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The Power of :has() in CSS

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The Power of :has() in CSS

Hey all you wonderful developers out there! In this post we are going to explore the use of :has() in your next web project. :has() is relatively newish but has gained popularity in the front end community by delivering control over various elements in your UI. Let’s take a look at what the pseudo class is and how we can utilize it.

Syntax

The :has() CSS pseudo-class helps style an element if any of the things we’re searching for inside it are found and accounted for. It’s like saying, “If there’s something specific inside this box, then style the box this way AND only this way.”

:has(<direct-selector>) /* ... */

“The functional :has() CSS pseudo-class represents an element if any of the relative selectors that are passed as an argument match at least one element when anchored against this element. This pseudo-class presents a way of selecting a parent element or a previous sibling element with respect to a reference element by taking a relative selector list as an argument.”

For a more robust explanation, MDN does it perfectly

The Styling Problem

In years past we had no way of styling a parent element based on a direct child of that parent with CSS or an element based on another element. In the chance we had to do that, we would need to use some JavaScript and toggle classes on/off based on the structure of the HTML. :has() solved that problem.

Let’s say that you have a heading level 1 element (h1) that is the title of a post or something of that nature on a blog list page, and then you have a heading level 2 (h2) that directly follows it. This h2 could be a sub-heading for the post. If that h2 is present, important, and directly after the h1, you might want to make that h1 stand out. Before you would have had to write a JS function.

Old School Way – JavaScript

const h1Elements = document.querySelectorAll('h1'); h1Elements.forEach((h1) => const h2Sibling = h1.nextElementSibling; if (h2Sibling && h2Sibling.tagName.toLowerCase() === 'h2') h1.classList.add('highlight-content'); );

This JS function is looking for all the h1’s that have a h2 proceeding it, and applying a class of highlight-content to make the h1 stand out as an important article.

New and improved with modern day CSS coming in hot! The capabilities of what we can do in the browser have come a long way. We now can take advantage of CSS to do things that we traditionally would have to do with JavaScript, not everything, but some things.

New School Way – CSS

h1:has(+ h2) color: blue;

Throw Some :has() On It!

Now you can use :has() to achieve the same thing that the JS function did. This CSS is checking for any h1 and using the sibling combinator checking for an h2 that immediately follows it, and adds the color of blue to the text. Below are a couple use cases of when :has() can come in handy.

:has Selector Example 1

HTML

<h1>Lorem, ipsum dolor.</h1> <h2>Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet.</h2> <p>Lorem, ipsum dolor sit amet consectetur adipisicing elit. Eius, odio voluptatibus est vero iste ad?</p> <h1>Lorem, ipsum dolor.</h1> <h2>Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet.</h2> <p>Lorem, ipsum dolor sit amet consectetur adipisicing elit. Eius, odio voluptatibus est vero iste ad?</p> <h1>This is a test</h1> <p>Lorem, ipsum dolor sit amet consectetur adipisicing elit. Eius, odio voluptatibus est vero iste ad?</p>

CSS

h1:has(+ h2) color: blue;

:has Selector Example 2

A lot of times we as workers on the web are manipulating or working with images. We could be using tools that Cloudinary provides to make use of various transformations on our images, but usually we want to add drop shadows, border-radii, and captions (not to be confused with alternative text in an alt attribute).

The example below is using :has() to see if a figure or image has a figcaption element and if it does, it applies some background and a border radius to make the image stand out.

HTML

<section> <figure> <img src="https://placedog.net/500/280" alt="My aunt sally's dog is a golden retreiver." /> <figcaption>My Aunt Sally's Doggo</figcaption> </figure> </section>

CSS

figure:has(figcaption) background: #c3baba; padding: 0.6rem; max-width: 50%; border-radius: 5px;

Can I :has() that?

You can see that :has() has great support across modern browsers.

This browser support data is from Caniuse, which has more detail. A number indicates that browser supports the feature at that version and up.

Desktop

Chrome Firefox IE Edge Safari 105 121 No 105 15.4

Mobile / Tablet

Android Chrome Android Firefox Android iOS Safari 122 123 122 15.4

:has() in the Community!

I reached out to my network on Twitter to see how my peers were using :has() in their day-to-day work and this is what they had to say about it.

“One example I have is styling a specific SVG from a 3rd party package in @saucedopen because I couldn’t style it directly.”

This is what Nick Taylor from OpenSauced had to say about using :has().

svg:has(> #Mail) stroke-width: 1;

Lol the last time I used it I was building keyboard functionality into a tree view, so I needed to detect states and classes of sibling elements, but it wasn’t in Firefox yet so I had to find another solution. 🫠

Abbey Perini from Nexcor Food Safety Technologies, Inc.

It is great to see how community members are using modern CSS to solve real world problems, and also a shout out to Abbey using it for accessibility reasons!

Things to Keep in Mind

There are a few key points to keep in mind when using :has() Bullet points referenced from MDN.

The pseudo-class takes on specificity of the most specific selector in its argument

If the :has() pseudo-class itself is not supported in a browser, the entire selector block will fail unless :has() is in a forgiving selector list, such as in :is() and :where()

The :has() pseudo-class cannot be nested within another :has()

Pseudo-elements are also not valid selectors within :has() and pseudo-elements are not valid anchors for :has()

Conclusion

Harnessing the power of CSS, including advanced features like the :has() pseudo-class, empowers us to craft exceptional web experiences. CSS’s strengths lie in its cascade and specificity…the best part, allowing us to leverage its full potential. By embracing the capabilities of CSS, we can drive web design and development forward, unlocking new possibilities and creating groundbreaking user interfaces.

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The Green Dress (A Story About Loki) Chapter 4 : A God’s Lips

RE-UPLOAD - Last upload was missing some parts, my bad!!

Warnings : Explicit (18+)

It’s early in the morning, way earlier than you usually wake up. You barely slept last night; nerves, anticipation, fear even, just twisting your insides and preventing you from getting any kind of rest. You know you’ll eventually have to get up and get ready for work but, you’re just lying in bed, still shell-shocked at the conversation you had with Loki last night.

After receiving his email, you had sat in the shower, letting the hot water hit your skin, for what seemed like hours. Had Loki just asked you on a date? That… That meant he wanted to see you again, he thought of you just as much as you thought of him. He craved your presence just as much as you craved his. You had revelled in the thought of being important to someone like him, a literal god. Finally, you had gathered all of your strength to get out of the shower, grab your phone and sit on your bed to reply to his email. You felt it impersonal to accept an invitation to a date over email and had decided to give him your phone number instead, offering him the option to call you. Within minutes, your phone rang. Heart pounding and hands shaking, you had answered his call. The sound of his soft, deep voice through the phone made you shiver and instantly soak. You wanted him, you needed him. Your conversation, although brief, had been wonderful. You both had agreed that you would be making dinner, and he was to meet you at your apartment at 6 o’clock. You could barely utter a word when he wished you goodnight and sweet dreams before hanging up. You had laid back on your bed, trying to catch your breath. You had just invited a god to have dinner in your home. It wasn’t just any god, it was Loki. Loki who had kissed you with such passion, it had left you weak in the knees for days. Loki who, by only speaking, could make you so incredibly wet. You had slid a hand down your body, imagining it was his hand instead of yours, grabbing your breast, rubbing tight circles on your clit. It didn’t take long for the orgasm to rip, burning hot, through your entire body, making you spasm in pleasure as his sultry voice still rang in your ears, and you had to bite down on your pillow to muffle the loud moan that escaped your lips as you came.

