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Word Count: 5.6k

Contains: Angst, Smut 18+, Anger, Fluff, Mean Shuri

A/N: Listen…..I know. Enjoy 😁

Previously on Half Crazy:

Finally you were able to walk out. You look in Shuri’s direction. Had you not witnessed what you did in that lab. The sight would’ve torn you to pieces. Her pressed into a wall to keep her stable with Okoye cradling her head like a baby’s. But all you could feel was hatred. Anger. Removing your Kimoyo beads and rings you drop them to the floor with a clang and walked away. Shuri released a grunt that sounded as though she’d been punched in the gut at the sound.

You were gone and she didn’t know why.

Please come find me.

A week Later

“LUUUUUUU!! LUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!! OPEN UP I KNOW YOU’RE HOME!” A druken biligerent Shuri pounded on the door of Tolu’s home. Her loud slurred words carrying into the night. “Come on man!” She hiccuped. “HELP ME LU!” Her head began to swim, her tounge jutting out to moisten her dry lips before she stumbled backwards falling onto her bottom. A groan escaped her throat before she let out a befuddled laugh. “I’m a mess Lu! Just let me talk to her! She’s not answering my calls!” She pleaded her voice cracking. “I just need to know she’s ok Lu!” The door knob wiggled a few times before the door flew open. “Shuri it’s after midnight!” Tolu stood irritated wrapping her long silk robe around her body, her Afro protected by her silk bonnet. Her eyes landed on Shuri and her heart sank to her belly, face slightly softening. Shuri sat on the ground, completely dejected, curls matted to her head. She wore grey sweats with a sports bra, a wrinkled short sleeved button up falling from her shoulders. Her skin lacking its usual luster, gloom sucking the light from her eyes.

“Get in this house before you wake my neighbors and they see the Queen in a drunken stupor on my porch!” She yelled in a whisper, croutching over to help Shuri to her feet. Once on her feet she stumbled forward almost falling on her face before Tolu’s forearm clutched her torso. “Come on get it together Shuri.” Tolu practically dragged her inside the house as she stumbled forward. Once inside Shuri staggered out of her embrace. Straightening herself to the best of her ability as she arranged her clothing to appear more groomed. “I got it.” Shuri stated stubbornly. Tolu sighed stepping back enough to give her space, but to still be able to catch her if she fell. Shuri’s eyes scanned the wide entryway, eventually settling on the top of the staircase. She stood staring, unknowingly swaying on her feet. “I-is she still s-sleeping?” She swallowed, her eyes not leaving the stairs Tolu sucked in a bit of air her eyes closing before delievering Shuri the news. “She’s not here….She’s left Wakanda Shuri.” Her body stiffened, head snapping over to look at Tolu her words powerful enough to sober her. “L-left Wak-k-kanda?” Her eyes became misty as reality sunk into her chest “W-where is she Lu?”

“She’s safe. That’s all I can say.” Shuri shook her head, anxiously rubbing her hands over her hair and back down her face. “W-What did I d-do?” She choked out. “Can you t-tell me that? P-please. I have to fix this. I can’t do this without her. It’s driving me crazy. I’m falling apart Lu.” She broke into a sob.

“Come. Let’s have a seat Shuri. Let me get you something to help soak up some of that alcohol.” Shuri’s head hung again. Shoulders sagging in defeat as Tolu lead her to the kitchen sitting her at the table while she went to grab a bagle from her bread box. She popped them into the toaster oven and started some tea. “Shuri, you’re really telling me you have no idea why y/n left you? That sounds like bullshit.” Shuri sat sideways in her seat. One arm on the table the other placed on the back of her chair, she faced Tolu slowly shaking her head. “I-I have not one clue. Everything was going so perfectly. Then for some reason I went to the lab an-“ It hit her like lightening. Another memory. Her and Riri’s body’s pressed together on top of a table inside of the lab. 

She could hear Riri moaning her name almost as though she was standing next to her whispering in her ear. She felt her vagina molding to the shape of Ri’s fingers. Heard herself moan Ri’s name. The sound of the bagle popping out of the toaster snaps her out of the memory. Just as fast as it came it went away. Shuri was met with a concerned looking Tolu once reality set back in. Her mouth opening and closing not knowing what to say. Tolu turned away to fix up Shuri’s bagel and tea as Shuri sat in silence at the table. Wondering what was happening to her. 

Once Tolu finished she sat the food and tea on the table beside Shuri who was almost in a zombie like state. Pulling out a chair she sat adjacent to her. “Eat something Iphitshi” Shuri’s eyes fluttered upward towards Tolu a smile ghosting over her lips. The first since you’d left her. “You haven’t called me that since we were kids.” Tolu smirked sitting back in her chair. “Before y/n came and stole us from eachother huh” Shuri let out a hmph as Tolu pushed the plate towards her encouraging her to take a bite. Shuri slowly lifted the bagel from her plate slightly shaking, the alcohol catching up to her. She took a bite chewing slowly to try and keep it down. Chasing it with a swallow of tea. She sat back taking a deep breath as though that was the hardest thing she’d ever had to do. “I don’t get it. Where did I go wrong Lu?” Tolu shook her head letting out a huff. 

“She said she walked in on you with Riri in the lab….. Fucking.” Lu gave it to her plain. Shuri shook her head from side to side. Her eyes down cast, confusion covering her face. “ I didn’t.. I-I couldn’t… I wouldn’t have done that to her. Me and Ri had sex ONCE! And I told her about it as soon as we decided to work things out. I can understand her being upset that I let her stay for the remainder of her trip but she could’ve talked to me about that. To say I had sex with her again so she could leave me is crazy. I didn’t do that shit and she knows it!!!” Shuri smashed her fist against Tolu’s glass table causing it and everything on it to shatter on top of them as her veins began to glow purple. Tolu screeched jumping back. Shuri’s eyes widen as she falls out of the chair onto her knees without thinking to try and clean up the mess.

“AAARGH!! Fuck!!” She screamed as glass implanted itself into her hands and knees. “Shuri! What the fuck!” Tolu rushes over to her as safely as possible to help her to her feet. “Damnit I’m so sorry! I’ll get it cleaned up and get you another table. I’m good for it. I swear I didn’t meant to. Fuck what’s wrong with me. I’m so fucking stupid -“

“Hey! Stop it Shuri.” Tolu said sitting her at the bar. “Hell yea you’re gonna get this cleaned and get me a new table, but I’m not concerned with that tonight.” She rushed off to get a first aid kit and tweezer. She came back to Shuri with her head lowered. Chin to chest. Tears streaming down her face, watching blood leak from the wounds on her hands as they sat palms upward on her legs. Tolu timidly grabbed Shuri’s left hand and began to remove tiny shards of glass. “Never would I have ever thought I’d see little Peach so defeated. But it makes since that y/n’s the one that got you here.” Shuri continued looking down a small hiccup escaping her mouth.

“Remember it was just us. You were my bestfriend in the world. But when that pretty girl with the golden skin walked through those palace doors I knew I’d have to share. Who knew she’d steal both of our hearts.” If Tolu didn’t know any better she would’ve thought she heard a chuckle. Until a hoarse voice began to speak. “You were always the coolest girl in the world to me Tolu. So little but intense. A mini Dora.” Shuri said. Tolu chuckled.

“Same, even though you were an arrogant little prick. You really had every reason to be.” 

“Fuck you” Shuri winced as Tolu was a bit rougher with the last shard of glass. “You did that on purpose.” Tolu smirked as she disinfected both of Shuri’s hands and wrapped them. “How are your knees?” 

