#but I’m so glad I was able to finish it

[thebatcave45]

Anything You Want

(Bruce Wayne x reader)

Warnings: fluff

Notes: thought of this and then couldn't stand to not write it

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You walk down the stairs of the main hall and can already hear Bruce. He’s typing away on his laptop in the study. You quietly move through the hall and get closer to the door, wanting to be able to see his face before you decide if it's worth bugging him or not. You peek slowly. Yep, he’s got the pout he’s chewing on the side of and the eyebrows furrowed together. This is a doozy and needs to be lifted.

“Hey, love,” you speak softly and step slowly into the study, still watching his face. He doesn’t even look up when he responds.

“Hey, Babe.”

He’s still typing away, exasperated and overwhelmed. It’s 630 and he needs to finish up the day’s work so he can get ready for another charity event tonight you both are having to attend.

“Do you have a moment for a break? You’ve worked hard at the office and now here. Kinda got that look of yours going on” you ask him gently.

He keeps typing for a moment when he finally looks up, seeing your smile and your eyes looking lovingly at him. He stands and walks around the desk to you, reaching for your waist and brings you into him. You wrap your arms around him and put your head on his shoulder. He sighs before he speaks.

“I’m sorry, babe. I’m just swamped and we have to go in a bit. I wish I could stop, but I have to keep trying to work on this business deal.”

You squeeze him and then step back out of the hug, smiling softly up at him.

“No worries, I just wanted to check on you,” you say with a soft smile and a little shrug of your shoulders.

You turn and leave the study, walking down to the kitchen. You feel slightly bummed you couldn't help him more, but are glad he at least was able to get the scowl of worry off his face.

Bruce feels the same, like you wanted his attention and he couldn’t give it to you. He sighs as he sits back down. A few minutes pass and he can’t stop thinking about you instead of the task at hand. He leaves the study and notices you’re in the kitchen as he walks down the hall.

“Oh hello again, fancy meeting you here,” you heard his footsteps entering the kitchen and had turned from looking out the window to face him, smiling again.

“I’m sorry, babe. I just kept thinking about you. I know you were trying to get me to relax for a minute. It’s this damn deal. These people won’t quit with the back and forth. I just…” Bruce shakes his head in overwhelm.

You put your hand up to his cheek and turn when you start to hear the rain out of the kitchen window. You feel Bruce's arm go around your waist again and his head rests on your shoulder. You put your hand on his arms against your stomach.

“I have a few minutes. I’ll make it up to you,” Bruce says quietly and then kisses your neck before resting his head on your shoulder again, looking out at the rain as well.

“Make it up to me? I’m fine, love”

“No, I insist. Anything you want” Bruce gives you a little squeeze with his arms as he says it.

“Anything?” Your eyes look out at the rain and you get an idea immediately.

You feel Bruce nod on your shoulder. You hesitate for half a second before you grab his hand and pull him along with you, just like when you were younger. You pull him through the back kitchen door and out into the rain. Letting go of his hand, you stand there, face up to the pouring sky, smiling. Loving the way rain seems to wash everything away.

It takes Bruce a moment as he watches you, picturing all of the times over the years before you were together, that you used to make him do this. You’d pull him out into the rain and usually he’d get pissed while you laughed. This time is different. This time, you’re his. Bruce looks at your beautiful face tilted to the sky, rain dripping off your lashes. Your outstretched arms, and the drops running down your neck. He walks to you and gently grabs your soaking wet face between his hands and kisses you. You get your arms in between his and wrap them around his neck, pulling him even closer into you. That’s how you stay for several minutes, just kissing in the pouring rain. No cares, no worries. Just the way you had wanted him to feel all of the years and times before.

“Are you two quite finished acting like foolish teenagers?” Alfred has clearly seen you two and is standing in the kitchen back doorway.

You start to laugh against each other's mouths and then lips as you slightly pull away. Bruce still holds your face gently in his hands, looking you in the eyes.

“The old man sounds grumpy. Guess we better go in,” Bruce says with a smirk.