As you lie there thinking about last night, you tell yourself it’s only a couple of hours before you get to see him again. Jumping out of bed, newfound energy bursting through your veins, you get ready in a flash, speeding through breakfast and cleaning up. You call yourself a taxi and get to school way too early, eager to start your day. As promised, your car is waiting for you in the parking lot, however, you see Nat getting out of it as you start walking to the school entrance.

“You’re here early”, she says as she catches up to you, following you inside. There were usually no visitors allowed unless the principal approves it, but since the school is funded by Tony and that Natasha is an Avenger, they never had a problem with her coming in before or after classes. Regardless, she never came during school hours, knowing her presence would be a distraction for the kids.

“Yeah, I could really sleep last night,” you say with a smirk.

“Oh…” She says, intrigued. “Oh, I know that face! What happened?!” She then presses you.

“Well….”, you tease, walking into your classroom. “Loki emailed me last night to ask if we could have dinner tonight.” Nat’s mouth falls open as she hops on your desk, her usual spot to sit.

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“Yeah, he’s coming over tonight. I’m making him dinner.”

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“I know, I know. Be careful, he’s the god of mischief,” you say, mimicking her.

“Oh, well yeah obviously! I’ll have my phone with me if there’s any problem, just use the emergency button.” She reminds me. “But I meant you’re having dinner with the man who pinned you against a wall four days ago and kissed you like you’ve never been kissed before. The same man you told me you could not stop thinking about.”

“Yeah,” you whisper, your face turning red.

“Are you excited?”

“I’m nervous! I haven’t been on a first date in almost a year Nat! What if he doesn’t like me anymore in the end? There’s something different about him and it terrifies me. If you think about it, I’m just a simple mortal.” You tell her.

“Please, you’ll be just fine. Loki seems very interested in you.” She reassures you. “And you know, I was thinking last night… Loki has been good for a while now… maybe being with you would really change him. I know I have some preconceived notions about him, but everyone is allowed a second chance. I was, so was Bucky and Bruce too…” She trails off. Talking about him was still a sore subject. Bruce had been missing since Sokovia and it had left a gaping hole in our hearts, especially Nats. Over the years, you had watched their relationship slowly flourish, they were quietly flirting and often seeing each other in secret. He was the first man she ever let get herself get close to, and he cared so deeply about her and was terrified of ever losing her. And when he never came back, and when no one could find the Quinjet, Natasha could barely leave her bed. Getting her back on her feet was one of the hardest things you had ever done.

“Hey,” you whisper, wrapping your arms around her, rubbing her back.

“He’ll come back when he’s ready, just give him time.”

“I know,” she says, hugging you back. “I just miss him.” We all did.

You stay like that, holding each other in silence for a while.

“I should go,” Nat says, hopping off your desk. “You call me tonight if there’s anything, right?” She adds, looking you in the eyes.

“Yeah, of course! How are you getting back?” You ask.

“Sam is picking me up, he’s on his way now,” she replies, checking her phone.

“Say hi for me! I’ll call you later ok?”

“Will do! Keep me posted. Love you, bye!” Nat yells as she walks out. You giggle to yourself, unpacking your stuff and getting ready for the day, Tuesdays are your favorites.

The day flew by so fast, it left you a little dizzy. Your students left a while ago and you were finally done cleaning up the mess of the day. You look down at your jeans and there are some mud stains all over them, the WWII reenactment of the day having left its mark. Nonetheless, your students enjoyed it, and you tell yourself to add the activity to the memory board you have in class. As you glance in its direction, you see that the clock above is showing 3:45, and you panic. You didn’t realize how long you had spent cleaning.

You pack up your things as fast as you can, almost running to your car. You need to get home quickly, Loki is coming over in two hours, and you have to make dinner and get ready. You desperately need a shower after running around outside in the mix of snow and mud all day.

Getting home in record time, you drop your bags by your desk. Running to your bathroom as you throw your hair in a bun, you take the fastest shower you’ve ever taken, scrubbing down as quick as you can. Thank heavens you had washed your hair the night prior. Once you get out, you check your makeup for any touch-ups and add a small line of liner and lip gloss. Shaking your hair out of its bun, you like the way it looks and decide to leave it as is. Still wrapped up in your towel, you make your way to the kitchen to start prepping the food that needs to begin cooking immediately. You get everything else out and organize your kitchen. Again, you thank your lucky star that you’re a neat person and you don’t need to clean your apartment before Loki gets here. With most of the dinner cooking, you head to your bedroom to get dressed. Opting for black lace underwear, you open your closet and sigh loudly. What are you going to wear? Why hadn’t you picked out an outfit this morning? You had all the time in the world to get ready? Grabbing your favorite pair of light jeans, skin-tight and which do wonders for your ass, you start browsing through your shirts to find something… anything. You suddenly hear something bubbling and grab an old band shirt you usually sleep in, slipping that on before running to the kitchen to make sure nothing is burnt to a crisp. You’re not the best cook in the world but you can manage to whip up a couple of great meals. Thankfully, nothing was burning, but there were a lot of dishes to take care of.

You were washing the last bowl when you heard the building’s buzzer ringing. Your head whipped around towards the digital clock on your microwave to see it showing 6 pm on the dot. SHIT! You didn’t see the time fly by, and Loki was already here AND you were not even dressed. Shit, shit, shit, shit… Ok, it’s ok. You walk over to the intercom and buzz him in. A little time goes by and you hear a shy knock against your door, making your heart almost jump out of its cavity with how fast and hard it’s beating. Hand on the door handle, you take a deep breath before opening the door.

There he was, standing in front of you, handsome, beautiful as ever. His dark hair combed back, as it was last time you saw him, his green eyes sparkling with joy, his devastatingly stunning smile. He was there. Right in front of you.

“Hi,” Loki says, his smile widening. “These are for you”, he adds, handing you a bouquet of white and pink lilies.

You gasp. “Oh thank you. How did you know lilies are one of my favorite flowers?”

“I guessed, a very fortunate guess as it turns out to be.” You think you might as well die, combust on-site, from how warm he makes you feel.

“They’re beautiful, thank you so much.” You repeat. “Please come in! I’m so sorry I’m not dressed yet, I just finished the dishes.” You apologize, cheeks burning red as he steps to stand in front of you in the entrance.

“I think you look perfect,” he whispers, stroking your cheek slowly. You sigh in content, eyes closing, as soon as you feel his skin against yours, unknowingly leaning into his hand. You both stand there, taking in each other’s presence, for what seems like hours.

“Let me take your coat,” you whisper softly, looking up at him.

“It’s ok darling, get those flowers in some water,” Loki whispers back, your knees buckling under the weight of the nickname.