“They’re fine” Tolu gave a slight nod. “Shuri I don’t know what’s going on. None of this makes since to me. But you can’t break like this. You have a country that’s depending on you to be healthy and in your right mind. So you have to find a healthier way to cope while we get this figured. Our Queen can’t be stumbling around her kingdom intoxicated. And this isn’t going to get you your wife back. I love you both dearly. And I don’t want to see either of you hurting the way that you are.” Shuri’s eyes fell to the ground. “I can’t let you leave here like this. So take the guest room tonight…..And don’t worry Shuri. You and y/n will be back like never before in no time.

3 months later

“AAAHHH OH MY GOD!! Shuri! Fuuuuckk!!” 

“Shut up” Shuri’s voice is low and raspy. Sweat pouring down her sculpted body as she pounded into the equally sweaty trembling girl bent over beneath her. She yanked back on the leash attached to the collar on the girls neck. Tears pouring down her face. “You like being the Panthers slut don’t you?”

“Yesss Panther! Pl-please cum for me!! I can’t take m-much more!”

“Awww, is your pussy tired from all that cumming?” Shuri pulled back harder causing the girls eyes to reach the ceiling. Her view was soon obstructed by the view of Shuri’s beautiful face. Nine freshly done shoulder length jumbo braids fell from her scalp waving back and forth with each stroke. “Y-yes Panther! I c-can’t take another one.” Shuri smirked. “Oh but you’re going to give me another. Now arch that fucking back for me.”

Riri let out a loud grunt as she arched her back and began tossing back her ass in an attempt to match Shuri’s strokes, determined to make her cum. Shuri enjoyed this. Putting on a large normal strap and fucking Riri into exhaustion. But she would never cum and it drove Riri crazy. As Tolu had suggested, Shuri had found a healthier way to cope with y/n leaving. She trained hard. With Tolu, Okoye, Ayo, Aneeka, and on her own. When she wasn’t training. She was in her lab, in meetings, or fucking Riri into an oblivion. Shuri had left the lab at 3 am with her mind set on the latter. It had now been almost 2 hrs.

Shuri reached underneath Riri and began to rub circles into her swollen achy bud. Instantly the arch left her back, causing her to look hunched over. Shuri tsked. “Now what am I supposed to do with this?” 

“Shuri I c-can’t Ahhhhh haaaaaaa!” Drool leaked from her mouth as her body spasamed running away from Shuri’s thrust. “If you’re tapping out that’s not how it’s done.” She pressed her front into Riri’s back and began to thrust harder, her hand rubbing faster circles into Riri’s clit. Taking her other hand off of the leash she wrapped it around Riri’s throat squeezing lightly. Riri’s body began to jerk violently underneath Shuri as she tried to form a coherent sentence. “G-ggooo ahhhh SHIT!!!”

“That’s not it either Rianna.” She seductively whispered into her ear. “SHUUURRIIIIIIII!!!!! I-I Aah! I submit P-Panther UUUHHHHNNN!!” Right as Shuri let her go and pulled out of her liquid once again began to gush from her center. Her body went stiff. The intense painful pleasure causing fierce jolts to run through her body making her convulse as she came for the umpteenth time. Shuri watched as the liquid continued to sputter out with Riri’s reaching between her legs to try and stop it. “I ca-ant ssstop cummming Uhhnngg”. Silently Shuri continued to watch as Riri began to slip in and out of consciousness.

Riri walked the halls of the palace. Her feet guiding her to the familiar hall that led to the Queens home. Nodding at the Dora standing guard she entered. The closer she got to the door the more she could hear the echo of Shuri’s cries. She’d stayed away for about a week. Allowing Shuri time to process. Now it was her time to make her move. You see her intent was never to use the atoms continuously. It was made to throw enough of a wrench in Shuri and y/n’s lives to allow her to be able to squeeze her way in. And now the time had come for her to make her move. Now standing infront of the door she realized it was slightly cracked. 

She stepped inside looking around. It was dark, the mess from the day y/n left still present. “Damn she did a number on this place.” The sound of soft whimpers caught Riri’s attention as she exited the foyer. “Shuri. Shuri it’s me Ri.” Still no answer only light cries. Following the sound Riri found Shuri sitting on the floor of her living room back up against the front of her couch. A bottle of scotch sat next to her as her head lie on her knees. “Oh Shuri.” Riri sat on the floor across from her. “I’m so sorry this happened.” 

“I don’t know what happened Ri. Everything was ok. Now she won’t talk to me. She won’t even tell me what I did wrong.” She was obviously intoxicated. Her words slurred and she would hiccup on occasion. “That’s not okay Shuri. It sounds like she was just looking for an excuse to leave. You deserve better. Someone who can communicate their issues with you.” Shuri finally looked up into Riri’s eyes. “Is that you? You can do that for me?” An inquisitive look passed over Shuri’s face and had Riri payed a bit more attention she would’ve noticed the small serpentine glint in Shuri’s eyes. But filled with her own ulterior motives she moved forward in her plan. A smirk lifted one side of her mouth. “I can. If that’s what you want. I could make it all better  for you Angel. If you’ll let me.”

A slow smile formed on Shuri’s face before she broke eye contact grabbing her bottle of liquor. She settled back onto the front of the couch. A chuckle leaving her before bringing the bottle up to her lips guzzling down 3 gulps and removing it from her mouth. Her eyes then settled back on Riri. “You’re gonna make me all better huh?” She said, Her bottom lip getting trapped between her perfect teeth. Eyes low from her drunken state. “If you want me to.” Riri came closer. Now sitting on her knees beside Shuri. “Ask me if you can Rianna” Shuri’s eyes bore holes into Riri’s face. The depth of her voice sent chills down her spine. “Can I make it better for you?” Riri removed the bottle from Shuri’s hand, once again placing it beside her. 

Straddling Shuri’s lap she held her face in her hands, locking their eyes together. “Please let me be here for you. Stay with you. Dry these tears for you.” She leans in. Her lips grazing over Shuri’s. Her mouth slightly open, breath tickling Shuri’s lips. Shuri’s tounge slowly escapes her mouth. Taking access to Riri’s that she happily accepts. She closes her mouth around Shuri’s tongue, her eyes closing upon reflex at the taste of her. The bitter taste of the spirits mixed in with her earthy taste driving her wild as she sucked before opening her mouth and intertwining their tounges. She’d done it! She was here kissing her girl without the use of her device. Shuri was going to fall for her!

“Ri, RI!!! Get up I’m hungry!” Riri was jarred awake by a freshly showered, fully dressed Shuri. In her dark Maroon sweat suit and black combat vest, her chains sitting neatly on the outside of her shirt. She stood impatiently over the top of her, placing her braids in a bun at the top of her head. “It’s almost sunrise Shuri.”

“Which is why I would like some breakfast so I can go home and prepare for my day.”

“Baby, why don’t you stay here in bed with me. Or let me stay with you for once.” Shuri’s face morphed into a sneer, scoffing. “Get yourself together so you can prepare my breakfast. I suggest you move quickly.” And with that she was out of the room. A soft sigh left Riri’s mouth. She lifted her aching body and threw her legs over the edge of the bed. Bracing herself to stand to her feet. Three short rocks and a hop and she found her self on the ground her wobbly legs and sore core betraying her. “Fuck” She whispered. 

