#I might repost this once AO3 is back up since I posted it anyways lol

[mediterraneanmenace]

"You tear me open, dark beauty, With derisive laughter, And then look at my heart With eyes as soft as moonlight"

Cover art for the Prologue of my Baldur's Gate 3 prequel. You can read the first part here - I will be posting the story on AO3 as well as soon as I have more illustrations/chapters done. :)

[Close-ups below]

[bixqueen]

supercorptober (supercorp october writing prompt)

i stumbled upon this prompt on AO3 a year after this happened lol but i’m wondering if we’re doing it again this year. and if someone makes a 31-day prompt list or we come up with it all ourselves? anyways, i’m interested in participating this year (hopefully although college decision process is a lot) and seeing how supergirl goes starting in august maybe it’ll help us with the pain lol

31 days

no.1:

- lena doesn’t understand how her friend can be eating an ice cream cone in the middle of fall while she’s freezing, yet she finds it cute and kara just doesn’t know why she’s blushing

no.2:

- sam and alex force lena and kara on a blind date

- they’re best friends

- they both think they’ve been stood up and sam and alex are screaming inside watching this happen

no.3:

- its karas first time at a high school party and she spots a special someone she is very into

- 5 mins in heaven or spin the bottle

no.4:

- kara and lena are both single and attend homecoming only to fall into each other’s arms (literally or metaphorically)

- can be at the game or the dance

no.5:

- baking and making a mess only for alex to walk in on them making out then begins cussing as she leaves

no.6:

- halloween themed game night with all their friends trying to get them to realize they love each other

no.7:

- first sleepover at Danver’s house

- kara and lena are freshman besties and decide to have a movie night and sleepover (ofc they make out DUH)

no.8:

- engagement (proposal) party with the superfriends being exposed for betting on the relationship

no.9:

- protective kara while lena works with DEO on serious (dangerous ofc) case

- nobody gets why supergirl is so worried

no.10:

- the way the ending of the 100th episode could’ve gone (GO WILD lol)

no.11:

- ice skating and hot cocoa days !!

- kara and lena go ice skating and casually fall on top of each other any chance they get then go back to karas for some cocoa and do some more falling on top of each other…

no.12:

- a flight with supergirl while lena is all bundled up and cozy on a fall night

no.13:

- visiting krypton and learning about their fall customs (/halloween idk if they do that most likely not)

- kara introducing lena to her parents

no.14:

- teaming up for a not so serious mission only to be scolded by j’on and alex ofc (be silly with this)

no.15:

- what really happens before a soccer game and your girlfriend shows up early to show support…hmm

- or lena pulls kara aside during their group warmups and have fun before the game

no.16:

- an accidental slip-up in front of lenas coworkers happen of her and supergirl kissing (though they don’t know it’s the same person)

no.17:

- moving in together after dating for a while but they don’t get to do much unpacking once one of them finds a movie (halloween one) only to find out the other hasn’t seen it

no.18:

- who you gonna call? SUPERGIRL!

- or lena doesn’t really need any rescuing, she just likes being held in karas strong and secure arms

no.19:

- supercorps child first halloween

no.20:

- elementary school kara doesn’t know anything about love until she spots an adorable black-haired girl and can’t stop thinking about her

no.21:

- they’re at a bar and kara accidentally spills a drink all over lenas clothes (expensive) and instead of being pissed she knows a way kara can make it up to her

no.22:

- kara and lena happen to be put together for some science project and that hatred that was once there slowly dissolves into something else

no.23:

- “what do you mean you don’t go trick or treating?”

- “well kara, we are in high school now. don’t you think it’s a bit odd to dress up and beg others for candy? i can buy you some at the store.”

- “yeah but that’s not as fun,” the blonde girl whines in an attempt to make the shorter girl put on her (_) costume and tag along.