You slowly nod against his hand still on your face and regretfully make your way to the kitchen, Loki following closely behind. He takes off his coat and hangs it on the back of one of the barstools, as you’re putting the flowers in a vase. Pretending to be focused on the flowers, you let your eyes wander his body, starting from his thighs - the rest being cut off by the counter -, up his waist, stomach, broad shoulders, arms, and back up to his gorgeous lips you crave to kiss, his nose you want to feel nuzzled in the crook of your neck, and his eyes… your own forest you’d run through forever. How could one being be so beautiful? Loki was breathtakingly beautiful, tearing your eyes away from his face was a strenuous feat. Turning your attention to your dinner, you opened the oven to check on the food. You jump and gasp when you feel Loki moving closer behind you, his hand snaking up your hips.

“Do you need help with anything?” He asks, his sultry voice making you dizzy and immediately wet.

“N-no, I have it a-all under control,” you stutter, shooting up from your bent-over position. Loki’s hands are still on your hips when you turn around to face him, resting your hands on his firm chest. You’re standing so close to each other you could tilt your head up and kiss him if you wanted to… and you desperately want to.

“I… umm… should go get dressed.” You choke out. “Can you… keep an eye on the... uh… oven?”

“Of course.” He replies, one hand moving to your hair, tucking a strand of it behind your ear.

You give him a smile and head towards your bedroom, where you collapse on your bed as soon as you reach it. Holy shit, this man is going to be the death of you, with his voice, his touch, and his eyes. Every time he spoke, the heat in your belly sparked up to a hellish blaze, making you weak in the knees. He’s waiting for you out there, don’t be a coward, get up, you finally tell yourself. Taking your shirt off, you walk to your closet to figure out something to wear, yet again.

“Oh! I am so sorry, I should have announced myself,” Loki says from your bedroom door, and you jump, grabbing the closest piece of fabric to cover yourself up.

“Oh God!” You scream, your hand flying up to your chest, heart pounding. With a single step, Loki crosses the distance between the two of you, his palms up as to hold you, but he stops himself.

“Hey - hey there, it’s just me. I am so sorry I scared you darling.” He whispers softly, trying to calm you down.

“I- uh, it’s ok. I just didn’t hear you coming.” You say, trying to slow down the cascading beat of your heart. And then it hits you. The piece of fabric you had grabbed to cover yourself with was the cream coloured blouse you had bought months ago but never wore for the simple reason it was way too sheer. So sheer in fact, it meant that Loki could clearly see through it, he could see your naked stomach and black lace bra. You could feel his gaze on you as you turned bright red, scrambling to find something else to cover up with.

“I-I’m sorry, I-I didn’t realize you could see everything.” You apologize profusely.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispers, his tone of voice stopping you in your tracks. You turn to look at him and you see his eyes exploring your body, admiration pouring out of them. He steps closer to you, grabbing the hand you were using to search with, and running his up from your wrist to your shoulder, slowly tracing your collar bone, before making it way up your neck, gently across your cheek and getting lost in your hair. You moan softly under his touch, the blouse falling quietly on the floor as you reach for him with both hands.

Before you know it, your lips meet, sending jolts of electricity through your body. You reach your arms up and wrap them around Loki’s neck, pulling him closer to you. Your sudden burst of passion makes him groan under your touch and he deepens your kiss, teasing the tip of his tongue in between your lips as he pins you against the wall, igniting a burning desire in you. You feel his hands slide from your hair slowly down to the small of your back, resting there for a moment before cupping your ass and he lifts you up in his arms. You gasp against his mouth as you wrap your legs around his waist, surprised at his strength. He keeps kissing you as he walks you over to the bed, laying you down gently. For a moment, you’re both just staring at each other, eyes full of desire and catching your breath.

“Are you sure?” Loki asks, brushing hair out of your face and then carefully brushing his thumb against your swollen lips. You part them, taking his thumb in your mouth and slowly sucking on it as you nod. The soft moan that comes out of his lips as you suck on his digit sets off an even hotter fire through your belly. Loki crashes his lips against yours, his hands roaming your body. He moves his mouth to your neck, kissing and biting love marks all over it, as you fumble around with the buttons on his shirt, the task being a lot more difficult with this man’s lips all over you. As soon as the shirt falls open, you’re frozen, your eyes roaming his strong, sublime body, hands running over the contours of his stomach, absolutely mesmerized.

“You’re so beautiful,” you echo Loki’s words.

Capturing your lips again, he starts kissing down your neck again, making his way to your chest. Slowly running his right hand up your body, he cups your breast as he licks the other one through the lace of your bra and you’re moaning, your back arching under his touch.

“That’s where you’re wrong, you are beautiful,” he whispers against your skin, making you shiver. “So beautiful, how could I ever live without you anymore.”

Loki begins kissing his way down your stomach, undoing your pants slowly and brushing his lips across your lower stomach. You whimper as he pulls your jeans off and comes back up, hooking his fingers around the waistband of your panties, kissing your thigh as he slides them down too. His hands are back on your inner thighs before the rest of him is, and you’re throbbing, clenching, soaking even more, just knowing that his fingers are inches away from where you need him most.

“Is this ok?” he asks you softly, feeling his hot breath between your thighs.

“Yes.” And his tongue is on you, parting you so incredibly slow, you think you might pass out. You’re wet, you know that, and he knows that too as he moans against you, licking small little circles around your clit. You’re trying so hard to stay quiet, every bone in your body fighting against the urge to scream out his name. You feel his nose pressed up against you as he’s devouring you like you’re the last meal he’ll ever have, his hands gripping and squeezing your thighs, your hips, your waist. He slowly retreats, letting his fingers tease you for a little as he flashes you a quick smile, eyes burning with desire, and you feel a thick single finger slide excruciatingly slow inside of you.

“Fuck!” is all you can manage, every other word and sound stuck in your throat.

Loki starts pumping his finger, in and out, out and in, getting faster and faster, adding a second one and sucking on your clit so hard, you’re about to cum. You grab fistfuls of his hair as you arch your back into him, begging him to keep going, to lick you more. You scream as you cum all over his fingers, the orgasm sending violent spasms throughout your entire body. As you’re trying to catch your breath, his mouth leaves you, making it harder for you to breathe, and he kisses you. He tastes like you, and all you can think about is wanting to make him feel as good as he just made you feel. Sitting up on your elbows, still kissing him, you bring him closer to you, sliding your lips from his mouth to his ear, catching his ear lobe in between your teeth and whispering softly, voice still rough from your orgasm.

“Please… let me touch you.” He groans against your neck and flips you, so he’s lying on the bed. Loki grabs your face and kisses you passionately as you unbuckle his belt and take his pants and briefs off. You’re astonished at how big he is, thick and long, already hard for you. You kiss his stomach as you slide a hand down, wrapping your fingers around him as he throbs, and slowly start pumping your fist. The sound that makes his way from his chest and out his lips is almost enough to make you cum again, and you slide your mouth down, licking that small bead of precum from the tip and wrapping your mouth around him, sucking softly. Loki moans your name, grabbing a handful of your hair, as you start bopping your head, accentuating your movement with your hand. Before long he’s pleading for you to stop, his hips spasming, making him thrust into your mouth. Retreating with an audible pop, you giggle as you take your bra off before climbing on top of him, his dick throbbing against you. As Loki wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer, he flips you again, running his hands along your curves while a happy moan escapes you. Slowly, he slides the tip of him between your lips and you gasp at how thick he is, but you’re still wrapping your legs around his waist, pulling him closer to you. You hold there for a moment, gazing in each other's eyes and in one swift movement, he buries himself deep inside of you, a growl slipping through his lips.