This is how it had been since the day Riri found Shuri in a puddle of alcohol and tears on her living room floor and begged to take y/n’s place. Shuri was more toned, dressed to the nines, and most importantly. She was mean. That beautiful sweet personality that she’d fell in love with had teetered away. Something was wrong. Once Riri had realized she’d gotten Shuri but not the Shuri that she’d wanted she’d tried using the atoms to get the gentle affection she’d always desired from Shuri… But there was a problem. They didn’t work. She’d asked her Stark AI if they could be located but they were completely offline and undetectable. 

Riri grabbed the side of the bed trying to stand to her feet once again. Legs still achy and wobbly she gathered the strength to walk to the bathroom and wash up quickly. She grabbed her robe and put on her slippers and headed into the living room. She was met with Shuri on the couch manspread, arm thrown over the back of the couch, once again enjoying a cocktail. “What would you like for breakfast Shuri?” 

“Surprise me.” She said without looking in Riri’s direction. Riri decided on just making a simple turkey bacon avacado toast, With a fruit smoothie. Racking her brain trying to figure out what happened to her beloved invention. Could it be the amount of alcohol Shuri had been consuming? The training? Is it the reason for her recent behavior. God what happened!?  A single tear ran down her face. She quickly wiped it away with the back of her hand. She wanted Shuri to love her more than ever before. She’d be lying if she said the turn Shuri had taken wasn’t a bit sexy. The sex was always amazing and she was well pleased. But what hurt was the lack of affection. She craved it. 

Finishing up Shuri’s breakfast knowing that she wouldn’t stay to eat it, she packed it up and walked out of the kitchen to give it to her. “It’s finished. I’ve got it ready to go for you.” Riri’s voice was small and sorrowful. Shuri stood to her feet. Taking the food from Riri’s hands and preparing to leave. “Shuri. Wait.” Shuri stopped turning to look at Riri. Her brow arched in question. “What is this? W-what are we?” Shuri‘s facial expression never changed. She only slightly tilted her head to the side. “I’m only asking because we do this everyday. The sex is amazing and I enjoy your company. But I want more Shuri. I’m falling in love with you and I want you to love me too. You don’t hold me. Or take me on dates or anything and I just want to know where this is going?”

“Where does it feel like it’s going Rianna?” Shuri placed her food on the side table and stepped closer. “I don’t know Shuri. But I know where I want it to go. And I know you’re capable of it. I want you to love me the way you loved her. Why don’t you love me the way you loved her.” Riri’s voice broke, and again tears began to fall. But this time she allowed them. Shuri’s face turned concerned as she quickly stepped into Riri’s space holding her face hostage with her hands. To be sure Tiri couldn’t pull away. “Oh Sithandwa..” She pulled her face upwards making sure their eyes connect. Shuri began to speak while wiping Riri’s tears with her thumbs. “It’s so simple… I am still very much in love with my wife. And you are simply not her.” Riri’s eyes widened as Shuri gently kisses her on the forehead before whispering in her ear. “You got what you wanted right.” She let go of her face and looked her in the eyes. There it was again. That glint. Except this time Riri couldn’t miss it if she wanted.

Shuri grabbed her food once again and walked out of the door leaving Riri with her heart in her stomach and only one thing on her mind. 

Did Shuri know?

Shuri walked into her home to the sound of someone in her living room. Her eyes rolled up into her head as she shut the door behind her. “Why are you here Tolu?” She said before she even rounded the corner.  “I see you’re still fucking that manipulator?” Shuri plopped down on the couch next to her propping her feet up on the table infront of her. “You’re the one that told me to find something healthier to do?” She said nonchalantly opening the container with her breakfast and digging in. “As in train. Run your country. Invent some shit. Not continue fucking the very woman that your wife left you over. And you’re still drinking. I can smell it on you.” 

“Well I’m doing all of the above. It’s called balance.”

“Maybe you should try to fit sleeping in their somewhere too. And if you mustn’t maybe you should try doing something that might actually help you get your wife back!” 

“HA!” Shuri threw her head back with a mouth full of food. “And just how do you suggest I go about doing that Lu? She’s refused to talk to me! Left Wakanda to go Bast knows where for three fucking months! Still won’t tell me what the fuck I did! And is only returning today to DIVORCE ME!”

“EXACTLY SHURI!! She’ll be here! Do something for bast sake!”

“Maybe I don’t want to!” Shuri jumped up from the sofa and began to pace. “She just left me with no explanation Tolu! Maybe I’m fucking angry! Do I not have that right!”

“I told you she said she caught you fucking Ri.”

“But I didn’t!”

“You sure as hell are now! And how do plan to explain that to her?”

“I don’t! She didn’t feel the need to explain shit to me. So why would I owe her an explanation now? If anything she pushed me into her arms!” Tolu huffed in exasperation. “That’s bullshit and you know it. If you really didn’t do it you could’ve proved her wrong Shuri.” Shuri sat down again. Placing her head in her hands. “She’s returning to divorce you Shuri. Are you really going to allow her to be done?” Shuri released a quivering exhale. “I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to lose her. It terrifies me. I can’t even think straight. I just. I just wish it never happened. I want to snap my fingers and it all just goes back to normal. I miss her Lu.” Tolu scoots closer placing a hand on Shuri’s back as she breaks down.

“The whole Kingdom can see that Shuri. You’re not hiding it as well as you think. It’s time to stop swallowing your feelings, let go of the anger and put that energy into letting your wife know you’re not letting her go so easily. She fought for you. Now it’s your turn.” Tolu stood to her feet. “I’m going to make sure everything at the house is prepared for her arrival. Get yourself together Peach.” 

Shuri leaned against the bookshelf inside of the meeting room at the lawyers office, staring out of the window in anticipation. Nerves getting the best of her. It felt like it’d been years since she’d seen your face. She wore a black oversized suit with a turtleneck and a black and gold embroidered vest. Her gold and silver chains shined in contrast to the black underneath. Her right ear decorated in a gold and silver ear cuff. Several bracelets decorated her wrist and rings decorated her beautiful fingers. The most important being her wedding ring. Her pointed toe chunky heeled boots decorated with gold at the tip tapped tirelessly against the floor, and her braids were now worn loose. Her woodsy vanilla scent lingered in the air. She looked impossibly delicious.

When a black Ashton Martin pulled up to the front of the building Shuri’s heart rate began to speed up. She watched as a woman about her height dressed in a grey sweat suit with a tan trench, NY fitted cap, with long locs flowing from underneath hopped out of one side of the car jogging to the otherside to open the door for you. A black stiletto boot delicately stepped outside of the car, as the woman reached in to grab your hand, pulling you out of the car and right into her arms. Your arms wrapped around her neck as your lips connected to hers. 

Shuri’s jaw fell slack, surprise stealing the air from her lungs. She stood completely stunned for a moment before her hand came up to her chest subconsciously reminding her to breathe. That’s when she noticed the tear rolling down her cheek, and that you were no longer in her line of sight. Her eyes darted from side to side as she wiped at her tear. Quickly sniffing and blinking away anymore. She let out a quick puff of air to collect herself and allowed numbness to take over. 

She took a seat at the long mahogany wood table, next to her lawyer. Her face now stoic, sitting low in her seat with her right foot crossed over left knee. She grabbed her shades from the table and placed them on her face, just in time for you to walk through the door. Her bottom lip settled inbetween her teeth almost like reflex to the sight of you. The first thing Shuri had noticed was that you’d gained a bit of weight. Your breast were a bit more swollen and your hips had spread. And fuuuck did it look good on you. Her body began to heat up. As she surveyed your curves in the extremly low cut black leather dress, as you removed the black trench that had sat on your shoulders. She watched you avoid the sight of her under your wide brimmed fedora hat that sat cocked over your right eye. Your locks tied in a tight bun underneath. How the fuck was she supposed to get through this? How was she supposed to let you go?

