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yeontanspillow
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BTS ot7 fan account. 7 years with BTS 💜 24/7 thinking about Yoongi-ah. 30+
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yeontanspillow.bsky.social
Reading the comment session on The Corridor that Turned Twice just to make myself happier (indulgence mode: on). It's like eating an entire bowl of cookies
You write utterly beautifully. It's simply poetry. Casting namgi in this is also exquisite given the ways they use words. The rehearsed lines, the ways they toy with the words they come up with and give each other. The first-person character at the end also feels like a commentary on all fic authors and the way we toy with or position Namjoon and Yoongi as characters in our stories: you can decide how you want a namgi story to go, and your interpretation can be just as true to you as another person's is to them. You can always decide what you want them to say about love.
November 22, 2025 at 10:59 AM
yeontanspillow.bsky.social
This story was born out of the most dreamt delulu scenario ever: meeting Namjoon at an art gallery (don't lie, you've thought about it too!)
November 20, 2025 at 6:31 PM
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I know many don't like to read bts x original female character, but this is not a y/n type of story, I swear!

Tear - a story in three acts
Namjoon x Original female character
Yoongi x Original female character

archiveofourown.org/works/683102...
Summary: Some people meet at the right time. Some at the wrong time. And some meet at the exact moment everything begins to fall apart. Or: When Isabel moves to Seoul in 2016, she doesn’t expect to fall in love — let alone with someone like Namjoon, the magnetic and brilliant leader of BTS. But fame doesn't allow space for softness. What begins as a quiet romance soon finds itself bending under the weight of secrets, sacrifice, and a friendship she never meant to threaten. Between midnight studio visits, hidden dinners, and fractured promises, Tear traces a love triangle haunted by timing: Isabel, Namjoon, and Yoongi — three people tangled in almosts. Spanning 2016 to 2025, this is a story of becoming, undoing, and what remains after the fall.
November 20, 2025 at 6:25 PM
yeontanspillow.bsky.social
Wondering if it's not this type of photo
Namjoon at the practice room with someone on the background
November 20, 2025 at 12:20 PM
yeontanspillow.bsky.social
That's my favorite Human Hope piece in one of my favorite humans
Jhope doing a live inside his car
November 20, 2025 at 10:41 AM
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Sharing is caring. Saw this picture for the first time today 😍
November 17, 2025 at 9:08 AM
yeontanspillow.bsky.social
I'm rewatching "Run BTS! 2022 Special Episode - Telepathy Part 1" and had forgotten Jimin drew SUGA when the awnswer was a deer with white but. lol
Jimin holding a placard with a big writing saying SUGA and a little drawing of a character showing his butt
November 16, 2025 at 9:23 PM
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New chapter of everythingoes #yoomin au is up!
And it's just as sweet as it can get! archiveofourown.org/works/731421...
Nari pushed inside first, then remembered her manners and popped back out just enough to announce, “Welcome to our house, Yoongi-ssi. Do not step on the dinosaur.” “What dinosaur?” he asked, amused and alert. “The one on the mat,” she said. “It is rubber. It will be fine”, she completed upon some consideration. He stepped carefully, found the edges of a small textured object under his sole, and entered the warm air that smelled like sesame oil and laundry and the citrus cleaner Jimin must have used that morning. It smelled like people who use things and then put them away. “Shoes to the left,” Jimin said. “Plants straight ahead. They are friendly.” “Hello,” Yoongi told the plants. “That was very polite,” Nari said, delighted. “Do you want to see my room or the kitchen first.” “Nari,” Jimin warned from the kitchen. “Let Yoongi rest.”
November 16, 2025 at 4:49 PM
yeontanspillow.bsky.social
I love this Namjoon
November 16, 2025 at 12:46 PM
yeontanspillow.bsky.social
I love the "hyung doesn't want to take pictures, but he's cute"-modality of namgi pictures
November 13, 2025 at 10:19 PM
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I know #namgiday was yesterday, but my timeline is still on namgi bliss, so I'll share my most successful fic for a cheeky self promotion. It's a story inspired by Wong Kar-Wai’s In the Mood for love:
archiveofourown.org/works/71171451
Seoul. Two men live in the same building, separated only by a corridor that bends twice. Min Yoongi, a tailor’s assistant, and Kim Namjoon, a night editor, discover that their spouses are having an affair. What begins as quiet exchanges in stairwells and rehearsed conversations unfolds into a love they never meant to find. A story of coincidence, silence, and desire. Told in the shadows of the city, where the walls keep secrets poorly, and rain never falls at the right time.
November 13, 2025 at 10:17 PM
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This might be my new favorite Namjoon picture
Namjoon drinking whiskey
November 10, 2025 at 10:39 PM
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@pfrazee.com Hi! Are you guys asking for card details as verification? 🤔
November 10, 2025 at 12:13 AM
yeontanspillow.bsky.social
everythingoes | #yoonminau
Chapter 3 out now!