- or lena doesn’t want to go trick or treating with kara, alex, and sam but gets guilted into it

no.24:

- lena and kara agree to babysit ruby one night and against their better knowledge they let her watch a movie that’s probably too scary for her (as well as them)

- supercorp cuddles

no.25:

- kara reveals she has a special surprise for her best friend lena

- she gives her a clue everyday going into halloween and her friend must figure it out in order for it to be revealed (this can be like some fluff love confession thing that takes lena until the very last day to figure out bc she’s a useless lesbian)

no.26:

- school trip to a museum (science or art) and the two best friends (who are hopelessly in love with each other) find any moment to slip their hands together and run off for a few moments

no.27:

- lena travels to ireland in hopes of discovering what really happened to her mother while kara stays in national city but keeps tails on lenas heartbeat and whereabouts. she ends up flying there once a day to be there physically and they both end up going to THE river/lake (they’re either together or just friends in this)

no.28:

- lena walks into her office only to find her best friend struggling to catch a puppy she brought (named pumpkin hehe) as a halloween surprise gift

no.29:

- lena knocks on the door of her best friends house begging to build a snowman in the middle of the night since she can’t sleep and seems to (for some reason) find comfort in those ocean blue eyes

no.30:

- alex gets tired of hearing kara complain about how much she likes lena but doesn’t know what to do so she decides to ask lena out from karas phone

- lena agrees and kara still doesn’t know what’s going on until after the “date” and she sees her messages. let’s say she’s not that mad at alex

no.31:

- lena has been missing for 3 days now and even the super can’t seem to find her. until she picks up on certain hints around the city and finds that she’s been captured by lex (i’m bad at horrors lol this is me trying)

I began this idea process back in like mid-june but i thought this might be really fun! we don’t know how this season will end but i thought we can at least have some happiness during it lol. anyways, it’s officially autumn so i finally got to post and it’s in a month advance which is nice! so repost and comment if you want to take part. i think it’ll be in A03 again but im super excited for this!

[screwtheprinceimtakingthehorse]

so i have a question, and it might be somewhat of a loaded one, and i don't mean to be negative or anything, but since you managed to become a pretty big blog i would like to hear your take on it if you feel comfortable answering. i am a content creator, have been for a long while, and i know no one deserves likes or anything if their work isnt good enough, and one should do what they do because they love it and not because of other people, and i do, but it is extremely discouraging to put (1)

hard work into something you are passionate about to come back to a blog with 0 followers and have no notes on your posts that no one ever gets to see even if you tag it right. especially since what i do is what i eventually wanted to be doing as a living, it's somewhat hard to come to terms with that you simply aren't good enough even after years of practice and creating your content, since no one seems to want your work and creating for yourself alone is still nice, but simply not the same (2)

(3) if you dont get to share it. so i would like to hear opinion, as someone who made it: at what point would you personally say it stops being worth it? i sincerely hope this doesn't make you uncomfortable, i know it might not be an easy thing to answer and like i said, i didn't mean to dump any unnecesarry negativity onto you, so i am sincerely sorry if i did.

First off: I 100% get where you’re coming from, and while this is a subject that I think all content creators and artists struggle with — both in answering to themselves and others — I guess we all feel a bit uncomfortable discussing it, but I think we should! So this is certainly a heavier topic than I expected to be talking about this fine Tuesday night, but here we are. Warning: this is gonna get long, because tomorrow’s a federal holiday and my bedtime is literally never.

Art’s supposed to be this grand purpose onto itself: artists get bullied for asking proper prices for commissions, brands want to pay content creators in ‘exposure,’ and art constantly gets reposted because, eh, anyone could’ve cobbled that together.

But here’s the ungarnished truth: art is wonderful and makes its creators, at best, happy and warm and fuzzy around the heart, but creating alone neither pays the rent nor makes the algorithms love us. And that’s the thing right there — social media algos are not kind to creators. Any recommendation engine deals in what is a) fresh or b) already successful; sometimes both if a post circulates fast. If you’ve been featured once, you’re more likely to get featured again. Also: original art may get passed over for fanart a lot. Kinda depends what genre you’re in and whether you’re fandom-adjacent.

To answer your question as to when it stops being worth it: the idealistic answer is, NEVER, because the moment will come. It won’t come looking for you, though. You gotta keep looking for it, and I know that that’s some fresh hot bullshit to hear when you’re having a bad day. So, I’m sorry, but that’s my answer: don’t give up. Instead, keep coming at the problem from different angles, and in different ways. (More under the cut because LONK.)

While I wouldn’t say I’m a super big blog in Dishonored terms, I do have one example of ‘making it.’ I was in the right place at the right time when the Skyfall fandom stamped itself out of the ground. That’s where like 60% of my mutuals come from — from six years ago; and I’m convinced a few of these dinguses just forgot how the unfollow button works lol. Anyway: the fandom was large, it was young, and it was hungry for content. Also — mostly teenagers, so LOTS of time and energy. My works were among the first ten in the archive on AO3, so it snowballed from there.