“F-fuck darling, you feel so good.” He moans as he starts to thrust in you, shattering your entire world. You can’t formulate words, all you know and all you’ve ever known is that nobody has taken care of you like Loki is doing right now. You want this moment to last forever, him inside of you, your bodies interlaced, lips pressed against each other’s, your choked out breaths matching the beating of your hearts to the rhythm of your desire for one another. Everything you’ve ever known ceases to exist, but the two of you, in that moment, as Loki makes love to you passionately. He’s rolling his hips, hitting a spot in you you didn’t know could get you so close to the edge of insanity so fast.

“Loki, fuck! I-I’m gonna…” you start.

“Wait for me,” he moans out after you, pumping his hips harder into you, one hand gripping your hip, the other lost in your hair. “Fuck”. And you do, until his last powerful thrust and you cry out as you feel him explode inside of you, your orgasm ripping your body to shreds from the sheer intensity of it.

You stay lying there for a while, him still inside of you, your arms wrapped around him, as his head rests against yours. Gently, he rolls off to the side, pulling you into his and kissing you deeply. You sigh in pure bliss as he kisses you, resting your hand up his sweaty torso, following the movement of his breaths.

“I think we might’ve overcooked, possibly even burnt, the food,” he whispers in your hair, and you feel him smile.

“Worth it to me, was it not to you?” You tease, kissing him again.

“I’m hurt you would even question it, my beautiful girl,” his reply sending butterflies through your stomach as he kisses you back with infinite softness.

You are lost in the moment, wishing you could forever just kiss this God’s lips.

Taglist : @kingtwhiddleston

#loki x reader #loki laufeyson #loki fanfic #loki (marvel)#loki x you #loki smut #marvel #natahsa romanoff #mcu #marvel fanfic series #reader insert #green dress #green dress a story about loki #tom hiddleston #avengers #sam wilson

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oldguardhc · 4 years

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HC Masterlist 2

If you're here, congrats! You made it through the first 100 hcs. If I just posted this and it's on your dash, congrats! You're following a disaster. Same drill as before. Will update every five hc. Please message me if any links are broken, thanks!

Master Masterlist

Decennial Awards pt2

Planes

Animaniacs AU

Family style meals

Queer Eye AU by @flamingbluepanda

The Microwave Incident

Nicky blows bubbles

Boys and their swords@flamingbluepanda

Nile makes Nicky hot chocolate

Nicky sacrifices Booker to the Glade God (not really)

Quynh learns Occitan and English through dreams. Goes both ways

Why Nicky likes watching Joe sleep

Affection Attack

Nicky might be messing with Nile

Nicky lying on top of Joe

Drake and Josh AU

Affection attack

Matching hats

Periods

Cinnamon challenge

Sharing socks

Joe's sweet tooth

Nicky loves Joe

Rings

New Years

More Pedro

Proposal

Nile meets Ivan

Clean Laundry

Bored Nicky

Chocolate stuffed marshmallows

Girls peel

Nose nuzzles with @flamingbluepanda

Calligraphy

Joe dies for several months

Joe will hug anything when asleep

Nicky's first AA <3

Joe's necklace

First time Nile says bet

1812 Overture

Sick/Injured by @flamingbluepanda

Spin-off of 135

Nicky can't remember where they parked but Joe can with @shadowen

Emojis

Offensive driver Nicky

Naked and Afraid AU

Matching shoes

Nicky is a floor person

Joe's cold feet

Public AA

Passenger seat road rager

Ways Joe and Nicky say I love you

Quynh and Nicky karate chop things

Thoughts on skin

Guard hates Ronald Reagan

Soul Goose

Based off the best vine

Joe's awful with hand guns by @winterequinoxx

Farts

Gold Marks

Phases by @guggi04

Nicky and Quynh and arcades with awesome art by @hesnotmy

Nicky doesn't go to Wendy's anymore

Valentine's Day Gift

Flaws

Extra lip balm

Light pranks on Booker by Joe

Don't trust Nicky about food

Nile can't sleep

Acupunture Mat

How to be sneaky

Sibling relationships

135 sequel by @flamingbluepanda

Andy's unique talent

Handshakes

Booker can't do cool explosions

Songs they've written

Scarecrows

Cutting boards who?

The worst poem in existence

Shrimp and cinnamon toast crunch

Andy and Iceland

Joe and Nicky see the Northern Lights

The team vs Razor Scooter

Spicy eye drops

Pedro goes to a spa by @flamingbluepanda

Nile and You Good

Nicky forgot how long humans live

Different partners

Nicky as Phil Dunphy

University lecturers

Space date

Spin-off of 135

Baby joe

Crows

Andy wraps her axe's handle

Nile and Noriko

Booker's first forgery by @flamingbluepanda

Slumber parties

Poop

Misc

Poly

The Chair (NSFW)

Jockstrap

Cuddling on a chair

#masterlist

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hypmic-writings · 4 years

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2020 Halloween Event Masterlist~

✧ Day 1 - Samatoki Aohitsugi

Quote/AU: I’m a vampire, but you’re my human s/o and you really want to go on a picnic date but I don’t know if I can be in the sun that long

✧ Day 2 - Nemu Aohitsugi

Quote/AU: I’m a demon and you’re a witch and we go to a magical boarding school together and I’m madly in love with you

✧ Day 3 - Riou Busujima

Quote/AU: Ghosts

✧ Day 4 - Rosho Tsutsujimori

Quote/AU: “Halloween really isn’t that bad. I promise”

✧ Day 5 - Hifumi Izanami

Quote/AU: Haunted House

✧ Day 6 - Jyushi Aimono

Quote/AU: We’re going to a costume party but you only like cute costumes and I only like scary costumes

✧ Day 7 - Otome Tohoten

Quote/AU: Apple Picking

✧ Day 8 - Doppo Kannonzaka

Quote/AU: “I think I may be cursed”

✧ Day 9 - Hitoya Amaguni

Quote/AU: "How do you drink cold blood? It tastes disgusting when it’s even lukewarm, it needs to be hot.”

✧ Day 10 - Saburo Yamada

Quote/AU: Pumpkin carving

✧ Day 11 - Jakurai Jinguji

Quote/AU: “Imagine what they would say if you showed them your true form”

✧ Day 12 - Dice Arisugawa

Quote/AU: “Please don’t gamble your candy with children”

✧ Day 13 - Rei Amayado

Quote/AU: "I hate being a succubus, I swear, if I have to have meaningless sex one more time I’m going to throw myself into a witch’s cauldron.”

✧ Day 14 - Gentaro Yumeno

Quote/AU: Scavenger Hunt

✧ Day 15 - Jiro Yamada

Quote/AU: We were supposed to go to a party tonight, but you’re a werewolf and it’s a full moon so I guess we’re staying in and cuddling

✧ Day 16 - Ichijiku Kadenokoji

Quote/AU: "It’s nice not to have to dress up. We can just be ourselves!”