Fuck it. “I would like to have a word alone with my wife before we begin these proceedings.” Shuri speaks up from her seat. Your eyes finally land on her and your heart skipped a beat. She looked different. In all of the right ways. You never thought your wife could be anymore attractive. Her regal presence began to make you nervous, causing your stomach to flutter. Or was baby just acknowledging the presence of its mother. “No.” You say simply. Shuri let out a small chuckle a smirk curving the corner of her lips. “It wasn’t a request.” She stated calmly. You roll your eyes letting out an irritated sigh as everyone began to file out of the room. The last person left out closing the door behind them leaving you two completely alone for the first time in months. You stand awkwardly across from her as you feel her eyes burning through you. 

Nervous that she may notice the growing life inside of you, you subconsciously place your arms infront of you and began playing with your fingers. “Ubonakala umhle nkosazana” (You look beautiful). 

“What is it Shuri? I didn’t plan on being here for long. I just wanted to go over the stipulations of this divorce to see if we can do this amicably.” A scoff left Shuri’s mouth. “Amicably huh? Bold of you being that you brought your whore to my country. Hopefully she makes it out well.”

“Oh please! You wouldn’t dare touch her. Teyana is no threat to this nation. Only to your bruised ego.”

“Oh her name! Goody that’ll make it even easier.” Shuri sneered. 

“You know what Shuri Fuck you!! Bold of you to care when you’re still traipsing around Wakanda with the bitch I left you over. I hear you’re not only a habitual cheater but a functioning alcholic!”

“The functioning part of that is what’s important though right?” You look at her in disgust before going to grab your coat. “I’m leaving. I’ll handle this on my own and send you the papers.”

“So that’s really why you left me?” You stopped mid stride. “You never told me what happened. You just left me y/n. How am I supposed to fix it if I don’t know.” Keeping your back turned you answer. “Maybe I didn’t want you to fix it. Maybe there should’ve never been anything done to fix.” 

“I didn’t cheat on you again Sthandwa. I was honest about what happened with Ri and I and it never happened again.” You turn around and slam your fist on the desk. “LIAR!! I watched you! Inside of the lab! The bitch smiled at me over your shoulder as you rode her fucking fingers. I think I know my wife’s body and the way she sounds when she’s being fucked! So unless there’s a clone of the Queen coming around Wakanda only to fuck Riri! You can stop lying to my face! And the audacity of you to continue after I left is unfathomable to me!”

Shuri stood from  her chair removing her glasses to reveal the tears brimming her eyes. “I just want to feel something!! Take my anger out somewhere! All the training staying busy!! It’s not working! So what else do I do? I might as well fuck her since I already lost you when I DIDNT DO IT!” 

“Stop lying to me Shuri! I can’t do this!” Shuri rounded the table with urgency making her way towards you. She was charging forward and it didn’t seem like she would stop. You started backing up as she continued moving forward.

“I didn’t do it!”

“STOP!”

 “I didn’t do it!”

“YOU’RE LYING!”

 “I DIDN’T DO IT!”

She’d backed you into the table. Her face so close you could taste the mint on her breath. Both of your breathing heavy with the adrenaline of anger running through your veins. All of a sudden her lips were on yours and your arms were wrapping around her shoulders tight, like you never wanted to let her go. Your bodies melded into one anothers as you shared a slow, hungry, desperate, sloppy kiss. The scent of her, the feel of her back in your arms. Her arms wrapped around the small of your back felt like home. You started to feel faint it was too much. She took your breath away while simultaneously pouring life into you. She pulled away from you staring into your eyes. 

Looking into her eyes confusion begin to set in. You’d known Shuri a good portion of your life. And you couldn’t find the lie in her eyes. You lie your head on her shoulder your arms still wrapped tight around her. Her hands rested on your hips as she walked you backward sitting you down in a nearby chair.  She crouched infront of you grabbing both of your hands in front of her. Placing her other over her heart. “Baby I didn’t do it. You have to believe me. W-we were getting our life back. Trying to make a family. I was loving every minute of it. I didn’t have the space in my head or in my heart for anyone else. You’re all I wanted. You’re still all I want. I wouldn’t have risked this. Loosing you. I- I can’t do it. I can’t do this baby. I don’t want to.” She went down to her knees her head falling into your lap. “Let me figure this out please. Let’s not rush into a divorce. Just let me figure it out.” 

Placing your hands on her head you close your eyes as tears fall and your jaw trembles. Your chest shakes with your sobs. “I want to believe you Shuri I do. But I saw what I saw.” You could see her shoulders deflate as her head sunk deeper into your lap her hands squeezing a bit tighter. Staring up at the ceiling you release a wet exhale. “I wont file yet.” You whisper. Shuri’s head shot up from your lap eyes bloodshot and face stained with tears. Your right hand cups her chin as you lean closer to her. “Prove it Udaku”. With that you stand to your feet, place your hat back on your head and put your coat back on your shoulders. Leaving Shuri on her knees. She sits completely on the floor wiping at her tears, her heart finally filled with hope. A chime from Shuri’s Kimoyo beads interupted her moment.

“Panther the results of the analysis of the atoms have been finalalized and are ready for your review.” 

Shuri’s eyes widened as she jumped to her feet grabbing her trench from her chair. She ran after you. 

“Baby wait!” She yelled as she caught up with you. Once again you halt. Giving her your undivided attention. “I have something you might want to see.”

A/n: I hope you all enjoyed!! The next part will be the finale!!!

[spacetime1969]

Danny Fenton’s Field Trip to the Ghost Zone!

I have had the wonderful opportunity to write a fic inspired by the art of the wonderful @arisu-artnfics as part of @ecto-implosion. I ended up thinking it would be fun to bring in a trope from a completely different fandom, and write a Peter Parker Field Trip fic for Danny Fenton. Enjoy!

Chapter 3: The Field Trip

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Dash Baxter hadn’t expected that his class field trip would end up like this. He had been expecting a boring day at the planetarium, but instead they had found themselves in the Ghost Zone!

A lot of things had happened all at once. First they had fallen through a portal and landed in the Ghost Zone. Then their bus driver had abandoned them to dive through the portal as it closed, trapping them all behind him. And then, while the rest of the group was grappling with the fact that they had somehow ended up in another dimension, Fenton and his friends had gone and recruited a ghost to fly them home, somehow!

Honestly, Dash could deal with all of that. It was a lot, but he was an Amity Parker, born and raised! What was weirding him out was how relaxed the nerds were about all of this!

Dash wanted it on the record that he wasn’t scared (definitely not). He was just a little nervous, okay? Don’t judge him! They were in the Ghost Zone! How could he not be at least a little nervous? This is where the ghosts lived! Everyone should be nervous!

Not the nerds though. They only seemed to be mildly annoyed by the fact they were stuck in the afterlife another dimension. He could understand Manson and Valerie, they were both pretty scary themselves. He could even sort of understand Foley, but Fenton was infamous for hiding from even the most tame ghosts, disappearing to some hidey-hole until Phantom took care of them. Heck, he even abandoned his friends a lot of the time, leaving them to be saved by Phantom. So why the heck was Fenton so chill now that they were literally flying through the Ghost Zone?