My somewhat longwinded point is: I got lucky in gaining that first chunk of attention. But I also worked at it — I responded to any comments I got, I interacted with everyone who came to my blog, and with other people in the tag.

I started posting my Dishonored fics on AO3 in March ‘17, but it took a few months before a significant amount of conversation started happening (beyond the AO3 comment section), and it took nearly a year before I started regularly getting messages, and really started talking to people on discord, for instance. That’s because I’d entered an established fandom, so the ‘rules,’ as it were, were different. In marketing, we’d say the competition was higher.

Of course we’re not supposed to think of other artists as competition — and I don’t, but perhaps that’s because I can afford not to.

Here are a few dumb realities of posting art/content on tumblr:

sometimes you work on something for months and it gets three notes

and then you do a dumb shitpost (my vid of that dude in doto vaping his sword, anyone?) and it gets aalll the attention (just barely any new followers)

unless you go and talk to people, they’re not going to be aware of you as a creator unless you pump out super polished material every gd day

art reblogs more easily than writing, but reblogs don’t get you followers until you post consistently — and even then the like to reblog ratio is a bit of an insult

it's somewhat hard to come to terms with that you simply aren't good enough even after years of practice and creating your content, since no one seems to want your work

If I may — I know that the old tumblr saying “notes don’t define the value of your work” is often used to tell creators to stop complaining when a work doesn’t get as many notes as they’d hoped. And look — I’ve been working on a six-part fic series for 18 months now. I’m on Part 5, and it’s been a game of diminishing returns. Hits have gone down proportionately, there’s more comments now than kudos. So I know exactly that there’s a relatively small group of people who’re still sticking with me on this, and a lot more people who noped out at some point. Not always because they stopped enjoying it; usually it’s simply a question of time and the series getting seriously fucking long. It’s a monster, and I’m well aware. I don’t begrudge anyone who stopped reading along at some point. But it does smart because in the end all of us have a bit of an ego, and that’s where the badger’s buried.

The badger being that you mention twice that you believe not getting the attention you’d hoped for means that your work isn’t good enough — I know that feel. BUT: I don’t believe that. I don’t know what kind of content you’re creating, but I personally know excellent artists and writers whose work deserves to be seen and admired, who do not get the visibility they hope for — consistently. (Until they make a shitpost, which then suddenly blows up, and they’re like, WTF where were you all ten hours ago??)

It’s just that people don’t check the tags (anymore) and simply rely on their feed and the reco algorithm to bring them shit they’ll like.

What I’m trying to — very clumsily — say is: please don’t stop creating. Keep talking to people (you’re welcome to chat to me off anon — and if we already know each other, then, well, don’t I feel like an asshole) to get more followers and to make people aware of you as a creator. Until then, always be practising, and keep working on your skills.

Also: I think what should be a thing is that bigger blogs should reblog smaller blogs more, and I’m including myself in this. I don’t have a ton of time, so I mostly reblog stuff from people I know, if I happen to see it at the time or if it’s shared with me. But like, promos used to be a thing, maybe we should make those a thing again?? So it’s less down to fucking luck and more to people actually sharing common interests.

I hope that this helps, anon, in some way. As I said, I don’t know what kind of content you create and how you interact with other blogs, so I’ve tried to make this as broad as I could without going on for hours. These are just my fandom experiences and feelings as a creator, and it’s going to be different for everyone who makes things and shares those things online. I sincerely hope that you’ll catch that break that you’ve been waiting for, and if you ever need a place to vent, my inbox (and my discord) is always open. I’ve got your back.