✧ Day 17 - Kuko Harai

Quote/AU: Zombies

✧ Day 18 - Juto Iruma

Quote/AU: You’re a cop that came to break up the Halloween party we’re at but I thought it was just your costume

✧ Day 19 - Ichiro Yamada

Quote/AU: You found an old ouija board and we playfully decided to try it but little did we know that our house is haunted

✧ Day 20 - Sasara Nurude

Quote/AU: “No way! You are not kissing me with clown make up on!”

✧ Day 21 - Ramuda Amemura

Quote/AU: I love exploring old homes and you’re terrified of ghosts but I drag you along anyways

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

#2020 halloween event #hypmic #hypnosis mic #hypnosis microphone #masterlist #halloween event masterlist #2020 halloween event masterlist

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fifteenleads · 3 years

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Scientific Method: a process that uses evidence and testing to investigate the unknown, usually following a set of steps in order to arrive at a conclusion.

(Way too tedious. And boring. And so unlike Dazai.)

— An SKK Gakuen AU.

Step One: Make observations.

Most treat it like a "Step Zero", though, to their teacher's dismay. An era of results and instant gratification guarantees zero patience for things that take time.

Chuuya's guilty as charged, of course.

In any case, Dazai is being annoying, as usual.

"Stop blowing raspberries into my ear," he hisses, ducking under his textbook. "It's disgusting as hell."

"Did not," Dazai singsongs in English to the tune of his annoying ringtone. How he manages to even carry a tune despite the bubblegum idol pop blasting from his huge headphones is a mystery, indeed.

Chuuya rolls his eyes at that. "Did, too." He lightly kicks Dazai's leg to get his attention. "Seriously, listen to me. This is important."

Dazai seems to have read his lips, pausing his iPod and taking his headphones off with an annoyed sigh. "What, chibi?"

Ugh, that's definitely intentional.

Chuuya lets that insult slide for now. "I need the budget for the props ASAP," he huffs, arms crossed. "The school festival is already next week, you know."

Five days, to be precise, but Dazai still acts like they still have five weeks. "Ask Higuchi to do it," he drawls, lazily waving Chuuya away. "We still have 120 hours, don't we?"

Dazai turns to him, raising an eye expectantly. Damn him and his lack of sense of urgency sometimes.

That said, though, he always manages to get shit done in time. Every single time, without fail. And Chuuya, in turn, is always baffled at how he does it, every single time.

Today he finds himself asking the same thing all over again. Ugh.

Dazai's still waiting for an answer.

Chuuya's way too tired for this. "120 and counting down," he answers in kind to prove his point. "I need to submit it by today, in case you forgot."

"Higuchi will do it," Dazai simply repeats, wearing his headphones again. "Come back here when you're done. I'll wait for you."

Chuuya opens his mouth, then closes it again. Inhale, exhale. Better.

"Fine," he relents for now, arranging his things. "You'd better still be awake, or I'll dropkick your bony ass to tomorrow. Got it?"

He only gets the same lazy wave in response as he leaves.

When Chuuya comes back to the classroom an hour later, Dazai is fast asleep at his desk, headphones awkwardly displaced around his face.

To be fair, Dazai never said yes at all.

Chuuya could only scratch his head at that. This is one mystery he doesn't feel like solving at all.

Step Two: Ask a question.

Easier said than done, really.

They've been seatmates for more than a year and co-class reps for half that time, but that's about it.

Chuuya had cursed his luck to high heaven and back, and Dazai knew it. Reveled in it, even.

Then he got used to it.

He prides himself in being a good team player for the most part, if nothing else. That said, though, this is the first major event they are handling together, and the weight of the responsibility isn't lost on him.

"—Oiiii. Earth to Chuuya?"

Dazai is staring holes into him, pointed nose a mere fingerbreadth from his. He quickly backs away in surprise, sending the stack of paperwork flying to the ground.

Dazai seemed to have expected this somehow, and he sinks back into his seat while breaking into an amused chuckle.

Chuuya slowly puts up a hand to his face, surely an embarrassing flush of red by now. This is what he gets for getting caught off-guard.

The meeting continues where it left off, with Dazai rattling off a string of numbers while Higuchi notes down everything. Luckily, no one else said anything anymore.

Chuuya's still in his own headspace as he walks home alone, having managed to successfully ditch Dazai for once. He stops at a vending machine for a can of iced coffee, since he'll be pulling another all-nighter.

He gets the hazelnut-flavored one by mistake. A reflex, really.

Downing it in one go, Chuuya grimaces at the nutty aftertaste at the back of his throat. He still doesn't see what Dazai likes about it.

That being said.

Since when has he been this preoccupied with thoughts of Dazai?

"Ever since," a voice from the back of his head whispers.

Chuuya feels his face heat up again at the thought. Traitor.

Maybe he's still only flustered about earlier. He also hasn't slept enough the past days. Also stress from festival prep.

Or, he's only confused. Yup, that's definitely it.

That instantly makes him feel better.

Step Three: Formulate a hypothesis.

1. Dazai's annoying. 2. Dazai's very annoying. 3. Dazai's very, very annoying.

This one goes into the wastebasket, of course— as if he didn't already know that.

Chuuya's eyes trail to Dazai as he reads aloud a paragraph from the textbook.

It gets increasingly difficult to follow along with the lesson at hand when he's absolutely distracted by that rich, warm voice, carefully enunciating each word in the passage.

"Thank you, Dazai-kun," the teacher nods in satisfaction. "You may sit down."

As Dazai takes his seat, he turns his gaze ever so slightly in Chuuya's direction and their eyes briefly meet.

No sparks fly in all directions, but Chuuya feels a faint jolt of electricity run from his chest outward to every inch of his body.

Then Dazai smirks— the bastard.

1. He's definitely riling me up.

Dazai's smug face lasts only for a fraction of a second before it reverts back to one of disinterest.

Chuuya definitely knows better, though: from the dip of his eyebrows to the twitching of the corner of his lip.

2. He can be serious as hell.

Chuuya ends up mulling over his list through last period. He doesn't notice that class is over until Dazai sneaks up on him and quickly blows into his ear.

"Argh— goddamnit Dazai, every single time!"

Dazai sticks out his tongue in response. "That's for ditching me yesterday."

Chuuya groans in disbelief. Petty much?

He will never understand what he even sees in Dazai at all, at this rate.

Surprisingly, the very thought does the trick for him, and he takes note of it in his notebook at once.

"What's that?" Dazai attempts to peek over his shoulder, but Chuuya manages to evade him, snapping the notebook shut and glaring at him. "None of your business."

It only makes Dazai laugh. "Fine, then. I'll find out by next week."

"Is Nakahara here?" Kunikida from the next class calls from outside. Oh yeah, meeting.

"Gotta go," he excuses himself, half-relieved.

And that was that— for now.

Chuuya doesn't look at the third item on his new list until he's home. It's... strange and vague and unlikely as hell, but there it is anyway, in bold, red ink:

3. This might be a crush (???)

Step Three-point-five: Refine the hypothesis.

This is absurd, Chuuya thinks.

He's taken to scribbling his thoughts on a dog-eared spare notebook, since Googling "Do I have a crush on my classmate" was evidently useless.

The result ended up looking like a conspiracy map. Ugh.

Chuuya considers his three-and-a-half pages of chicken scratch before tearing them off.