You let out a small giggle as Bruce leads you back inside and you take the towel Alfred is holding without looking at him.

“Thanks, Alfie,” you mumble with a smile, still avoiding his eyes.

You turn your head to the side and face the kitchen window as you start trying to dry your hair with the towel. You hear Aldfred make a noise at Bruce of playful annoyance as he starts to walk out of the kitchen. You know the look that went with the noise, having seen and heard both dozens of times over the years, aimed at Bruce’s antics. It makes you smile again.

“Well that was unexpected.”

You turn your head to look at Bruce and realize he was talking about the rain and not Alfred’s reaction.

“Hey! You did say anything,” you stand back up and grin at Bruce.

“Yeah, I did, you’re right,” Bruce shakes his head and then rolls his eyes.

He leans down and kisses your nose and then uses a corner of his towel to dry your cheeks.

“I love you,” Bruce tells you as he wipes your eyelashes carefully.

“I love you more,” you say quietly as he moves the towel and you open your eyes to look up at him again.

“Not possible, but it's a nice sentiment,” Bruce teases and smirks as he turns to head towards the kitchen door.

You whip Bruce's butt with your towel as you both walk out of the kitchen, soaking wet and giggling like the teenagers Alfred accused you of being.

[bengiyo]

Ben’s Big BL Blurb 2: Fall is Finally Here

I am simply too busy with worth, family, other hobbies, and life to write about every show in real time anymore. I’m sorry to all the Stray Thoughts readers who’ve reached out about whether I would pick that back up, and I simply just do not have the time to do them anymore. Instead, I’ll try to do one of these as often as I can to catch up on things.

First, let’s go over some shows I finished recently that I don’t think I wrote much about.

First Note of Love

I was so happy to see Michael back on screen, and I was glad to see that he’s still able to get great chemistry with his co-star. Unfortunately, I don’t think this show was very coherent, so I didn’t get a lot out of it emotionally. It was a pretty inoffensive watch overall, and thus an easy show to put on without having to work through too much. I liked the work between everyone, and Mei Lei was such a fun character. Probably won’t return to this one, though. 

Let Free the Curse of Taekwondo

This is probably the show of the year for me. There’s so much I loved about this show. I loved that the characters had sex, but were neither rewarded nor punished for it; their sex didn’t solve any problems. I also really love how this show explored how childhood trauma expresses in two different kinds of boys, and I love that we got to see a bully reckon with his actions and get closure. I love that this show ended with them being kinda poor, but happy together. I love how messed up they both were about everything. I loved that Juyeong wasn’t stupid, and could read what was going on.

I clearly need to write a separate post to unpack everything I felt in this show.

Let’s move on to what I’m watching currently, in no particular order…starting with the lesbians, and then the worst BLs.

Apple My Love

Genuinely having fun with this GL. I like how quickly most of the drama plays out. It’s giving me quite a bit of secondhand embarrassment, but I like the characterizations in this show. This new production house brought us Knock Knock, Boys! and Monster Next Door this year. We need to keep an eyes on them. 

Haunted Hearts

I’m so fascinated by Oxin Films teaming up with Regal Entertainment. The leads are very attractive, but the cinematography is really boring. I’m trying to stay invested, but it’s kind of a sleepy watch. Also amused that they started airing a ghost romance right after Halloween ended. I’ve kind of moved on emotionally from the season.

My Damn Business

This show could be good, but it’s not. I struggled with episode 5 because our lead looked more relaxed and happier with his senior than the guy he’s getting into a romance with. There’s something missing here in this one, but I can’t exactly put my finger on it. I think it’s primarily a side effect of the short run time, but I think the boss’s interest isn’t landing properly for the employee to respond to. 

Eccentric Romance

This show could be good, but it’s not. Still, I am obsessed with a murder mystery being the primary source of confusion between our leads. I was willing to forgive this show a lot of its rough edges, but it failed to handle the turn from friendship to sexual/romance really well. I feel like our guys just started dating and having sex, and I’m a bit frustrated that they didn’t talk about it really at all, particularly since this show features two different languages spoken on screen. Genuinely looking forward to seeing how this one finishes. 