[suga-ssi]

Why would anyone hate you for asking us to send u requests oh my god ur the best????? Okay so taegi! Jealousy? A lol angsty but ofc happy ending! And with HAPPY ending I mean there has to be a make out session yes. And like forrealz jealousy like something like flirting with someone else? (ofc not really flirting but misunderstanding maybe) :) if I didn't misunderstand that post tho omf also me! I wanna be a friend 😂😂

OMYGOD! Believe it or not, (Well, you’d have to believe coz I’m actually fucking posting it) I finished writing your request! WTF?! I need to sleep! LOL Anyway, I hope you like this (unbeta-ed, partially edited mess. I’ll clean it up, I promise)

Note: Posted on AO3! HERE I don’t think it’s awesome enough to repost… but anyway… just please… don’t. THANKS! :)

Title: Stay

Word count: 3,852

Relationship: TaeGi, TaeJae

Characters: Yoongi, Taehyung, Minjae, Jimin (mentioned), Namjoon (mentioned), Hoseok (mentioned)

Rating: M - Mature content based on loads of swearing, violence (barely), make out scene that even nuns can read LOL, drinking

Summary: People handle jealousy differently but there is only one way to get past it and make each other stay.

“I think… I think Yoongi’s cheating on me.” Taehyung slurred,as he took one more shot. He seriously lost count after a few minutes, hours?Shit, he realized, he couldn’t even remember how long it has been since theyentered this fucking bar.

“Yoongi? Cheating on you? With what? I mean who? How? Dude’stoo fucking in love with you to even consider that shit. I mean look at you,fuck! Who wouldn’t be?” Minjae answered, barely even having the energy to lifthis head from the table to respond.

“This things… things… Just you… you just know…” Taehyung raisedhis voice in an attempt to prove his point, cause he knew he had a point. He blinked a few times as his vision got blurry. He tried to rub his eyes and he felt the back ofhis hand get damp. Fuck? Was he actually crying?

Minjae lifted his head from the table when he realized thatTaehyung was sobbing. His whole body was shaking as he hugged his legs closerto himself. Minjae immediately moved to sit beside his friend, bringing him intoa tight embrace, rubbing Taehyung’s back as his breath started hitching.

“I can’t…. He just… He won’t…” Tae started, failing to formany complete sentences as he tried to catch his breath. Why won’t the tearsstop? Tae wondered, as his body continued to shake harder under Minjae’s touch.

“SHhh…shhh…shhh” Minjae whispered into Tae’s ear as he triedto calm him down.

Taehyung felt his friend’s breath near his ear, sendingtingly feelings up his spine. How long has it been since Yoongi held him likethis? How long has it been since he felt secured and taken cared of?

Minjae used his thumb to wipe Tae’s tear and gently held hischin to lift Tae’s head up.

“Look at me. Look at me, Kim Taehyung.” Minjae said as heheld Tae’s face in both his hands. “Anyone would be lucky to have you. And ifYoongi doesn’t realize this then he is being a stupid asshole, okay?”

Their faces were now inches away from each other andTaehyung can feel Minjae staring at his lips.

“No, he’s just…” Taehyung answered as he shook his head, backing off a few more inches for safety. He was breathing more evenly now, the close encounter sobbering him up a bit. “Ibarely see him. He has been staying in his studio for hours on end and I knowfor a fact that he isn’t alone.”

“He isn’t? Who is he with? You’re not jealous of Namjoon areyou?”

“No! Fuck! Not Namjoon. That dude’s as straight as a plank.”Taehyung protested, pouring himself another shot of their neglected vodka,spilling some of the alcohol in the process.

“Nope, not Namjoon. Jimin.” Taehyung mumbled as he knockedback his head to take another shot.

“Ji who?”

“Ji… MIIIIINNNNN~~~” Taehyung dragged out, his eyesbarely open. “Tiny ball of sunshine from the fucking Shire. Fluffy as fuck!Always beaming and happy with a fucking smile plastered on his fucking face!Fucking hobbit.”

Taehyung ended dramatically as he paused to pour himselfanother shot.

“Tae, Yoongi isn’t exactly tall either.” Minjae offered.

“Fucking… pay attention, Minjae! We aren’t talking aboutYoongi! We… are talking… about Jimin.” Tae retorted, his hand waving his emptyshot glass in the air.

“Yes. Jimin. okay.” Minjae conceded.

“Jimin” Tae repeated.

Minjae raised both his hands to show surrender, “Okay,Jimin.”

“Why the fuck do you keep saying his name!? You fucking himtoo? Shit! You all gang banging the dude?” Taehyung said loudly, makingMinjae’s eyes open in surprise.

“Fuck. NO! Just… you were. Nevermind. Continue. So Ji…”

Taehyung glared at Minjae, daring him to finish what he wassaying.

