Summary: Of all the things Lucy was expecting that night, a fire in
the apartment across the hall was not one of them. Getting handcuffed to her
bed also wasn’t part of the plan, but at least they’ll have a fun story to tell
at their wedding.
Rating: T (rated for Lucy’s potty mouth and implications at the end)
AN: Happy birthday @soprana-snap! I’ve had this idea for a bit and figured you might enjoy it <3
In hindsight, letting Dan handcuff her to the bed was
probably a bad decision on her part. Not only does her wrist hurt from him
locking it too tight, but she also can’t do anything but watch in absolute
horror as he rips away from her neck, eyes wide, and falls off of the bed in
his hurry to get away from her. Her family always did say she had a talent for
driving men away, but she never thought it was this bad.
Lucy stares down at Dan, sitting up as best she can to peer
over the side of the bed, and that’s when the obnoxious, shrill sound of a fire
alarm reaches her ears. “Oh, shit,” she mumbles to herself, suddenly feeling
very exposed in her lacy underwear. Smothering a laugh, Lucy tries to stand
before remembering the cuff on her wrist. She turns to ask Dan for help, only
to find the man stumbling to him feet in a panic. He glances around wildly,
fingers twitching at his sides, and Lucy’s reminded of a very stupid squirrel
that can’t decide whether it wants to run into traffic or stay on the damn
“Dan?” she murmurs, nudging at him with her foot. He glances
at her, shaking his head as he mumbles something she can’t hear, and spins in a
quick circle. “Dan, what are you doing?” she asks again, frustration creeping
into her voice as he freaks out. On any other day, she would probably panic,
but this is the third fire of the week and she knows it’s just Warrod from down
next door forgetting about his pot-roast in the oven again. It’s really nothing
to worry about so long as he grabs the fucking
key and lets her out.
He backs into the nightstand, knocking it onto it’s side,
and Lucy flinches as her favorite lamp shatters across the floor, ceramic
pieces splintering and creating a mess that she’ll have to clean up before
Happy or Plue hurt themselves. “Fuck,” Dan swears, running a hand through his
rumpled hair. He pulls his lip between his teeth, then stoops, scooping his
shirt into his arms and yanking it down over his head. “I can’t—” He stops
suddenly, shaking his head, and sends Lucy an apologetic look.
Sighing, Lucy purses her lips, eyes rolling as she glares at
her boyfriend. “Dan,” she says slowly, smiling at him as best she can despite
wanting to rip his head off, “just unlock me so we can go.” She covers her bare
stomach with her arm, curling up slightly, shy now that they’re no longer in
the heat of the moment.
It’s always been like that with Dan. She always ends up
feeling uncomfortable whenever they aren’t doing something physical. Though,
that might be because he rarely sticks around for anything besides that. They
don’t know how to talk to each other, and Lucy’s finding it to be more draining
than anything else.
She thinks Romeo may be right: she should just dump him and
find something better than whatever this
Dan nods slowly, patting himself down as he searches for the
key, then goes very still. “I don’t—oh shit,” he whispers, growing frantic as
he doesn’t find it. Lucy slaps her forehead, rubbing at her temple and silently
cursing the day she met Dan, suddenly wishing she’d never accepted his offer
for a date at the sushi bar—which was actually the worst date she’s ever been
on, but oh well. This is ridiculous
and she can’t believe this is happening to her.
He lost the goddamn key.
Excellent. Lucy groans, curling in on herself and resisting
the urge to throw herself out the window—something she obviously can’t do
because she’s still fucking cuffed to her
damn bed. She didn’t even want to do this in the first place, but somehow
she let him talk her into trying now things—a horrible idea, really—and now she’s
stuck to her bed, there’s a fire, and Dan looks like he’s about to piss himself
or start crying.
She’s never going to let Lisanna set her up on a date again.