It feels like he's dug himself into a hole at this point. Not that he minds staying in it, if it means he doesn't have to see Dazai tomorrow.

School festival's tomorrow, though.

Double ugh.

Chuuya honestly thought he was already too old for this shit. No, really.

Now his 15-year-old palpitating... red organ thing is laughing at him for it.

(He still chugs the rest of his coffee anyway. Mmm.)

Running won't solve anything, Nakahara.

Inhale, exhale.

Back to work:

H0 (null): He doesn't have a crush on Dazai. H1 (alternative): He has a crush on Dazai.

There, much more... straightforward.

Dazai would probably laugh at him for misusing a stat concept like this, but it serves his purpose just fine. It's not like he'll find out anyway.

It's one or the other.

(He'd have to decide sooner or later, anyway. Best to strike while the iron is hot.)

Step Four: Gather data.

(Because there's no time to experiment.)

It's only Day One, but micromanaging proves to be more challenging than expected. It comes with being second-in-command though, so Chuuya takes it all in stride.

Dazai, on the other hand, is on his phone, mindlessly scrolling and tapping and humming to himself between listening to the team's reports and ordering everyone else around.

Magnificent bastard's a born leader.

Chuuya peeks at his own phone; stopwatch app's still running

Dazai's been on his mind for... 6 hours now.

(No, really. Despite all the chaos. Yes, he's been keeping track.)

Others:

1. They've been using the same shampoo. The smell of activated charcoal has never been this alluring. 2. They think in the same way, apparently. Higuchi of all people had noticed. "You realized just now?"

And... And!...

3. They've been sharing breakfast for a year now. Bites out of the same bread, gulps from the same bottle of water, the works.

It makes Chuuya run for the nearest faucet to scrub off the blush on his face.

He's only left with cat-scratch nail marks and a soaking wet shirt for it, so clearly he shouldn't have bothered.

Welcome to adolescence.

Dazai is mildly amused when Chuuya returns to the classroom. "Had fun, chibi?"

No thanks to you, stupid beanpole.

Day Two isn't any different, but they're more used to the work by then, so they manage to close up much earlier.

Chuuya and Dazai are the last to leave the classroom, having finished the stocks inventory for Day 3 while everyone else went to enjoy the festival.

It's five PM.

"Ah, freedom!" Dazai yawns loudly as he says this, stretching his arms upward before swinging them around.

Chuuya ducks to the side to avoid getting hit. "Ugh, watch it!"

To his credit, Dazai drops his arms back at once. "Oh. Sorry."

He adds a smile to that. It's beautiful.

How hadn't he noticed that before?

The early sunset bathes the corridor in pale red-orange, as well as their white polo shirts. Dazai's messy hair seems to shine, too, if anything.

Chuuya's reaching up to touch it before he realizes. Greasy but soft.

Also: "You have freckles."

Dazai's confused at the sudden contact. He doesn't withdraw, though. "You, too." A smile. "Faint ones, as small as you are, across your nose."

Then he leans in and traces the cat-scratch marks on Chuuya's cheeks. "You've been distracted since last week. What happened?"

Step Five: Analyze the data.

Step Six: Draw a conclusion.

Step Seven: Share your findings.

...

Wait, wait, wait.

The moment feels like a jolt of electricity and the numbness after, and then some. Those who said people short-circuit were onto something, after all.

Chuuya doesn't register anything for the entire minute Dazai shakes him back to reality.

Then something wet goes into his ear.

He lets out an unholy screech right there and then, instinctively covering his ear in disgust. Dazai, too, has a finger in both of his, face contorted into something between a wince and a grin.

A beat.

Two more.

And Chuuya laughs his head off. He doesn't know anymore.

Dazai does, too, and they devolve into a pair of crazy hyenas— not that anyone would notice.

It's only a good five minutes later that they catch their breath, slumped on the wall, leaning into each other for support.

"You okay now?" Dazai asks him, still trying not to laugh.

Chuuya only huffs loudly in reply. Dazai takes it as a yes.

"Now that that's out of our system,"— and he goes back to business mode— "will you tell me what's going on?"

Hypothesis 2: Dazai can be serious at times.

(He has always been, though.

Chuuya only refused to see it.)

The next thing he knows, their faces are too close for comfort.

Chuuya takes a nervous gulp. It felt more like gasping for air, the way Dazai frowns at him for it.

Hypothesis 1: Dazai likes to rile him up.

(Maybe? Why, though?

Now he's not so sure anymore.)

Maybe it would be wiser to just forget it. This only happened because he overthought many things.

There's still time to back out.

Dazai won't let him, though, if the intense glare he has on now is any indication.

Inhale, exhale.

Moment of truth:

"Here's the deal" Chuuya starts, momentarily avoiding Dazai's gaze as he finds the right words to say. "We've worked together for so long now. And yes, I still think you're annoying as hell."

Dazai merely hums at that, as if he were expecting it. He doesn't say anything, though.

"A lot of times, though, you pull through. Get things done— magnificently at that. I really don't know how you do it, sometimes.

"The past week made me think about these things. Maybe even earlier than that. Who knows? Does it even matter?

"In any case, I realized something."

By now, the sunset is as deep red as his cheeks, and he feels himself burning up inside.

(Running now won't solve anything.

One or the other.)

Chuuya meets Dazai's eyes.

It's now or never.

"I like you," he says with finality. "And that's all you're getting out of me for now."

Chuuya lets out another huff to prove his point, and holds his breath. And waits.

A beat.

Two more.

It's Dazai who sighs in relief.

And what a sight to behold: his lithe form slumping forward against Chuuya's, the tension in his muscles dissipating with the remnants of the afternoon heat.

"Whew," Dazai finally manages after a while, "you finally said it."

"... Huh?"

"I told you, right? I'll find out soon."

"You didn't read my notes."

"Of course not," Dazai laughs. "You /were/ mumbling a little too loud to yourself these days, though. It was easy to piece things together."

Ugh.

Chuuya rubs at his temples. If only he has something to chuck into Dazai's face right now.

It doesn't explain Dazai's exaggerated reaction just now, though...which he isn't at all trying to cover up, unlike all the times he played pranks before. Unless..

...Oh.

It takes Chuuya only a moment: "You—"

"Yeah," Dazai breathes out. "And that's all you're getting from me, too."

No problems there. Chuuya likes straightforward people.

He still headbutts Dazai for it, though. "Payback," he says simply before he hears complaints.

"Fair enough," Dazai mutters under his breath. "We even now?"

"Yeah."

A bit anticlimactic, all things considered, but Chuuya finds he likes it, too.

Now that that's out of his system, though... "Now what?"

It's a pretty loaded question, and they both know it. No one just suddenly admits and enters into... whatever this is, without a plan.

Dazai stares back, just as cluelessly— but not for long: "I think I know what."

Chuuya decides he still doesn't like that grin at all.

"Remember the lab primer in science? There's a certain procedure we follow to investigate what we don't know."

This time, it's Chuuya who slumps. Good lord.

Step Eight: Start over.

For Kiro.

#bungou stray dogs #nakahara chuuya #dazai osamu #soukoku #gakuen AU #mayoi gakuen AU #high school #fluff

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polaristranslations · 4 years

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Suruga Earthworm

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"By the way, my Araragi-senpai. You've spoken of your regeneration ability as an immortal vampire before, my Araragi-senpai, but if my Araragi-senpai were to be cut right in half through the center like an earthworm, would you become 'two' of my Araragi-senpai 'in the style of' my Araragi-senpai?"