“Shit. Just calm the fuck down, Tae. Not saying his name.Noted. So this…  DUDE… has been hangingwith Yoongi in his studio… to record? I suppose?” Minjae asked, his handslowly moving towards the now nearly empty vodka bottle. He really neededanother drink to process the whole thing, but seeing as Taehyung looked sodetermined to be plastered he knew one of them had to get sober.

“And I quote, ‘he has the voice of an angel’, end quote”Taehyung said sarcastically, as he made too many finger quotes.

“Who said? Yoongi?”

“No, fucking Hoseok. Who probably wants to fuck the hobbittoo. Good news for you, you might just get your first orgy, dude.” Tipping thebottle he was now holding towards Minjae.

“How the fuck am I part of this? Anyway, have you evenconsidered the possibility that he might just really be using his lips to singand not to blow your boyfriend?”

“Just sing? Just? Have you seen my boyfriend?” Taehyungasked with pure shock in his voice.

“Pale skin, brooding eyes, I don’t give a shit aura? Yeah,I’ve heard of his work.” Minjae drawled as he took a sip of water. “Of course Iknow Yoongi, Tae.”

“Well… then you know he is fucking sex on legs.” Taehyunganswered in a matter of factly tone,knocking back another shot as he felt like he made his point.

“Not my type.” Minjae murmured but Taehyung wasn’t payingattention.

“It’s just… it’s been weeks since we last had… well… sex.And I know Yoongi.” Tae said calmly. “We used to do it on a daily. But now?Now, he gets home, he falls asleep immediately, too tired to even respond to myquestions about his day. He gets up, bathes, takes his coat, and leaves.”

Minjae just sat in silence, feeling that Taehyung wasn’tdone with his story.

“One morning,” Tae started again, as he poured more alcohol inhis shot glass. “I asked him to check the jean designs I made for this class.He told me he’d look at them after his bath. But then his phone rings and Iheard him taking the call. He entered the other room and startedwhispering. I mean, why be sneaky and shit, right? So I tried to listen fromthe outside. And just… fuck… He sounded so sweet on the phone, praising andcalming down whoever was on the other end of the call.” Taehyung paused as helooked at the shot he was about to take.

“He didn’t even bother to say goodbye. He just took hisjacket and left while he was on the phone.” Taehyung felt his tears welling upagain as he downed the shot he has been holding. “It was like I wasn’t eventhere. He just walked right past me.” He bit his lips in an attempt to stop thetears from falling but they fell anyway

“He has been so secretive and distant.” Silent tears werenow rolling down his cheeks. “And I just miss him so much.” Taehyung almostwhispers as he rests his head on Minjae’s shoulders.

“Shhh…. Tae… It’s going to be alright… shhhh.” Minjae saidas he stroked Tae’s hair.

Tae looked up at him, the distance being too close forMinjae’s comfort. “I don’t want to lose him.” His drunk friend whispers as helooked at him straight in the eyes.

“I can’t lose him.” Taehyung mumbles as his head drops backon Minjae’s shoulders. “I can’t”

“You won’t lose him, Tae.” Minjae answered half-heartedly,knowing full well that he can’t make any promises for Yoongi. But he wasn’taround and Tae needed this right now.

Minutes passed as Minjae waited in silence as he feltTaehyung’s breathing even out.

Minjae somehow managed to pay their bill, hail themselves acab, drag both their drunk asses to the elevator, and eventually throw Tae onthe bed he shared with Yoongi. Funnily enough, the most difficult part wasgetting Tae to find his key to get them inside.

Once inside, Minjae thought it would be good for Tae if hewashed him up and gave him a fresh pair of clothes.

“Good for you, dude. But bad, bad, idea for tipsy me.”Minjae said to himself. He knew the temptation would be too much and he wasn’tthe type to take advantage of a vulnerable guy, no matter how in love he was withsaid vulnerable guy.

In the end, Minjae decided to just cover his friend with ablanket, making sure he was tucked in comfortably.

“Stay.” The voice came out so soft that Minjae thought hehad just imagined it. He looked back at his friend, whose arms were outstretched, trying to reach out to him.

“Stay.” Taehyung repeated needily and it was too much forMinjae to ignore.

He slowly walked back to the bed where Taehyung was and heldthe hand reaching out to him. Minjae knew this was a bad idea but this was justtoo much for him to fight. Yoongi was being a stupid prick and Taehyung neededsomeone. Minjae thought that maybe tonight, just for tonight he could be thatsomeone.

