all these cute stuff” he asked

you gulped down and “i am s-sorry” your eyes blinking fast, not knowing if he even wants your apology or not

his gaze switched to your soft lips, he brush his thumb over them momentarily

soon his lips enveloped yours and he nibbled your bottom lip hard. Somehow gentle yet so full of force. You pull away and let out a deep sigh

you stared into his wide eyes and asked “why did you kiss me?”

he cupped his hand on your nape and bring your head to the crook of his neck

he then peppered small kisses on the sensitive space under your ears

“you mean why did i kiss you? other than to love and cherish you forever....... i have no idea” he slyly remarked.

“you sly bastard!” you beat his chest hard and huffed out

“I love you too”

[never knew your clumsy ass of a mess can get a man right? well ladies anything is possible, especially in aus lol. Sorry that i word vomited on you. I havent been posting lately and i wanted to do something before i continue my ongoing Jaehyun Doyoung AU. Hope you enjoy it. let me know if you want other members as well but only legal ones okay. I cant see the dreamies as romantic interest so my drabbles might end up weird. Thanks and see u soon]

[itsapepresident]

Seeing people rocking out to Hamtaro is the best thing I’ve seen all year

[nimonsoda]

But me with NCT 2030, they be in the crowd as wild as me

[nimonsoda]

are u sure operation aquarius is ur first ever fic??? because the storyline is so good & it feels like it has been written by an experienced author! im already in love with ur story & excited for the next part!!

Thank you! It is really my first Au! Currently working on a 4th and 5th chaps coz i don’t wanna mess it up at all. So thank you please continue to tune in.

[doyoung-deactivated20181020]

how hot is this person’s friend for doyoung to be looking at them like that

[nimonsoda]

I would make that face if i see him in real life too

[leerang]

dorks™

[nimonsoda]

My boys

[yjsgf]

y’all ever recognize nct’s outro: vision to flex on mark

[blueforte]

y'all ever pull a chenle and recognize dream in a dream just to flex on ten

[nimonsoda]

y'all ever have an ass to flex on taeyong