See Your Love

I’m not sure this show is exactly working that well, but everyone is very pretty and I’m having a decent time watching it. I like the way Shao Peng stands up for himself, and I like that nothing that’s happened has been totally unbelievable or unreasonable (at least with the mains). I’ll be curious how the hard of hearing and deaf viewers respond to this one once it’s complete. 

Love is Like a Poison

This show is actually so funny. I love that Shiba is in his own lawyer genre separate from everyone else, and I really like how the two of these guys have become a team. I’m curious how they manage to resolve the scamming next week, but this has been the most unexpected dynamic of the year. 

Love in the Air: Koi no Yukon

MAME won this year, y’all. We all have complicated feelings about her, but she’s secured a loving adaptation from a Japanese team that’s put solid effort into bringing her characters to life. Every character feels correct compared to their Thai counterpart we saw on screen, and that’s a strong sign that the writing behind MAME’s work is strong, even if we all have issues with the way she tackles certain themes. I’m really impressed with this adaptation, and really like this version of Rain.I also feel like this show is doing a better job blending the forthcoming couple focus shift.

Our Youth

We just got this show, but damn does it feel sharp! I’m always going to be a sucker for a cinephile character, and I’m so compelled by the way Minase is drawn to Hirukawa. The scene in episode 2 where Minase has to leave Hirukawa’s house might be one of the most impressive sequences we’ve had in a while, requiring a great deal of choreography and effort from the actors and the camera crew to pull off, and I’m excited to see how these characters split and then come back together. 

Smells Like Green Spirit

Let me just say that I need another Abe Alan appearance when he isn’t playing a character doing horrible things to his students. I’ve enjoyed meditating on the 90s with this show and what that era felt like. I’ve liked how the show has tried to focus on how different parents (especially the moms) have responded to their kids coming to terms with themselves. I’ve also really enjoyed the friendship that’s grown between Mishima and Kirino. I’m struggling with Yumeno a lot, because I’m really not a friend of bully romances. Still, I feel like this is one of those shows I’ll remember for a long time because of its focus on the 90s. 

Blue Canvas of Youthful Days

I think @lurkingshan covered reactions to episode 5 and episode 6 better than I could, and I loved @twig-tea giving context for the film history moment in episode 6. I remember screaming into the chat for friends to show up for this when I got to that moment. This show has two great pairs of dynamics going on that mirror well. It’s got such a strong handle on its characters’ motivations and how they would respond to the actions from each other. It’s probably the tightest thing I’m watching now, backed by extremely dialed-in performances. I will be thinking about Qi Lu organizing his potential first kiss with Qin Xiao, and how unapologetic he’s been about the entire affair. He’s being selfish here, but I kinda like it. I’m so thankful that we are somehow still getting this show, because goddamn do the Chinese actors deliver on chemistry sometimes.

Interview With the Vampire Season 2

I finished this with a friend last week, and holy fuck is this show still so, so good. We watch a lot of gay romance because of BL, and I am having so much fun watching the show about gay divorce. I loved the time we spent in Paris, Daniel’s shifting role in the narrative, and the new insights we got into Lestat this season. I will miss Claudia so much, and I have to give a standing ovation to Delainey Hayles stepping into the role of Claudia and doing the damn thing this season. I just love seeing my little fucked up gay people torment each other on screen.

I'm still thinking about Louis and Lestat reuniting in a hurricane after Claudia derided this as yet another chapter in their stormy romance.

Dropped Shows

Unfortunately, everyone can’t win. Some of these shows are just too long for me to keep up with them, and oftentimes I get bored. I’ve currently dropped:

Lovesick 2024 - I may go back. We’ll see

Jack & Joker - It’s just too long, and they just killed Jennie and a kid. I’m good.

Fourever You - I’m bored with Earth always playing this character type.