He moved to lie down on the bed, facing Taehyung whose armwas now draped across his waist.

“Yoongi.” Taehyung mumbled in his sleep and Minjae closedhis eyes, trying to imagine his friend saying his name instead. He moved to tryand lie comfortably but he felt Taehyung’s hold tighten when he did.

“Stay.” Tae whispered again as Minjae watched a tear rolldown his sleeping friend’s face.

He wanted to wipe away the tears with his hand but they weretrapped under Taehyung’s embrace at the moment, so Minjae did the only thing hefelt he could do. He moved in closer and kissed the wet mark that the tearleft.

“Yoongi.” He heard his friend whisper again as he felt awarm hand slowly cup his cheek, pulling him closer and Minjae could do nothingelse but brace himself for the impact.

Taehyung’s hand was now on his nape, pushing him to deepenthe kiss. The push was gentle but something more forceful was making Minjaemove forward. Taehyung parted his lips, allowing Minjae to kiss his lower lip.He has always tried to imagine how wonderful this would feel but nothing hasprepared him for this beautiful reality. Taehyung tasted like alcohol with aslight hint of his strawberry lip balm, and in spite of himself, Minjae wantedto taste it more. He slowly slid his tongue between Taehyung’s parted lips,licking every warm surface it touched upon its entry.

His freed hand was now placed on the other’s hip, pullinghim closer. He had to stifle a moan as Taehyung started grinding slowly but the friction elicited a deep moan from Taehyunginstead.  

“Fuck.” Minjae whispered breathily as he gasped for air,before diving back in. Taehyung’s hands maneuvered his head, enabling Minjae toexplore more of Taehyung’s mouth, tongues touching and playing with each other.

This all felt too much and at the same time not enough forMinjae. He slowly moved his hands to feel Taehyung’s warm skin above hiswaistband, fingers slowly dipping lower as he felt himself getting harderagainst Tae’s thighs.

“Tae!” Minjae heard the familiar low, gravelly voice beforehe heard the door slamming against the wall.

Minjae scrambled to get away from Taehyung’s grasp and getas far away from him as possible.Heavy footsteps approached thebed.

“Mother Fucker!” Minjae felt the impact he did not seecoming. His cheek throbbed and his neck creaked as the first blow hit him. Hestumbled backward, losing his footing, barely sobered up brain not fullyregistering what just happened. Before he could even stand he felt another blowas a foot hit his hip. Pain shot up from his hip to his whole body.

“Get out!” the voice boomed. “Get the fuck out!”

Minjae crawled-jumped-ran faster than he ever had his entirelife. Not having the time to look back at the mess he made and at the friend heprobably will never see again.

Taehyung woke up to a door slamming on the wall and all hecould see was a raged Yoongi. Eyes blown up in anger as he made a fist andstormed towards him.

“Mother Fucker!” He heard Yoongi’s deep voice and he wasfrozen on the spot.

He barely registered Minjae scrambling to get out of his bedwhen in a split second, Minjae was on the floor. He saw Yoongi reeling back tokick Minjae but he was too stunned to stop it from happening. He heard Yoongi’sboots come in contact with Minjae’s hip and looked to see Minjae wincing inpain. He was about to get up and stop Yoongi from further hurting his friendbut Yoongi just suddenly stopped moving. He was just looking at the floor, fiststill closed tight but he didn’t move to attack.

“Get out!” Yoongi yelled. “Get the fuck out!”

And Taehyung can only watch as his friend picked himself upand ran for the door.

He was just staring dumbly at Yoongi as he heard the frontdoor close.

“Explain, Tae.” Yoongi’s tone was flat, waiting for Taehyungto say something. Impatience got the better of him and he yelled out before hecould stop himself, “Explain! TAE!”

“I… I… was drunk.” Tae stuttered as he sat up clinging ontohis blanket.

Yoongi started pacing a few steps after hearing Tae’s response but he stopped again right by the footof the bed. “Holy shit! FU… You were drunk?! Is that the best you can do Tae?!”Yoongi’s hand gripping the roots of his own hair.

“I walk into OUR ROOM!! See you fucking YOUR FRIEND!! Andall you can say is that you were… DRUNK?!” Yoongi’s eyes were now fully blownout in anger. His jaw line jutting out as he gritted his teeth.