Dash wasn’t gonna be stuck wondering for long, Mr. Lancer had the same question. “Mr. Fenton, How are you so calm!”

Danny stared at him. “Mr. Lancer, the portal to the Zone is in my parents lab. Did you really think that me and my friends wouldn’t have tried going through?”

Mr. Lancer spluttered at Fenton’s dry response. “I had assumed that your parents at least had enough lab safety in place that you wouldn’t have succeeded!”

Dash may have been a jock, but he wasn’t stupid okay. He had seen enough movies to tell the difference between a laugh and a cackle, and the way that Fenton’s laughter threw his head back and shook his whole body was absolutely a mad scientist’s cackle. The sound almost scared him more than the fact they were stuck in the Ghost Zone.

“Mr. Lancer, we’re Fentons. If my parents go too long without blowing something up, me and Jazz will do something ourselves just to make sure it’s not too quiet.”

Fenton’s friends were nodding along. “Yeah, the first time Danny slept over at my house it was too quiet for him to fall asleep. So he went down to the kitchen, modified the toaster oven to reach 3000°, and poured molten salt into the bathtub. Gave my parent’s a heart attack.”

Lancer’s eye twitched. “How old were you when you did this?”

Fenton shrugged. “Like six I think? I’m not sure. I did learn to get permission first after that though.”

Dash and Paulina shared a look. Holy shit, Fenton was a mad scientist. Like, it was common knowledge that the Fenton parents were, but apparently they had all missed the fact that Danny Fenton was just as crazy as them.

They both jumped when a mechanical hand popped out from a panel in the ceiling and the voice of their ghostly driver echoed through the speakers. “That's science, baby!”

Fenton gave the mechanical hand a high five and chuckled. “Well I didn’t write it down, but I did learn something, so it probably still counts.”

Manson laughed. “Hypothesis, everyone likes explosions before bed. Conclusion, hypothesis incorrect.”

The nerds (and Technus) laughed while the rest of the bus stared at them. Dash didn’t know whether to be terrified of them or just glad that they were still nerds. Then Fenton made eye contact with him and grinned. Definitely terrified of them.

“Well, in the meantime, we have reached our first stop!” Technus said, as the bus made a bumpy landing.

Fenton frowned. “Wait what? Why are we stopping? I thought we were headed to the Far Frozen?”

“That’s the destination, but, since your parent’s shut down the portal, things in the Zone have been shifting around even more than they usually do. So we will have to go from stop to stop and get directions as we travel,” the ghost replied.

“So where have we stopped now?” Valerie asked.

“Jonny and Kitty’s place!”

Fenton looked out the window. “Oh yeah I recognize it! There’s their track.”

“Go see if they know where Dora’s castle is right now. That should be in the right direction.”

“Yeah alright, I’ll go ask,” Fenton said.

The rest of the class pressed their faces to the windows and watched as he walked out of the bus and over to the dirt track. He held his hands to his mouth and yelled.

“Kitty! Johnny! You here?”

There was a moment of silence, and it seemed like there wasn’t gonna be a reply. Then there was the sound of a revving motorcycle. It appeared from behind one of the embankments, with two people riding it. They rode towards Fenton, not slowing down as they got closer and closer.

Fenton just stood there, not even moving as they barreled straight towards him. Dash glanced over at the nerds to see their reaction, only to see them all looking entirely uninterested. Foley wasn’t even watching, messing with his PDA instead. Dash looked back out the window as his other classmates gasped. Just as they thought that Fenton was gonna get turned into a pavement smear the bikers slid into a skid, kcking up enough dust to temporarily block Fenton and the bike from view.

Dash and his classmates watched as the dust cleared, wondering if Fenton had just gotten run over, but when the dust cleared Fenton hadn’t moved an inch. The bike on the other hand, had stopped barely an inch in front of him.

The couple on the bike and Fenton stared each other down.

“Boo! 3/10 try harder next time.”

Dash flinched at the loud voice next to him. He turned to see Manson giving a thumbs down and heckling the ghosts outside. The guy rolled his eyes and the girl in the red jacket blew a sarcastic kiss towards her. Manson laughed and her friends rolled their eyes. The rest of the class was just staring at her, baffled.

With Manson seeming to have broken the staring contest, Fenton and the two ghosts relaxed and started talking, but whatever they were saying was too quiet for Dash to hear. They seemed to argue for a bit, before Fenton shrugged and randomly tackled the guy off his motorcycle.

The class watched in shock as they tussled in the dirt. The other ghost hopped off the motorcycle and went to join them, but Valerie cackled and jumped out the window of the bus. Lancer tried to reach out and grab her but Manson and Tucker blocked him. Not that it mattered, she was already out the window by the time he’d moved.

“Not on my watch Kitty!” Valerie yelled as she tackled the second ghost from behind.

Manson and Foley cheered as the four wrestled in the dirt.

Fenton managed to pin the ghost he was fighting quickly and he tapped out. The two then sat and watched as the others wrestled. It wasn’t long before Valerie also managed a pin, and they all helped each other up. They brushed their clothes off and shook hands, speaking for a moment more before Valerie and Fenton walked back to the bus.

“Okay, Johnny said that Dora’s is about 10° up with a 30° azimuth.” Danny said as he and Valerie climbed back into the bus.

“Alright!” Technus yelled. “Next stop, Dora's Castle!”

Dash fell back into his seat as the bus jumped and they were once again flying through the ghost zone.

For a long moment all the students just sat there, but eventually Paulina broke the silence with the question everyone was wondering. “What was that?” she screeched.

Fenton just looked at her in confusion. “What was what?”

“What do you mean ‘what was what?�� The fighting and stuff! You went from a perfectly civil conversation to fighting in the dirt! Valerie jumped out the window!”

“Oh that! Well Johnny said he wouldn’t tell me unless I fought him. So I did.”

Paulina spluttered at his relaxed statement before turning to their other classmate.

Their classmate who had literally jumped out a window less than ten seconds ago just shrugged. “I wasn’t about to turn down a fight.” Valerie said.

“Why?” Paulina cried.

Valerie just shrugged again. “It’s fun.”

Dash... had no idea how to respond to that. Apparently, neither did Paulina, because she just slumped into her chair.

Dash had no idea how to react to everything he was learning about Fenton and his friends today.

[hylianengineer]

What's the most evil lab equipment in your opinion 😂

In my very subjective opinion? Ion chromatographs are on my shit list. It's not really their fault - the one I have to work with is old, hasn't been maintained properly, and no one else knows how to use it so I have to figure out everything myself, which is NOT FUN! It's finicky, frustrating, and it requires working with sulfuric acid, which I do not enjoy. It's very very sensitive and if you accidentally contaminate it with ions, you will be troubleshooting for weeks trying to figure out what happened. Ions are everywhere, in everything. In dust, in tap water (and nearly all filtered water, we have a special machine that makes Ultra Pure water with no ions or anything in it), on your skin, on virtually every surface that hasn't been specially cleaned. So if you have extra ions that shouldn't be there, it's a guessing game - are they from the sample? The eluent? Sample vials? Glassware? Is the water filter malfunctioning? Are the ions even there at all or is the detector messed up? You just have to keep trying stuff until it sorts itself out. The one I work with has NOT sorted itself out yet and I've been at this for over two weeks. I'm at my wit's end here.