How many times are you going to say "my Araragi-senpai"?

I don't remember transferring my ownership rights to you.

Like an earthworm, you say... That reminds me, my girlfriend, Senjougahara Hitagi, who used to be a pair with Kanbaru over here, said something similar before... Though they're completely different types, and they don't exactly call each other friends, they must still have something in common. But nevertheless, to compare your upperclassman to an earthworm... Does this person actually respect me?

"Aren't earthworms (mimizu) great? I hear in English they're called 'earthworms'."[?]

"Cool."

"In the first place, not just you, Araragi-senpai, but all humans are kind of like bugs that live in the earth, after all."

How meaninglessly satirical.

But I wouldn't let it hurt me--I'd let it pass by like the wind.

"Well, if we're going that far, then you don't really have to cut through the center. No matter where you cut, your Araragi-senpai would end up multiplying, anyway. Like Kintarou-ame."[?]

"Indeed. As long as the 'core' of the earthworm isn't destroyed, then no matter where you bisect them, one will become two, two will become four, four will become eight, and so on."

"Instead of a geometric progression, it's a worm progression, huh."[?]

But, a "core"?

What a nostalgic way of putting it.

Anyway, the idea that a cut earthworm would multiply should only be based in folklore.

"But what about that worm progression?"

"Well, Araragi-senpai, if I were to succeed at multiplying you into two--nay, eight of you--then we members of the Araragi Harem would be able to coexist peacefully without need for fighting. That was what this humble Kanbaru came up with."

I'd been thinking it was just out of curiosity, but her reason was far more frightening than I'd imagined--to think that her aim was not to cut me in half for fun, but to divide me up and share. It's been a while since we ran into the term Araragi Harem, but even if such an indecent organization were to exist, it's not like there would be as many as eight members.

"It wouldn't be weird even if there were sixteen members. After all, the Araragi Harem doubles as a gathering for victims of Araragi Koyomi."

"If you ask me, it sounds like the members are increasing by a worm progression here."

Of course, this was all just in theory.

In practice, my body had already been cut up into pieces before during spring break, and the number of "me"s had not increased at all--the same as your ordinary earthworm.

Preservation of the self was the crux of the vampire's regeneration ability, so when cut into two, only one part would be regenerated, while the other would vanish.

"Wait, but hold on. If I remember correctly, wasn't there a short story published where Shinobu-chan had split into two people?"

"Wh-what are you talking about? That's..."

You sure are well-informed, Kanbaru-san.

Well, sorry if we happen to be treading the same ground here.

Anyway, the iron-blooded, hot-blooded, cold-blooded vampire Kissshot Acerolaorion Heartunderblade may be free to increase or decrease her number of selves as she wishes, but I was but an underling of hers, not to mention a mere shadow of one now.

I could even say I was a "proliferation" of Kissshot Acerolaorion Heartunderblade.

Proliferation, or perhaps, reproduction...

"However, while it doesn't really hit home for me, whether it's an earthworm or a vampire, their immortality is pretty amazing, isn't it."

"That's for sure. Whether it's an earthworm (mimizu) or a horned owl (mimizuku)."

"One of those is a bird."

"Whether it's a mimizuku or a mimizuku."

"...Could one of those actually be a bug?"[?]

There are a lot of animals that have the same name, huh. Not to mention there are times where you call the same animal by different names... Biology sure is weird.

"However, Araragi-senpai. If you look at things with a wide point of view, wouldn't humans be the amazing ones? For a macrocosmic god, humans are just lifeforms on a little fragment called Earth, and yet they managed to form borders and proliferate to over seven billion."

I see, that actually sounded like a proper point of view rather than satire... But hold on, what's a macrocosmic god? Aren't your athlete's superstitions getting a little too spiritual? Although, it would be hard to deny the spiritual with a world view that included monstrous apparitions.

Even in a narrow point of view, the "specimen" known as the Valhalla Combination, comprised of Senjougahara and Kanbaru, would find themselves going their separate ways--and in a sense, you could say their number increased, but in another sense, they decreased as well.

They were diminished.

Even earthworms--if you continue to chop one up, then someday, its life will end.

The same goes for all types of animals, across the board.

"However, I wonder which one."

"? Which one?"

"We discussed cutting you right through the center earlier, but Araragi-senpai, if you were to be cut horizontally through your torso, between your upper half and your lower half, which of them will regenerate and which of them will vanish? If it's a matter of self-preservation, then which one is the 'self' of Araragi-senpai?"

Hmm.

Thinking about it, your hair growing or your nails growing could be considered a form of regeneration, but you could hardly say your sense of self was contained in your hair or nails--but couldn't you?

After all, it's precisely those parts of the body that are used to test for DNA, which you could say is the proof of one's individuality.

"Wouldn't it be the upper half that regenerates? One thinks with their brain, after all."

"But that theory is based on the assumption that you think at all, isn't it, Araragi-senpai?"

It was a pretty rude thing to say to someone who was supposedly the leader of a harem. But if we took it one step further, if I were to be cut at the neck, would it be my body that regrows the head or my head that regrows the body?--it reminded me of stem cells.

In that case, what about the hair on the head that contained the brain? Regenerating yourself with just a strand of hair sounded less like cloning technology and more like an anecdote from Journey to the West.

It was hard to weigh.

Did the "soul" reside in the brain, or in the heart?

"In Hanekawa's case, it feels like hers might be in her heart."

"Those don't sound like the words of a person that thinks."

"For Kanbaru-kouhai, would it be your legs?"

"I wonder. After all, speaking of Journey to the West--the oddity I made a wish to was a monkey, not a vampire."

Saying that, Kanbaru looked at herself.

Not her legs, but her arms. Her left arm.

"If, at that time, Shinobu-chan had cut off this left arm with that sword--then, between the 'arm' that gets cut off and the 'me' that gets cut off. Which one would be the real 'me'?"

If she were going to effectively--or ineffectively--regenerate.

From where would it start?

As a person who's been chopped up, burned, dragged up, smashed--as a person who's had all his blood sucked out--as a person whose existence was worth as much as a strand of hair that had been pulled out, I had no way of knowing. For it was doubtful to me, too--the junior that adored me, and the junior that detested me.

Both parts were surely inseparable from the character of Kanbaru Suruga--but a question like that was better off buried deep in the earth with the earthworms.