“I wasn’t fucking Minjae!! I’m not the one who has beenfucking around here!!” Taehyung weakly yelled in response as he knelt on thebed.

“Excuuuuse me? What are you trying to say, Tae?! Spit it thefuck out! Coz I swear to fucking God, I have no patience left right now!”Yoongi answered back, hands still in a fist on his side.

“You!” Tae managed to yell back, standing up to get out ofbed. “You, Mr. Bigshot Producer! Where have you been getting some? Huh?”feeling a bit braver as he towered over his angry boyfriend. His anger nowbuilding as he watched Yoongi stare at him in a confused rage.

“Where? Huh?” Taenudged Yoongi’s chest with his palm, pushing the latter a step backward. “CozGod knows you haven’t been around here long enough to talk, let alone fuck!Your little singing hoe got you tired every fucking night. We don’t even talk for you to know what I have been up to lately! Tell me, Yoongi! Is that bitch’s throatbetter than mine? Or is his fat ass tighter?”

“Fucking who? Jimin?” Yoongi rolled his eyes as he tested ifTae had more to say.

“Yes. Jimin, the ass you keep for yourself inside yourstudio.”

“You have no fucking idea what you’re talking about, Tae.”Yoongi said as he walked out of the room to enter their kitchen.

Taehyung followed Yoongi to the kitchen and saw the otherman opening a can of beer from their fridge.

“Enlighten me then, asshole! Don’t walk out on me during afucking fight!” Taehyung yelled.

“I needed a drink.” Yoongi answered, gulping down the beerbefore he continued. “I wasn’t exactly expecting to see my boyfriend making outwith his jerk friend the moment I entered MY bedroom.”

“Shhi… I thought he was you, okay?!”

“You thought?!” Yoongi chuckled sarcastically. “You… thoughthe was me. BRILLIANT! Did you at any point try to at least open your fuckingeyes while you were making out?” Yoongi spat out angrily.

Taehyung just stared back at Yoongi, not able to give ananswer to the question.

“Didn’t think so.” Yoongi concluded as he took another gulpof his beer.

“I was drunk, okay?” Tae yelled out again. “Only one head ofmine was functioning and unfortunately it wasn’t the one that could think.” Heended his statement almost in a mumble.

“From the looks of it, your mouth was working pretty wellthough.” Yoongi bit back.

“Fuck! Fine! I was wrong! I’m sorry! But it was an accident!Not like your premeditated sneaky escapades with that tiny squeaky singer!”Taehyung shouted, walking out of the kitchen to sit at their sofa.

Yoongi was quick to follow him, beer still in hand as hestood in front of Tae.

“Look, who’s walking out now.” Yoongi teased. “Was that it?Were you jealous of Jimin?”

Taehyung wanted to snap back, to push his anger further but hesaw that Yoongi was dead ass smirking at him now. Sitting down was a wrongmove, Taehyung thought, he knew that the moment he stopped standing over Yoongihe’d feel smaller again.

“Yes,” he replied meekly. “But it’s not unfounded!” He addedweakly.

“It’s not?” Yoongi titled his head and raised his eyebrows,smirk still on his face. “Tell me then.” He said as he sat down beside hisboyfriend.

“It’s just… you’re never around anymore. I have no idea whatyou’re doing most of the time. You pick up his calls so quickly when you’rehome but lately you haven’t even been answering mine.” Taehyung hated that hesounded like a whining a child. He could hear himself and it made him feel morepathetic. To make matters worse, he felt the tell tale stinging that precludedhis tears again. Fuck.

Yoongi was now looking at him with gentle eyes and he couldfeel the other’s hand resting on his thigh. Taehyung needed to stay focused totell Yoongi everything, so he decided to look at his hands as he fiddled withthem on his lap.

He could feel his tears start rolling and his breath washitching once more as he continued, “You never stay around even on the weekends.It was like you were at his every beck and call. You come home not smellinglike yourself. I cook you dinner and you just tell me you ate out with him. Igot an A+ for my last deign line, did you know? Of course you didn’t cause younever even bother to ask anymore.”

Taehyung decided to stop cause his voice was now breakingand it wasn’t helping his case at all.