Pluto - Namtam and Film are beautiful, but this looks too messy right now.

Every You, Every Me - Wasn’t intrigued after episode 1, but the commentary may draw me back.

Kidnap - Ohm is not enough to keep me invested in this show. 

Uncle Unknown - How did they make a 6 minute show feel slow?

I’m genuinely not trying to be harsh to Thai shows out here, but I just do not have the time to keep up with all of them when they’re this long and dragging.

Thanks for stopping by, and let me know if there’s something I missed that I should check out.

[zanethegayboii]

Pt.1:

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"Relaxation"

A Stanford Pines x FtM!Reader one shot +18

Pt.2

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After talking more about your day, you two had finished eating. “Oh! I had almost forgotten!” Ford stands up from the table taking your plate and heads to the fridge. “I hope you like ice cream cake!” He turns around grinning ear to ear with a small ice cream cake that has the words ‘Relax’ on top.

“Oh my goodness, Ford!” You almost yell out while laughing at the surprise. “I will take that as a yes.” He puffs his chest out in pride. He takes the cake to the counter and cuts two pieces out of it. Placing them on a plate, you grab two forks from the drawer next to the fridge.

Ford starts to walk out of the kitchen with the plate. “Hey! Where are you going? Table’s over here?” You asked him curious. “O-Oh! Sorry I should've said something! There is a meteor shower tonight!” He gestures to the gift shop door.

“Oh yeah! I remember now you've talked about that all week. I can't believe I forgot!” You rub your neck in embarrassment and walk towards the gift shop door with Ford. He speeds up to properly open the door for you to go first.

“Little gentleman~” You wink at him, praising his actions. Ford's eyes go a bit wide at the praise and his cheeks flush a bit as you walk through the door. He follows right behind you and takes a seat on the musty, mildew ridden couch that sat on the porch.

You plopped down next to Ford making him bounce up a bit from the sudden movement. “Heh! It's so nice out tonight! I thought it was gonna be cloudy.” You cuddled up next to Ford as he unbuttoned a button from his suit to be able to sit a bit more comfortably.

“I thought so as well, I’m glad it cleared up!” He seemed to beam excitement and anxiousness as you two waited for the celestial event to start.

As you two start to dig into the cakes you see a glimpse of the meteor shower before Ford points and exclaims “It's starting!” He's staring off into the night sky; eyes widened with awe. It’s beautiful.

You look back down to see Ford staring back at you, his face lights up and he smiles. He's beautiful you think to yourself. You take your hand that had previously been wrapped around Ford's shoulder and brought it to his face.

You rub your thumb into his cheek; feeling the slight stubble on his face. It's soft and prickly at the same time. Smiling back, you bring your face closer to his. “It's beautiful, but not as beautiful as you are, Stanford Pines~” Your lips meet.

Ford hums into the kiss, his lips relaxed and he lets out a relaxed sigh. Melting into the kiss it felt so comfortable, so easy to kiss him. Almost like breathing, which you forgot how to do as you were kissing him.

Breaking the kiss your breath is heavy and you rest your forehead on Ford's. “Wow.. heh” Ford breathes heavily as he speaks. You look back at him, his eyes full of admiration and a hint of desire. “I love you, Stanford.”

Something switched in Ford's brain after you stated you loved him. He takes the fork out of your other hand and sets the plate and utensils down on the couch. Ford then takes your hand and lifts you to stand up, he then reaches around to your legs.

He picks you up with a huff, his back begins to ache from the weight of carrying another human being, but he is determined. “F-Ford what are you-?!” You stammer not expecting this 60 year old man to just pick you up like he did.

“I'm taking you to my lab.” His voice was low and a bit gruff. “For what?! I thought we were watching the meteor shower?” As you squirm, Ford has a smug grin on his face. “You'll see, Love~” For some reason that simple statement made your face really hot.