This time, we get to see a bit of #namgi's friendship
archiveofourown.org/works/731421...
After the accident, Yoongi stopped making music. He stopped a lot of things, really — being independent, sleeping through the night, trusting the ground beneath his feet. Dance therapy was someone else’s idea. He went to prove it wouldn’t work. Then he met Jimin, a teacher whose voice filled the room the way light used to, and who came with a little girl whose laughter made the silence sound less permanent. Between them: a floor that listens, a body learning again, and the sound of something quietly coming back to life. A slow-burn about touch, trust, and the music that survives when everything else goes.
November 9, 2025 at 11:15 PM
yeontanspillow.bsky.social
Today's chapter is basically a namgi fest
Namjoon and Yoongi dressed in black side by side
November 9, 2025 at 9:06 PM
yeontanspillow.bsky.social
New chapter for everythingoes is up!
#yoonmin #btsfic

On ao3: archiveofourown.org/works/731421...
Exerpt from a Yoonmin fic. It reads: “So,” Namjoon said after a while, leaning on the railing again. “How’s the therapy thing?” Yoongi grimaced. “Dance therapy. Don’t make it sound like I’m learning to be graceful.” Namjoon chuckled. “I didn’t say graceful. I said therapy.” “It’s a waste of insurance money.” “That bad?” Yoongi hesitated. “The teacher’s not. The class is.” “What’s he like?” “Too patient,” Yoongi said. “That kind of patience makes you suspicious.” He tapped the cane lightly on the concrete, thinking. “He’s young, I think. Talks like someone who’s learned not to raise his voice even when he wants to.” Namjoon tilted his head. “You like him.” “I didn’t say that.”
November 9, 2025 at 8:57 PM
yeontanspillow.bsky.social
everythingoes
Chapter 2 is out!
This time Yoongi gets to meet Nari 😍
#yoonmin #btsfics

ao3: archiveofourown.org/works/731421...
“This is Yoongi-ssi,” Jimin said, his voice half a sigh. “He’s one of my students.” There was a pause, a soft intake of breath. “Why do you have a stick?” Jimin tried to step in. “Nari —” “It’s okay,” Yoongi said. He lifted the cane slightly. “It helps me walk. I can’t see.” “You can’t see? Like… not even a little?” “Not even a little.” Another pause — thinking, processing. “So your eyes are broken?” Jimin groaned under his breath. “Nari.” Yoongi smiled faintly. “Something like that, yes.”
November 2, 2025 at 8:44 PM
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Can Jimin please post a "proof of life" picture of Yoongi?
Min Yoongi holding a cup of coffee
November 1, 2025 at 2:01 PM
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archiveofourown.org/works/731421...
“Let’s try a quarter turn,” Jimin said. “Define quarter.” “Listen to me. When I move, I’ll tell you where I am. You turn toward my voice until you face me. Ready?” He wasn’t, but he nodded. Footsteps — soft, deliberate — circled him. “Here,” Jimin said. “Now.” Yoongi turned, slow, cautious. The cane tip described a small arc. He misjudged the final angle and overbalanced. A hand caught his forearm. Warm, firm. Reflexively, he pulled away. “Don’t touch me.” “Sorry,” Jimin said quietly. “You were falling.” He steadied his breath. “Then let me fall.”
October 26, 2025 at 1:32 PM
yeontanspillow.bsky.social
yoonmin au —
A blind musician. A dance teacher with a child. A slow return to music, trust, and the sound of being alive.

Chapter 1 on ao3: archiveofourown.org/works/731421...
Collage of light images with touches of orange
October 26, 2025 at 1:30 PM
yeontanspillow.bsky.social
I don't know how to reply to these type of comments 🥹😭 I need to do better on my comments when I like what I read, people are SO generous
Print from a comment on ao3's The Corridor that turned twice. It reads: I had this open for like 3 days and decided that tonight was the perfect time to read this. I didn’t expect the passion, the feelings and mostly the engagement of pulling in the reader into the story. There are only a few authors who can make the reader feel the characters, you definitely are one of them. It was exquisite to read this. I just hope that you can keep writing with such passion for a long time.
October 24, 2025 at 11:04 PM
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Maybe tomorrow?
#yoonmin
The doctor said the word again, as if repetition could turn advice into fact. She folded her hands, cleared her throat, and allowed the room to click quietly back into its careful arrangement: heater hum, pen lid, shoes on polished floor. “Activities that recruit the whole body,” she said, voice level, winter-dry. “Walking groups, swimming. Dance therapy is showing promise. Your friend mentioned a teacher he trusts.” Yoongi counted the heater’s sighs instead of meeting the sentence. Even without sight, he could tell the office was too bright; the light made a noise of its own, a thin ringing coming from above his head. He didn’t sit so much as brace the chair. The cane leaned against his leg like a third opinion. “Dance,” he said, and left the word on the table to see if it would embarrass anyone. It didn’t. Doctors had learned to let language harden around them like ice.
October 24, 2025 at 4:34 PM
yeontanspillow.bsky.social
I'm rewatching Run BTS! Next Top Genius ep and boy is Yoongi hot in here
Min yoongi with long hair and a knitted shirt that highlights his broad shoulders
October 12, 2025 at 5:46 PM
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Today's the day of the kindest sould out there. I hope the day is as gentle with him as he is with others. Wishing him all the best. #HappyJiminDay
Jimin with black hair, white shirt and black shorts. Seated outside at a poolside and smiling gently
October 12, 2025 at 4:01 PM
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“How did you meet?”
One question and over twenty-five years unwind. Yoongi is a producer who never stays; Namjoon is a reporter who shows up. A slow-burn about accidents turning into choices. Love at first sight, eventually.
🕠namgi
🕣10,645 words

ao3: archiveofourown.org/works/71930141
moodboard for a new namgi fic
October 5, 2025 at 5:42 PM