And bonus answer for non-instrument equipment: drying tins. They're these little aluminum trays to put soil or whatever in when you stick them in the drying oven but they make Bad Noises when they scrape together. Also they bend easily, so if you stack them and then they get knocked around, sometimes it becomes very very difficult to get them apart.

In contrast, the best instrument is the Gas Chromatograph and the best other equipment is micropippettes. The GC is straightforward, easy to use, really hard to contaminate, and rarely has technical problems (plus when it does, they're not my problem - I am not the designated GC expert). Micropippettes are just fun because it's satisfying to click the button to release the pipette tip and launch it into the trash can.

[hedghost]

done like pretty much no work today (i went in the lab to take something out the vacuum oven and then it wasn't dry so i put it back in at a higher temp, and that's genuinely it) all i'm doing is sitting here refreshing twitter until the bizet announcement drops

[thebakeologylab]

Chapter 3: They see me rollin'

Hello and welcome back to the Bakeology Lab! This week we are here to talk about all things Christmas!! Before I make it super obvious, Christmas is my favorite holiday. I love spending quality time with my family and during Christmas time we do just that. We decorate the Christmas tree, cook, bake and listen to Christmas music. Everything about it just brings me so much joy and gives me a feeling of nostalgia. Although I love everything about Christmas, the best and most anticipated part in my family is the exchanging of Christmas gifts. One of my love languages are gift giving so it only makes sense for me to get a gift for every single one of my friends and family. Every year, we have a tradition where all of my aunts, uncles and cousins come over to exchange gifts. It's the only time of year where everyone is together at the same place at the same time. It just warms my heart when all of my family members are together enjoying each other's company. Although the gifts I receive on Christmas are great and it may be expensive, the thing that I am most grateful for on that day is my family. A lot of people are not able to spend that special day with their loved ones which makes me sad but also super grateful that I have the luxury of doing so. Another thing my family loves to do is eat. So every Christmas, without fail, my aunt bakes bread, ham and various cakes and desserts. My favorite Christmas dessert of them all has to be cinnamon rolls. If I had to associate Christmas with a smell, it would definitely be cinnamon. When you make cinnamon rolls your entire house smells like Christmas and who doesn't want that? So, with that being said, after a lot of convincing, I have permission to share with you my aunt's cinnamon roll recipe this week!!! It's soft, sweet and I hope you love them as much as I do :)

Cinnamon roll recipe (10 rolls)

Ingredients

3 cups flour

2 eggs

3 tbsp sugar

1/2 tsp salt

2 1/2 tsp yeast

1/2 cup warm milk

3 1/2 tbsp butter

2 1/2 tbsp water

Filling

1/2 cup brown sugar

2 tsp cinnamon

Icing

1 cup icing sugar/powdered sugar

2 tbsp milk

1/2 tsp vanilla extract

Preparation

Add yeast to warm milk and set aside for 10 minutes. In a separate bowl, whisk together flour, sugar and salt. Add in your yeast mixture to the dry ingredients and mix. Whisk in your eggs one at a time then add in your water. Lastly, add in your softened butter and knead with your hands until it forms a soft dough. Place your dough into a greased bowl and cover to let it rise for 2 hours. While your dough is rising mix together your sugar and cinnamon for the filling. Roll out your dough into a rectangular shape and brush on melted butter. Sprinkle your cinnamon sugar mixture evenly then roll it into a long roll. Cut it into 10 equal pieces and place the rolls into a buttered baking dish. Cover for 10 minutes.

Bake at 350 degrees for 20 to 25 minutes. When your rolls are out of the oven, mix your icing. Evenly spread it on top of your rolls. Serve while still warm.

*you can always reheat your rolls in the microwave

Every year my aunt goes all out by making advent calendars by hand, so that we can count down the days until Christmas🎄🎁✨

[noisytenant]

how safe are weed vapes compared to like regular vapes? I've recently heard vapes are like horrible for you cus you're just smoking a shit ton of chemicals but does that depends on what's being smoked?....since you said the weed is just being heated up is there less chemical intake overall or just less combustion byproduct like you said before (sorry if this makes like no sense I'm not familiar with this stuff at all or how it works lol but I also had a really bad experience with edibles and have bad lungs so I just wanted to know a bit more)

Hey sorry for responding so late I had gotten most of this post done after you first sent it but I ran out of energy and got too perfectionistic. Anyways here it is:

Excellent question! The first formal modern e-liquid vape was only released in 2003, though various attempts had been made earlier, which means we are still researching the long-term effects they have on health. When the average person says "vape", they almost exclusively mean "e-liquid vape".

Currently, what we can see about e-liquid vapes: They're not very good. They do reduce some smoking risks (no tar) but introduce other risks, and have a reputation of being safer and a potential smoking cessation aid while a reality of unregulated and poorly sourced ingredients which can cause acute and lasting lung damage.

Dry herb vaping, which is what I recommend, is much more straightforward, but only recently popularized and thus still needing more research.

At the risk of being a square: Any time you intentionally inhale something other than air, you're introducing more risk than if you simply never smoked or vaped anything. But like don't let that stop you, we take on risk all the time, that's what harm reduction's all about babey

Dry Vapes are Not Vapes

A vape or e-cigarette is a device that heats and vaporizes a liquid carrier with a suspension of the psychoactive chemical, either nicotine or THC. These are what people think of when they think of vapes, and these are generally the most problematic for having untested and unregulated chemicals while being touted as healthier.

A dry vape/dry herb vaporizer is the method I recommend, which heats the plant material (or concentrate like wax--I haven't done this myself personally) and evaporates the cannabinoids and terpenes without combustion. It's basically like baking your weed in a tiny oven.

This method was popularized most recently in 1993 with Eagle Bill's Shake and Vape, though apparently the principle of boiling vapor has existed since ancient times.

General Smoking Health Risks

Tobacco and weed both produce "tar" when burned--a catch-all for a variety of chemicals, many of which are carcinogenic, produced during combustion. The tar isn't made from the THC or the nicotine, but from the plant matter itself and its additives. If you burn plant matter and inhale the smoke, you inhale a certain number of toxic and carcinogenic chemicals.

There is some conflict on if smoking weed causes cancer. It certainly doesn't carry the same correlation as tobacco, but the reasons are unknown. We don't have long-term studies verifying a connection between the two. Very preliminary lab tests suggest that THC and CBD have antitumor effects, but it'll be a while before we can figure out the deal. There is still risk!!!

Regardless, the deposition of tar in lungs is an irritant and increases risks of things like bronchitis. For someone with asthma or weak lungs, smoking of any kind causes problems.

E-Cigarettes, or e-liquid vapes

E-cigarettes were manufactured to counter tobacco cigs starting in 2003. An e-cig heats a liquid with a suspension of nicotine, atomizing it into droplets of vapor that are then inhaled.

The liquid is usually propylene glycol or glycerol with other additives like flavorants. It seems like propylene glycol and glycerol have been safe for ingestion as a food additive, but being atomized in an inhaled form is pretty new and the effects aren't well-known.

The major issue is that we don't have a standardized and proven-effective vape juice formula. E-liquid is poorly regulated and many samples contain entirely unidentified substances.

This is the major cause for concern.

THC vape liquids have similar issues, including being cut with Vitamin E acetate, which was correlated with a string of vaping-related lung disease, though not fully confirmed to be the culprit.

Hopefully this delineates why vaping, as in e-liquid vaping, is problematic, and why dry vape is comparatively safer.

Why dry herb vape?