“Are you done?” Yoongi asked, taking Taehyung’s hand in his and watched Taehyung just sniffle without a response.

“Please look at me, babe.” Yoongi begged and Taehyung lookedat him, rubbing his eyes a bit to prevent more tears from falling.

“Okay, first of all, I’m sorry for not explaining the wholesituation to you before it blew up like this. We’ve been together for more thantwo years now, babe. I don’t know, I was too secure that I thought you alreadyknew how much I love you and that you’d understand without me having to explain. I’msorry. I need to communicate things better.”

Taehyung nodded slowly, breathing still uneven as he waitedfor Yoongi to continue.

“And Jimin? Jimin is a trainee at the company. He isscheduled to debut soon but the whole situation is dependent on the song I’m making for him.The kid has been through a lot and I feel for him. The company has been naggingme about our progress but I want to make sure that all his hard work will payoff. Company keeps calling him, he keeps calling me. Kid’s stressed out of hismind worrying about this. I should have told you all about this sooner. I’msorry if you felt neglected, babe.” Yoongi held Taehyung’s cheek in his hand ashis thumb wiped away the last tears that dropped.

“And lastly.” Yoongi took Taehyung’s hand and held it to hischeek. Taehyung felt his boyfriend’s warmth and it helped in slowly ebbing awayall the anxieties he felt over the past few days. Yoongi then started kissingTae’s hand and Tae closed his eyes to relish the feeling. He missed this.He missed all of this.

“Lastly?” Tae asked.

“Lastly. I love you. I love you, Tae. I love all of you.”Yoongi placed his hand on Tae’s neck as he made their foreheads touch.

Tae giggled softly as he felt a tingly warmth at the pit of hisstomach, his body reacting to the touch he has been longing for.

Yoongi guided Tae towards his lips to a chaste kiss, bringingtheir foreheads together once more as they smiled at each other.

“I love you, Kim Taehyung.” Yoongi whispered as he broughthis lips towards Tae’s eyes.

“I love your dopey looking eyes that disappear when yousmile.” Taehyung closed his eyes and felt Yoongi’s lips on them.

“I love your nose and how you scrunch them when you’refocused on anything.” Yoongi then moved to kiss Tae’s nose.

“I love your neck and how sensitive you get when I kiss it.”His nose trailing Taehyung’s jawline as he slowly moved his lips to leave anopen mouthed kiss on Tae’s neck. Yoongi could feel his boyfriend’s adam’s applebob to swallow as he licked him from his jaw to his collar bone.

“I love your boxy grin and your sinful lips that somehowalways taste like strawberries.” Yoongi cupped Taehyung’s face in his hands andlicked the latter’s lips to force them to open. He bit on Taehyung’s lower lipplayfully as he moved his hand to firmly hold his boyfriend’s neck, moving himin sync with him so he could explore parts of his mouth he wanted to taste.

Yoongi’s lips again worked their way back to Taehyung’sneck. Biting gently on his jaw line before marking them the way he knew hisboyfriend wanted.

Taehyung moaned from the familiar feeling of pleasure anddecided he needed more. He swung his legs over his boyfriend to straddle him, settinghimself against the other man’s hardness. He puts his arms around Yoongi’s neckforcing the latter to look up at him.

For a brief moment he just stared at his boyfriend. Hisporcelain pale skin contrasting against his black hair, his eyes that were blownwith anger earlier were now hooded and lusting, his lips beautifully swollen from theirkissing. He is beautiful, Taehyung thought, and he is mine.

As if reading his thought Yoongi suddenly spoke, “You areamazing, Kim Taehyung. And I’d be the dumbest asshole in the planet if I let someone as talented, sweet, and caring as you get away from me.” He said as he smiled his gummy smile. “Repeat afterme, Tae. I am yours.”

“I am yours.” Taehyung repeated.

“And you are mine.”

“And you are mine.”

Taehyung lowered his head to kiss Yoongi and held on to himin a tight embrace, Yoongi’s arms around his waist holding him in place.

“Yoongi?”

“Yes, love?”

“Stay.”

“As long as you want me.” Yoongi answered back, as he kissedTaehyung a little more needily.

Taehyung felt warmth all around him as their night wore on.His senses were flooded with everything Yoongi and he wanted to bask in it for aslong as he can. He didn’t know how long what they had would last, but for now he was sure.Here is where he wanted to stay.