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#Yoonvely

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[Limepunch] Yoonvely – LPXB-006

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So cute ~

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Stream Boy With Luv

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How… Yes !

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12.5K of yoongi's repressed feelings for tae on a weeklong vacay in cali. tune in for yoongi thirsting after tae at disney and the beach, for gratuitous side jihope, and married side namjin. rated m

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MIN YOONGI USERS \( ^o^ )/

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LIKE or REBLOG if you save/use. <3

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Mrs Yoon Hee who works for team 1st Look magazine repost this photo. She put these hashtag on it.

“#DongHo #BaekHo #favorite #ultimatebias # i will meet you all someday 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 @nuest_official “

Plus Mrs Yoonvely who is makeup artist comment on that post with “ Iam waiting for the photoshoot of five”

Omg everyone really wanna work with our boys 🥺🥺 Pls 1stLook ot5 soon 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

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*YoonV*

Yoongi:*entra enojado*

Tae:¡¿Que sucede?!

Yoongi:¡No preguntes!¡Quiero follar!

Tae:*sumiso* ¿Mesa,cama o suelo?

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Taegi. 💜

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i’d prefer soft mints instead

link to ao3

rating: explicit; probably more fluff than smut but sue me i’m soft

relationship: taegi

length: oneshot + 4k words

details & tags: canon idolverse; domestic + making out (a lot of it) + frottage/grinding + hand jobs + mentions of other sex acts + slightly sub yoongi (for the most part they're equals tbh) + mutual orgasms + it gets messy for like two seconds

summary: soft boyfriends like kissing each other and coming together. that’s it, that’s the story.

notes: i’m in ult fluff mode rip

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spring

v/suga | pg13 | college!au | 1100~ words | warnings: none | written by R

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It was that time of the year again, when the cherry blossoms were making the world beautiful, like a painting. Taehyung always loved that moment, when he could walk around the park, feeling soft petals hit his cheeks and fall inside his hair. He loved the air, filled with beautiful aroma and how every person seemed to come back to life, coming out of their homes to take in the beautiful sight. The soft rain drops that hit the top of his head made Taehyung look towards the sky, amazed by how quickly everything changed right in front of his eyes. The clouds moving hurriedly, gathering to shower the ground, to bring life. A small smile played on Taehyung’s featured, eyes closing as he decided it was time he started walking again, being late for lectures was bad. As he decided to go back to the little park, taken out from a fairytale, his eyes fell on one figure that was standing beside one of the trees. The boy’s eyes were closed, his denim jacket hanging around his slim body and the fedora bringing a special feeling about him. The moment Taehyung could finally steal a glance at the boy’s face, he froze. He froze with his mouth handing, forgetting how to breathe because that person was absolutely stunning. He looked so beautiful with just standing there, petals flying around him and wind blowing at his soft ginger locks. The boy’s eyes were closed and he looked peaceful. Taehyung noticed a small notebook in the boy’s left hand and a pen in his right, making him wonder if the boy was a writer, maybe. Before he realized it, Taehyung was walking towards the young male, gripping tighter and tighter on his shoulder strap. He wasn’t even sure what to say, if he was even allowed to talk and ruin the boy’s peace. But his legs weren’t listening, or maybe they were listening, but to his heart. With each step Taehyung could hear the soft mumbled words coming out from the boy’s slightly parted lips, fingers tapping softly onto the filled with ink notebook, the words were fast and the voice was raspy. ‘I pretend I know the world but my body is still half-cooked’, with each step the words were coming more and more clear, until Taehyung was standing on the other side of the tree, back resting on the trunk, closing his eyes and just enjoying the little performance he invited himself to. ‘Thanks to these things, the worries spread like cancer, god dammit’, listening more and more carefully, Taehyung noticed how beautiful was the way of expressing the other boy had, how he used words skillfully, making you think about life and what’s your purpose in it. As the wind blew petals all around them, Taehyung saw the boy’s right hand lift, writing down messy words on the already wasted pages before everything came to a sudden stop. Two eyes slowly locked with his, with a slight bit of shock in them, before they quickly returned back to the notebook. After his hand stopped scratching words it fell back beside his body, eyes closing again. “Didn’t your mother taught you it’s rude to sneak up to people?” Taehyung couldn’t stop the smile appearing on his face, stuffing his hands in his jacket pockets, the air suddenly becoming too chill, or maybe his body was just burning hot. “Sorry about that.” Taehyung scratched his neck, trying his best to look apologetic even when he knew the boy’s eyes were closed. “Couldn’t help it, you looked too interesting to just pass by.” “Interesting, huh?” a little snort broke out from the boy’s lips, a little smirk deciding to curve his lips. “And what’s so interesting about me?” Taehyung felt his face becoming even hotter, if that was possible, as the boy’s eyes were on him, studying him slowly. “I’m Yoongi, if you’re wondering.” the boy, Yoongi, was now bending, stuffing his belonging in a backpack and fixing his fedora. It took Taehyung a second before he teared his eyes off Yoongi, coughing softly in order to clear his mind and answer with words, not noises. “Taehyung.” he didn’t miss the way Yoongi’s lips curved upwards into a tiny smile, before he was next to him again, backpack still on the ground. “Are you…a writer?” “What makes you think I am?” just now did Taehyung notice the pack in Yoongi’s pale hands, taking out a cigarette and holding it between pinkish lips, fishing a lighter out of his slightly baggy black pants. Taehyung have always hated cigarettes, but the sight of Yoongi lightening it up and breathing out smoke made a lump stuck in his throat. “You had a notebook and a pen, writing things down. I just took a wild guess.” Taehyung found himself enjoying the smirk on Yoongi’s face a little bit too much, but he didn’t really care at the moment, too busy watching the boy’s every little move as he smoked ever so hotly. “Nah, just some lyrics that I had in my head for days.” the only thing that was able to leave Taehyung’s lips was a small ‘oh’ before Yoongi was bending down again, grabbing the strap of his backpack and putting it over his shoulder. “Gotta go, or I’ll be late.” “I’m already late.” Taehyung admitted with a small voice, cursing under his breath for being late for the first photography class, remembering how excited he was when he signed up for it. “Oh? Do you go to the university across the street?” when Taehyung nodded, Yoongi laughed and lightly hit his knee, Taehyung found the male’s laugh too beautiful, too addictive. “Well I was just heading that way. You don’t mind walking there together, right?” Taehyung smiled his wide smile, shaking his head and quickly moving to follow the other male to the sidewalk, just now realizing that he was taller than his new friend. They walked in a comfortable silence, crossing the street and entering the main entrance of the university building. Taehyung was too nervous to ask any question so he just followed Yoongi’s lead, slightly furrowing his brows when he realized they were heading to the class he was late for. “Are you in the photography class too? Ha, I hope the teacher won’t be mad at us for being late.” Taehyung laughs loudly, not noticing the soft smile Yoongi had on his face. “I am sure he won’t.” Yoongi said, opening the door to the auditorium, greeted with all the unfamiliar faces, and some familiar. “Take a seat. I’m Min Yoongi, your photography teacher.” Taehyung was standing frozen at the entrance, eyes widening as Yoongi turned to shoot him a bright smile before gesturing him to take his seat. As slowly moving to one of the empty desks Taehyung felt a smile on his face. He was more than glad he signed up for photography.

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