(pt.3 will be more 18+, so be prepared :3)

[obsidianpen]

hello, yes, so i just finished reading hauntingly and i cannot believe that you made me… cry. not just my eyes watering — i mean some literal tears streaming down my face. i should’ve prefaced this by saying that reading a little life left me with dry eyes and no emotion coiling tight in my chest.

but this? i guess i really am a romantic at heart, and also a true masochist, because this story — of love, in all its forms, in all its glorious tragedy — truly moved me beyond words and spoke to my heart in a way few literary work ever could. to desire someone so deeply, to be willing to change your fundamental being, down to the very atoms whirring beneath your skin, to learn what love feels like and be tormented by its raw power over one’s mind and soul both…. i think it is all more staggering and profound and raw than so many other depictions of love.

and the tragedy of him — the sins for which he wants to repent, the person he loves coming as close to forgiveness as possible and wanting to help him through this process of redemption, of rebirth. he’s learned, he’s asked for help, he’s confronted his own demons, faced his subconscious and his darkest fears, because, yes, he wants to be able to love. for him.

and yet. despite it all, despite surpassing the condition of one’s own self, despite regretting and repenting and being forgiven — life knows no pity. it rarely grants second chances and this, this is the perfect example of no matter how much you try and right your wrongs, one skeleton too many will make the doors splinter and flood the room with the stench of too many mistakes past.

the ending was indeed bittersweet. and it was absolute perfection.

not now, but someday. not in this life, but certainly in another. but always, always you and i. finding each other, every time.

forever, tom and harry. harry and tom.

i am truly speechless. i am crying even as i’m writing this and i just… just feel my chest tighten when i think about their story. my heart is wrapped up in every emotion you’ve imbued into this fiction and if that doesn’t make a spectacular writer, then i don’t know what does.

thank you. truly. thank you for putting your art out into the world.

😭😭🥹🥹 thank you anon 🫶 I really poured my heart into hauntingly, even if when I look back and think the writing isn’t the best and that I should have done some things differently, it was and is still my favorite story!!! I’m so glad people are still finding it and having all the same feelings I know I did when I wrote it.

also. There will be a part 4

[dingbatsy]

Here’s the piece I contributed for the One Piece Bad to the Bone zine 🏴‍☠️

[tsuchinokoroyale]

Take a good look… with Gyo.

[gentlespace]

maybe this is too cringe & self indulgent of me but i have chronic pain so i want obi-wan to have chronic pain and to suffer can you please draw him using a cane that would just... i think cure every single one of my mental illnesses, personally

very on board with the Obi-Wan with a cane concept and got a bit carried away doing this! they just want him to take a break and sit down

[cactibytes]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FAVORITE SALESMAN!!! 🎉🎉🎉

[raczou]

HAPPY GRIANDAY!

[lunalikestowriteanddraw]

*Jericho does…whatever the fuck THAT was during the bathroom scene in episode 4*

Me, genuinely horrified: what. The. Actual. FUCK.

[episodeoftv]

First place: Amok Time (Star Trek TOS)

Second place: Goodbye‚ Farewell and Amen (M*A*S*H)

Third place: Vincent and the Doctor (Doctor Who)

Fourth place: And Someday‚ Together‚ We’ll Shine (Revolutionary Girl Utena)

Thank you everyone for participating‚ and for narrowing this list down from over 258 episodes!

[crimsonkenjii-writes]

Happy Halloween from the Tomioka Family 💗🎃

[benkyoutobentou]

Good luck and 頑張れ to everyone taking the JLPT today! And if you’ve already taken it, you did great, regardless of your score. This is a huge, difficult test and you’ve taken on the burden of preparing for it. That’s a win in and of itself! Take some time for yourself to relax and do something to reward yourself

[rosie-b]

Actually got some writing done today :D

[solar-halos]

december prompts #9 fuzzy socks<3

omg thank you for this prompt it was soso fun <3. since i got a lil carried away the odesta fluff will commence under the cut!! :D

established relationship, artsy annie cresta

It hardly ever snows in District 4, which is majorly fucked up.