Lucy decides that maybe it’s not that bad. It’s just a small
fire, and Dan can probably get one of them to cut her loose. They’ll all have a
laugh over this, no one will ever let Lucy forget about this moment, and some
sexy firefighter is going to have a lovely story to tell all of his friends over
dirt cheap wine and stale donuts. It’s a simple fix, really.
And that’s the exact moment that Dan decides to bolt for the
door without a word.
For a moment, Lucy can only stare, her mouth dropping open
as he fumbles with her doorknob, yanking it open a moment later. Her cat Happy
bolts into the room, disappearing under her bed, and Plue barks out in the main
room, whining by the door as he urges her to hurry. “Dan?” Lucy shrieks,
watching him slip out, the door beginning to close behind him. “What are you—Dan,
what the fuck!” she screams, lunging to her feet. Panic wells in her chest as
he glances back at her, hesitating for only a moment.
“I’m sorry, Babe,” he sputters, shrugging, “but I—” He
simply shrugs again, then turns and slams the door behind him, leaving Lucy
alone and stuck on her bed, a fire burning in her neighbors apartment.
“Dan!” she calls after him, tears burning at her eyes, more
from the betrayal of him just leaving her in potential danger than the
potential danger. It should be an easy fire to put out, but that doesn’t mean
he can just leave her here. “Dan, you
piece of shit!” Lucy snarls, yanking at her wrist violently.
It holds fast, the metal digging into her wrist painfully, a
bruise already forming from her continued tugging, and Lucy bites back a sob as
she drops back onto her bed, curling up tight and hoping she isn’t stuck in
here until Romeo comes home later. The last thing she wants is for her younger
brother to find her half-naked and handcuffed to a bed.
Hi Lily! Good luck with your blog!! Can I request (headcanonned) reactions of TFP Bee, Smokescreen, MTMTE Rodimus, Ratchet, and Swerve reacting to a human's voice going high pitched because they inhaled helium?
I love this! It’s a cute ask, it made me giggle just thinking about it. Ah, how easily humans can be entertained (I feel like the bots here are thinking that too). Thanks for sending this and with all characters I absolutely adore?? You’re awesome! :D
His s/o inhales helium with the other kids, all of them goofing around and having a good time. He doesn’t notice until they call out to him with their silly voice and for a moment, he just looks around confused. Who was that? Nobody he knows has such a high pitched, weird voice.
When he realizes it’s his s/o, he’s immediately delighted. That’s so cool! Not to mention hilarious, do it again s/o! His s/o starts singing and he’s laughing, he can’t help himself. Even when Ratchet grumpily yells at them to be quiet, the two continue to snicker to themselves. He keeps asking for s/o to say certain things.
Eventually, it goes on so long that everyone else begins to get irritated. So they have to stop and Smokescreen is totally disappointed. But every once in a while, when the two sneak out for a drive, they’ll do it again and amuse themselves till they’re both crying from laughing so hard.
Bee’s s/o is also messing around, blowing up balloons and sucking out the helium with the other kids. But when he hears how it changes their voices, he’s super curious. How does that work?? He makes a series of inquisitive beeps and whirs to let his s/o know he wants to learn more about what’s going on.
Once Raf explains it to him, Bee can’t help but feel light-hearted. He watches his s/o have fun and pokes them occasionally to remind them to keep going. Say this, say that! At one point he lifts them up in his hands to eye level and they tell him they love him with their helium voice. He’s caught between laughing (in his own way) and being embarrassed. He settles for giving them happy nudges with his head.
He definitely goes around to the other Autobots and shows off what his s/o can do. He knows the other kids can too but somehow, it’s more special when his s/o does it. Interrupts everybody in their work or relaxation time to excitedly show them his s/o’s voice. He becomes a bit pouty when no one cares but his s/o cheers him up~
He’d die … of laughter! No seriously, he would be laughing so hard coolant would start leaking out of his optics. It shouldn’t be that funny but to him it is. Humans are already so freaking weird and now, by simply breathing in some helium their voices sound ridiculous? What a riot!