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nolitetebastardescarborundorum · 4 years

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Top 3 Real life shows:

Number 3:

QUEER AS FOLK

2015 was the year of favorite series and character crushes for me. I've seen so many long series for the first time. Queer as folk was number 4 that year and the only one that was already finished. I was completely enchanted by Dean, then Hook, then Lip. Completely obsessed with Ian and Mickey. And then came QAF. At first I thought 'can I really watch over 80 episodes of gay sex?' Turns out I can. And how gladly. The early seasons were like a long party that I let myself be carried away by. I was fascinated by Brian. I thought he was hot, but above all I wanted his attitude towards life back then. Do anything, say anything, fuck anything. No excuses, no apologies, no regrets. Often times in my life I would think of him and how he would act. More than once it has saved me from heartache and given me a lot of fun times. At some point I noticed that he reminded me extremely of my first love in a series Christian Troy from Niptuck. The only difference was their sexuality. There were so many things in common: he also fucks everything, is successful, likes fancy cars clothes apartments, something blonde is coming, had cancer, mental down, has not really changed in the end, best friends are similar, has a child he doesn't sees often but loves, the main characters go their separate ways in the end, always giving sarcastic comebacks, automastrubation, brutally honest and sometimes selfish. Although I didn't think it would happen I took the other characters extremely into my heart too. I learned a lot and made me rethink. Queer as folk wasn't just groundbreaking for me, it was groundbreaking in general. A series that is so explicitly about gays, shows everything, and also provides information about HIV and homophobia and that already in 2000! Because I saw the series all at once, I had an unbearable heartache at the end. I felt like I could never go back to Babylon, like Justin had left me. Of course, it made sense and things change when you're 30. But accepting that takes time and is painful. Queer as folk was all in all perfect. I wouldn't change anything about it. Could watch it again and again, just without the end. Too depressing.

#Queer as folk #Brian Kinney

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fekst-fucker · 4 years

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Y’all Really Wanted Crab Cakes Huh

Ok ok!! Here it is finally! I can drop my grandpa’s recipe if y’all like crab cakes, I know they’re one of my faves 😌💫

@creepy-bi-day, @the-acolytes-collection, @cryptic-writings, @maine-anon, @fuck-mcgee

“Today we’re gonna make a Boston special.” Jack grinned, swinging into your small kitchen from the hallway, “crab cakes.”

You lowered your glass from lips, raising your eyebrow skeptically at him.

“Jack, you can’t even cook an egg.” You snorted, “and you want to make crab cakes?”

“Hey, I just can’t make fried eggs. How hard can crab cakes be? Get some crab, smoosh it into a pancake, fry it.” He shrugged, and you put your face in your hands.

“Okay, one, do you know what kind of crab to use? And two, there’s a lot more ingredients than just crab.”

“Snow crab?” He guessed, and you laughed again.

“Alright, alright. The correct answer was shredded crab, I’m not cracking open a million crab legs, but you get points for naming an actual crab.”

“Give me some credit.” He snorted, “I grew up on the docks.”

“Yeah, yeah.” You teased, grabbing your wallet and standing up at the kitchen table, “let’s go, we have a lot of things to get since you don’t have anything in this damn kitchen!”

“I have eggs.” He said with a lopsided grin, and you rolled your eyes with a smile.

“Okay, we’ll need those. And you got the mayonnaise too, I guess.” His face paled.

“Mayonnaise? And crab?”

“Oh, I’m from Bahstan, I know crahb!” You mocked in a horrible accent, “yes, it helps keep it together. We also need breadcrumbs, fresh parsley, and some horseradish. Oh, and hot sauce, do you have any?”

“Uh.” He said shortly, staring at the ceiling in thought, then abruptly turned and started digging though his utensil drawer. “I have this.” He said, and brandished a Taco Bell hot sauce packet.

“You just keep your hot sauce in your utensil drawer?” You asked in amusement, and his head fell back in exasperation.

“Will it work or not?”

“It’ll be interesting. Sure, let’s try it. One packet should be fine.” You snatched it from him, setting it on the counter and fishing for his car keys in his pockets.

“I got it, I got it.” He batted your hands away, snickering, and turned back towards the door. “How long are you going to be in the store for?”

“Like ten minutes, tops.”

“Oh, like the last time it took ten minutes and I was waiting in the parking lot for almost an hour somehow?” He teased, lip pulled up into an insufferable smirk. You hit his shoulder.

“If you helped me, it’d be faster.” You let him know, bouncing down his apartment building’s steps and jumping into his car. You made him wait in the parking lot while you ran to get groceries, grumbling at the people taking up whole rows with their carts. You sank back into the passenger’s seat almost fifteen minutes later, glaring at Jack at he clicked his tongue at you and shook his head.

“Fifteen minutes. It’s never just ‘ten tops’.” He chastised, tapping his watch face.

“Shut up.” You snorted, slapping his chest lightly, “get driving. I want to try and see you fry one of these things.”

“I can fry.” He said confidently, pulling out of the parking lot, and you held back a scoff.

“Jack, last time we tried to make fries, you lit the kitchen on fire. Your stovetop looked like the Olympic torch.”

“Whatever. I could do it.” He repeated, and you just rolled your eyes.

“No, no.” You instructed once you were both in the kitchen, “chop it finer. Do you want a mouthful of parsley?”

Jack groaned in frustration, dropping the knife on the cutting board. “My mom always just used dried.”

“Sorry, Jackie, not your mom. Gimme that, you mix.” You ordered, rinsing your hands free of crab and mayo before handing him the bowl and running to chop the parsley yourself.

“When I suggested this, I thought I was gonna be teaching you.” He mumbled, and you giggled.

“You can teach me how to eat clams or something. You know you can’t cook, why’d you suggest it?”

“I dunno.” He sighed, “you always show me up with this kinda stuff.”

“Aw, poor baby.” You teased, brushing the parsley off the cutting board and into the bowl of crab meat, “least you don’t mind getting your hands dirty when you cook. That’s important.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He grumbled, hands squishing the bowl of crab meat and spices.

“That looks good.” You approved, taking away the bowl from his hands and starting to roll the crab cakes into small discs. “You turned the stove on already?”

“Yeah.” He said, jerking his hand away as a small sputter of oil hit his hand.

“Careful.” You said unhelpfully, pressing the discs into breadcrumbs to coat them. “Okay, now watch me.” You ordered, grabbing tongs to lower the crab cakes into the oil. Jack watched you flip them intently, arms folded across his chest and lip caught between his teeth in thought. You glanced at him out of the corner of your eyes, transferring the cakes to a paper towel to drain them and turning to make a second batch.

“Ow!” Jack hissed, and you turned to watch him drop a crab cake.

“Really, dude? You’re majoring in general surgery but you don’t know that food is hot after you cook it?” You teased, gently smacking his chest.

“Shut up.” He mumbled, tongue hanging out of his mouth, “they’re good.”

“Well.” You said with a smile, kissing his cheek, “now you know how to make one of your city’s specialties. Maybe you can teach me how to make Boston baked beans.”

“Whatever.” He snorted, grabbing your elbows and sliding his hands up your arms to hug you around your back, “long as I get to cook with you.”

“With me?” You snorted, pushing him on his chest, “I did everything!”

“Then let me treat you next time.” He said, pulling you into up into his waist and kissing your cheek.

“Sounds good.” You hummed, cupping his jaw, “but for now you gotta clean the kitchen.”

“You drive a tough bargain.” He clicked his tongue, but set you back down.

“Only cause I love you.” You nudged his arm.

“Yeah, yeah, love you too.” He said from the sink, kissing your temple, “thanks for dinner.”

#if there are mistakes PLEASE lmk #this has a little bit of everything. college student? grocery shopping? domestic fluff? smart academic but dumb life skills ej?#throw it in the pot like crab cake meat babey #eyeless jack #eyeless jack x reader #human eyeless jack #mine #fluff #domestic #crab cakes

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