Annie loves the snow. She doesn’t remember much about her Victory Tour, ‘cause the Capitol kept her so doped up all the time, but she does remember that she got to play in it a few times.

It was so deep that Annie had to wear special clothes, delighting in the way the pillowy ground swallowed her heavy boots in the strangest rendition of shaved ice she’s ever seen. Mags stood guard to make sure that Annie didn’t eat shit. She even knitted her a scarf to place around the snowman the Capitol escort taught her how to make.

District 4 doesn’t have any snowmen, but it sure does have a lot of shaved ice. Pineapple syrup drips from Annie’s chin and sizzles onto the pavement.

Johanna was so lucky. She’s been swaddled in sweaters and chugging hot chocolate since October. District 4 always seems to miss the memo, but Annie has to admit it’s pretty wicked that she and her boyfriend can still go on romantic night swims during what’s usually the dead of winter for most districts.

She shifts a bit in her flowy dress so she can sit closer to Finnick. They couldn’t venture far from his house before the entire district started getting all fucking nosey, so she’s completely content to press her freezing cold lips to his cheek from the safety of his porch.

He melts in relief, a testament to how blazing hot it is. He asks her to do it again.

She obliges. She peppers his face with kisses until he’s as sticky as the syrup baked onto her wrists. Which would probably sound a little gross if he wasn’t her soulmate and she wasn’t his.

They have little ways of protesting nasty heatwaves, though. They barricade themselves inside, air conditioning on full blast (they’re victors—they can afford to get a little frivolous), and Finnick makes all these tasty soups. Annie knits blankets and sweaters and cardigans with Mags until they’re buried under scrap pieces of yarn. They’re cozy, even if the sun streaming through their curtains would say otherwise.

She sends most of the pieces to Johanna. Johanna expresses her gratitude in the form of a letter, a bundle of fuzzy socks attached.

They’re almost as soft as snow. Finnick slips the pair with colorful mushrooms decorating the fabric onto her feet, claiming the ones with maple leaves for himself.

They scramble to their feet to show Mags their new look, sock-clad feet slipping against the tiled floor, and then promptly eat shit.

Turns out fuzzy socks were just as slippery as snow, too. Good to know. The gears in her brain start to turn when she’s reading Johanna’s newest letter, complete with a picture of ice skates and a frozen lake.

“We should go ice skating!”

Finnick doesn’t even question it, because of course he doesn’t. They’re one and the same, unlike the snowflakes they hang from the ceiling using construction paper and glitter glue, because Annie heard somewhere that all snowflakes are unique. They blast the AC so the paper doesn’t wilt, and once Finnick’s nose gets pink from the cold and Annie can feel a chill bite at her cheeks, they rifle through their winter clothes.

Annie slips on a scarf, Finnick pulls a sweater over his head, and then they spritz an extra tall swirl of whipped cream over their mugs of hot chocolate. Annie even garnishes it with some crushed up peppermint candy she bought the other day.

And then comes the best part: clearing out the stuff in the kitchen until it’s bare and completely skate-able.

They race from one end of the kitchen to the other, pushing off the wall and holding their arms out for balance as their socks glide against the tile. (Annie wins). They have a spinning contest. (Finnick wins.) They dance the afternoon away. (It was a team effort.)

Finnick doesn’t even need to grab onto her waist to twirl her around. All he really has to do is hold her hand and run around in circles like a tetherball, fingers clasped around hers in the warmest version of a hug Annie’s ever received. She giggles as a cool front whips against her scarf. They must be under a vent.

He dips her, holding her against him extra securely. She grins, so dizzy that she sees three of him.

That’s okay. She kisses him three extra times to make up for it, the gesture warming her all the way down to her sock-footed toes.

(^ live footage of johanna and annie and the gang ice skating together)

[no1ryomafan]

The team making casshern sins ep 8 and having a girl who was the central focus on the ep getting to sing a song about hope in the desolated world and casshern is outside of the building fighting a army of robots as this is happening is truly a defined PEAK fiction moment.