The boiling of the material introduces fewer (but not 0) unknown or undesired chemicals into the airstream. You're primarily getting the cannabinoids.

On a user experience level: It's quite weed-efficient, the weed tastes better w/o the smoke, it produces less smell, the vapor is less harsh on the lungs (you can and will still cough if you inhale too much tho), not much less portable than a joint

You can get a bong adapter and get megahigh still (I do have a bong but I don't like getting that fucked up)

Some vapes can heat concentrates, wax, etc. for potent highs (I haven't done this. But you can. Research yourself)

The already vaped bud (AVB) can be saved and reused for edibles, extracts, and concentrates; it's gonna be stripped of a lot of the psychoactives already, but not all of them--obvs be mindful of dosing here

Downsides: You do have to recharge battery vapes and get over the learning curve of batteryless (I'm pretty shit at using mine). You also have to clean your equipment every once in a while which is nbd for me who likes cleaning but yknow it does require upkeep. Easier than cleaning a bong tho

So, could you dry vape tobacco?

You can, but you probably shouldn't. Nicotine itself is highly physically and psychologically addictive and classified as toxic, and while it isn't considered carcinogenic, it is potentially a tumor promoter.

Pretty much everyone I know who's on nic tells me they don't like it, they wish they could quit, and they would never want me or anyone else to start.

Last, some Dry Herb Vaporizer Tips

Controlling the temperature allows you to control which cannabinoids are released to a certain extent.

Hot vapor can still irritate your lungs. Keeping a relatively low temperature (Guides indicate the best range) and having a long enough vapor path that the vapor can cool will help you have a smoother inhale.

Do not use a vaporizer with cheap elements. Plastic near the heating element will cause by-products.

Contaminants and pesticides can be inhaled, source your material appropriately

Overheating can still cause combustion. You will smell, taste, and see smoke if this happens.

All the physical and psychological risks of weed are present--Take it easy, know your limits, don't vape or smoke when you're in an unstable state, etc.

Thanks for reading, I hope this helps you make informed decisions and potentially find a way of intaking weed that suits your needs :) If you have any more Qs I'll try to answer (IN FEWER WORDS)

[scifrey]

NINE-TENTHS

Part Six

I get all of the gear flicked on, checking water levels and pulling the wands out of the sanitizer, then grind the first pot for the perc. As the espresso machine chugs its way to wakefulness, I peer into garbage cans and inspect tables. The till is all counted out neatly, with a post-it note reminding me to buy a roll of quarters stuck to the crisp purple stack of tens. 

Obviously Min-soo closed last night, ‘cause she always kills it.

In the dark kitchen, I crank the industrial oven up as high as it will go to pre-warm, scoop dough from the huge bowl Min-soo made last night onto trays, and climb the ladder to dump a burlap sack of fresh beans into the massive stainless steel bean roaster in pride of place in the corner of the kitchen. 

In my back pocket, my phone starts playing a punk version of You're the Cream in My Coffee. Shit. That's my alarm to start the second batch of scones. Dammit. I don't have time to let the oven preheat properly. I shove the tray in.

Then it’s back out to the front, where he is sitting primly in his corner, eyes on his newspaper. 

Yeah, I'm a basic bitch and prefer coffee that's more sugar and froth than bean juice, but there’s something so good about fresh-brewed black coffee first thing in the morning. That's art in its own right, my loves. I interrupt the drip machine to pour myself a mug, and I take one selfish minute to revel in a perfect sip.

But what is usually a soft symphony of my mornings is instead a self-inflicted agony. The plink of coffee into the carafe, the hiss of the espresso machine, the hum and clunk of the bean-roster in action, all punctuated by the crisp rustle of his newspaper? Agony.

A year ago, I would use this quiet time to work on my thesis. Before that, it would have been an essay, or a lab, or something else I’d procrastinated. Now, I have nothing to work on. Nothing to do but this. Nowhere to go but here. No career, no demand, no drive, just… 

Me. 

And him. 

And the stretching, hissing, clunking, dripping silence. 

 "Ugh, get your ass in gear, you embarrassment," I mutter to myself.

"Beg pardon?" he asks, voice raised politely.

Shit. 

"I said, uh, the espresso machine is warmed up. Caffe tobio?" 

"Please." He crosses his legs. There's a flash of turquoise at his ankle. I only catch it for a second, but it looks like he's wearing socks with cartoon dragons on them. Huh, okay… that’s more playful than I expected him to be. 

"Coming right up."

"I appreciate it. And you are well?" he says, which is the longest string of words I've ever heard out of him. Shame.

"Yeah." I turn to the machine, tapping out a careful twenty-seven seconds with the toe of my chucks, timing as the espresso fills the demitasse. So I'm completely in my head, and totally not expecting it when his voice comes from somewhere much too close, just over my left shoulder. 

"Oversleeping could be the sympto—" 

"Gah!" I shout, and Christ no, the wand in my hand goes flying up, up, sprinkling boiling-hot grounds like freaking pixie dust. 

He ducks and snaps the newspaper over his head as they rain down. The sharp clatter of the wand hitting the tile makes us both wince. We stare across the counter at one another, eyes wide, with what I assume are matching shocked expressions.

"Are you—" he starts again and I hold out a hand to stop him. 

"I'm fine." 

"I've never known you to—" 

"Shit, you're chatty today," Maybe that came out cattier than it should have. He flinches, stung. A glob of espresso grounds plops off his shoulder and splats on the tile floor. "Sorry, sorry! That came out wrong. I'm not… I'm not having a good morning." 

"My apologies," he murmurs mournfully, and aw, no. 

"I'll make you another one," I say quickly. "On the house. Just… sit, and I'll—" 

"Perhaps I should go." He lowers his paper and flicks grounds off the toe of his shoe. Oh, shit, are they expensive? Am I going to have to pay for, I dunno, shoe dry cleaning? 

"No, please." That lurch in my stomach again, and it's only because a morning that has started terribly (and has only gotten worse) would really become awful if he wasn’t sitting in the sunlight, glimmering and reading.

It would be just wrong.

"If you are ill, you ought to be taking care of yourself first. Don't you have a colleague who could cover—" 

"I got a new alarm clock, I didn't wake up, it’s fine, it doesn’t matter."

"It does to me." He crunches the ruined paper in his hands, flexing and twisting. "In fact, I, er, perhaps it is time I confessed that… I smell something burning." 

"You smell burning?" I swig another mouthful of coffee from the mug I'd left by the till, and take a deep breath to calm myself. Wait. "I smell it, too." 

His eyes flick to the door behind me, slit pupils dilating. "The kitchen." 

"The scones!" I squawk and spin on the spot. I slip in spilled espresso, toppling sideways. Before I can hit the ground, he lunges across the countertop, catching my arm in a grip that's stronger than I think he realizes. It also prickles. 

Trying to get my stupid feet under me, I catch the barest flash of red scale and black, long-tipped nails. Then his hand is back to perfectly pale peach, fussily manicured, and human. 

I shrug him off and push through the door. I shouldn't have gasped, that was a stupid thing to do when the air is heavy with smoke. But I do, and jerk to a stop, folding double, coughing. He runs into me. I nearly topple. That prickling grip pulls me upright again. 

"What can I do to—" he starts, but the fire alarm cuts him off.

"I forgot to turn down the goddamn oven!" 

"I'll get it." He reaches out with his free hand. It's covered in deep red scales, his fingertips ending in delicately curved claws. 

Holy crap.