Swerve decides (once he’s calmed down) that he has to try this for himself. He knows it probably won’t affect him the way it does his s/o (it definitely won’t) but it just looks like so much fun! Ooo maybe if he tries it in his holomatter avatar?
After he’s gotten that out of his system, all he wants to do is get his s/o to say different hilarious things with their high pitched voice. The two spend the rest of the day recording the s/o saying weird stuff and then running around playing it for others.
His first reaction would be to look over at his s/o goofing off with this completely straight, stone cold face. He just watches them as they talk with a high pitched voice, before reaching up to rub the spot between his optics. Somebody save him, his s/o is just too much sometimes.
But when he looks at them again, they’re laughing, still in a high pitched voice. They look so darn happy and he can’t help but feel his spark jump in his chest. Well they are rather cute now that he thinks about it …
He wouldn’t join in or encourage them but the slight smile lingering on his lips is enough to tell his s/o that deep inside he’s a bit amused. It’s more just that he enjoys seeing them having a good time, even if it is rather silly. He quickly gets a headache though and takes away the helium. Party pooper. :P
The first time he hears the affect the helium has on his s/o’s voice, Rodimus falls out of his captains chair. Not on purpose of course but he just wasn’t expecting … that. It’s so weird! Why does your voice sound like that s/o? Someone tries to explain it to him but he gets bored. He doesn’t really care he just chalks it up to humans being humans.
For a little while, he’s content to have a good time laughing over the silliest sayings and words his s/o speaks with their high pitched voice. But then he gets a great idea - s/o! You should do your funny voice over the intercom! He finds a way to hook it up so the whole ship can hear the two of you being giant nerds.
Legit, these two pretend to be ‘serious’ and make important announcements while the s/o still has their silly voice, until Ultra Magnus barges into Rodimus’ office. There’s a lot of screeching and a high pitched yelp before the intercom is cut off. Later on at Swerve’s bar, Rodimus and his s/o are still laughing about it. Needless to say, Ultra Magnus banned the fun times with helium after that. :P
Okay. I’m sorry, but I cannot let everyone hate on Rick Riordan just because one character isn’t the sexuality you wanted her to be. Listen up chumps. If it wasn’t for Rick, she wouldn’t even exist. Please, just stop hating on him. He doesn’t deserve it. He’s created all of these great characters, so just stop.
If you’re upset, just write FanFiction. That’s your world. Don’t get mad at someone for creating one of their own. You know, he could just punish us by not publishing or *gasp* making everyone straight!
If you truly like the series, sexuality of the characters shouldn’t matter
Summary: Jimin is met with his girlfriend on the subway, but she isn’t alone.
a/n: I’ve been listening to DAY6 all day last night and this morning after iKon, and I thought I’d write something for the song. It’s just a mini drabble, but do enjoy! Don’t forget, requests are always open so INFIRES me!
Sitting on the subway while staring at his cellphone being held in both hands, Jimin’s head lifts up when he hears a familiar laugh he hasn’t heard in awhile. Eyes wide in disbelief, Jimin begins to feel a hard stab—a pang of hurt inside his heart.
After sitting down with the man who’s one arm is wrapped around her shoulder, she looks up and sees Jimin staring right at her. She slightly frowns at the sight of the lad in front of her, but the man next to her says something funny to which she laughs and forgets Jimin being in sight.
Sorry guys, I’ve really dropped the ball on updating the blog more often! I will try to get on more often and mix in news with personal experiences so that I can share more often.
Anyhow… here is an awesome application of nanoparticles! Inhalable insulin is not a new idea, but this shows promising future results. The past models had to be large, and bulky due to the drug delivery system. Because inhaling drugs often results in a very diluted amount with a lot of it not being absorbed correctly, in order to have the correct dosage of insulin it was difficult. Also it was very difficult to clean, got messy and eventually was taken off the market within a few years.
Here, by using nanoparticle insulin they were able to compact the device (increased delivery transfection). I really look forward to seeing this new Afrezza in action as it leaves the FDA and clinical trial stages (the graveyard of inventions) to do great things!