He's dexterous, able to work the knob, then swing down the oven door. Black smoke, oily with burning fats, cascades into our faces. I cover my mouth and nose with the edge of my Henley, eyes burning. 

"Oven mitts!" I warn. 

"Not necessary!" He's got the tray balanced in his claws. "Where should I—?" 

And that's when the fire suppression system kicks in. 

It lets out a sharp, high whistle that startles him so badly the claws of the hand holding my arm spasm. They go right through my shirt and into flesh. 

I holler. 

Five things happen at once. 

First, he drops the tray of scones. It clatters off the tile, sending burnt pucks of dough into the air. One smacks into my leg, and two pelt him as we dance away. 

Second, he yanks his claws out of my arm, blood on the tips, and freaking hell, it stings. 

Third, white foam pours from the pipes that ring the kitchen ceiling, coating every surface in a bitter-tasting cloud. Including us.

Fourth, the guy makes a sort of gurgling belch noise, then a sharp bony click accompanied by a spark that looks exactly like the kind you get from a lighter. 

Fifth, he spits fire. 

Right into the corner. Where the giant custom bean roaster is. The drum is perforated, and the beans inside it immediately go up in flames. They're so hot they burn blue. The steel drum starts to goddamn melt.

"Coc y gath," he gasps in horror, dithering on the spot.

"Holy shit," I say, clamping my hand down over the punctures in my arm.

"I'm terribly sorry!" he shouts over the sound of the alarm and the hiss of the foam deflating around us. "I didn't mean to—I was startled!" 

The urgency of the situation suddenly hits home, fire crawling up the wall toward the ceiling, and I scream: "Put it out!" 

"What do you want me to do? Suck it back up?" he shouts back, all his cool calm evaporating in the heat of the inferno. "I'm a dragon, not a fire extinguisher!" 

Well. 

Fuck this meet-cute straight to hell, then.

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[labotronicsscientific]

Vacuum drying oven

Vacuum drying oven is equipped with rapid heating and working temperature of 250 °C. It features four side heating method with temperature conductivity for shelves. Bullet proof dual observation window with acrylic exterior protection for easy process viewing. Circulating fan motor hot air ensures uniform temperature distribution in a chamber.

[crystalflores786]

Drying Oven

A drying oven, also known as a dry oven or simply an oven, is a piece of equipment used in various industries and laboratories to remove moisture or solvents from substances or samples. These ovens typically operate at elevated temperatures for a specified period, allowing for the evaporation of moisture without causing significant thermal degradation to the material being dried.

[schakira]

if you discovered a new kind of vegetable like one that had never been discovered before science has NEVER seen anything like this vegetable.... what would you do with the vegetable...

well first how many samples do we have? first thing i'd do is plant the vegetable in the best most comfortable and rich soil ever to make sure it grows again and give it moderate amounts of water and sun to ensure it grows some more so i can harvest more of this vegetable.

then i do a poison test! i taste the leaves and the vegetable, touch them and rub a tiny amount on my lips to check if i have any negative side effects. i check for bitter or awful tastes. i wait for 15 minutes, then proceed with another taste with a small bit of the plant, and wait another few hours. i keep testing until i realize that there are no poisonous substances.

i still prepare one sample to send to a lab, but for now i want to do my discoveries on my own. :3

in the meantime, i'll try to note down everything i can about the vegetable. i'll doodle it, get its general shape, write my impressions, my thoughts on it while observing it. then i'll start doing a general more detail illustration of the plant's anatomy from the outside and in cross sections, noting down each region and how they smell, what they feel like, amounts of water, etc etc...

i lack the biological knowledge or vernacular to correctly note down each part of the plant's anatomy so i'll just keep the plant illustration intact and as detailed as i can. then i take a bunch of really detailed pictures and videos of the plant and vegetable from all sides, and watch how it grows.

after that i wanna try a litmus test and check the ph level of the plant... i'd probably get a litmus paper or smth.

now that i've done enough researches on the vegetables, it's time to cook it if it's not poisonous :3

first, after cleaning it thoroughly in water, i'll try tasting it raw no cuts, and see how it pairs with salt and then sugar, separately. after this, i'll dice it and tr to sauté it and taste it as is. based on how it tastes, i'll see if i'd rather pair it with a spicy sauce or a milder sauce. if it's a tiny bit bitter or chewy then i'll go for spicy, but if it has a more earthy flavor then i'll add more spices.

i'll also try to eat it in a soup, and also just cooked raw in the oven. i wanna see the panel of different tastes this plant can offer me. can i also make a tea out of it? out of its leaves and whatnot? i'll get the residual bits of the vegetable i cut off, put them all in the oven and cook them until they are fully dry, then pummel them into a fine powder to make either seasoning spices out of this vegetable, or powder for tea.

of course, i'll be documenting all of my researches on video because this is priceless data and i control all of it hehe.

after this, if i still have enough vegetables to both send to a laboratory, and to make more dishes out of, i'll make a few dishes that i deem are perfect for this vegetable, and serve them to me myself and i because if it's somehow still poisonous or smth im not giving it to my family... though i doubt it because i would have already died by now.

anyways. i take all of the document material i have, put them all together in a 30mn long video documentary. after which, i send a snippet to a lab and tell them i am renting the video for approximately [I Have Bills to Pay]$ dollars. and if they're interested, i can send them my thoroughly documented video and a sample of the plant for more money, because i have bills to pay and also put a lot of effort in this. of course i am all for sharing information publicly.

except not now because i am in dire need of some money. sorry for being a capitalist.... but i would have probably already posted and sent some bits and pieces of my researches either on here or to various friends. not on twitter. i hate twitter. not on insta either. just here or on discord or whatever.

i'd also listen to a bunch of advice from people as well, just in case.

i think that's about everything i would do if i ever discovered a new vegetable. :3c

[disabledeldritchbeing]

adding on to this:

crushing your pills and pouring it in a drink is okay. you don't have to swallow them whole. If crushing them takes too much energy, using a blender or a asking for a capsule (and just pouring it out) are options.

if walking is difficult, don't feel bad about using a wheel chair either. you don't have to be "disabled enough" to use them.

same goes for AAC boards. If you have unorganized/disordered thought, you're having a meltdown/overstimulated, situationally mute, etc you can use an AAC board. you aren't "stealing a resource," you're using a resource you need.

if drinking water is difficult for you to keep up with, pack a cup a jello with your lunch. it helps keep you hydrated.

in a colder climate, you only need to shower 2-3 times a week to keep your skin healthy. in a warmer climate, every other day works. if your energy crashes, don't worry about not being able to shower.

dry body wash exists, along with dry shampoo, both go a long way.

the thumb is the least painful for blood tests. the skin is also thicker on your dominant hand. you're allowed to request for a doctor to use a different finger for in-clinic tests.

pop pre-cut vegetables with oil into a mini-oven/microwave for a quick and easy meal. add seasoning of your choice.

it's okay to apply numbing cream to your good vein before getting blood drawn. some labs/clinics even offer it as an in-office option.

you don't have to sleep laying down. investing in a neck pillow might do you good though.

most text-to-speak tools automatically scroll for you.

compression socks/gloves/sleeves go a long way.

red-ish flashlights/lamps are less disruptive to your vision than white lights. perfect for light sensitivity and when you keep the lights off.

it's perfectly reasonable to cling unto the stair railing for your dear life. i do it all the time.

collection of useful things tumblr has taught me:

even if you can't fall asleep, laying down with your eyes closed will still rest your body

you don't have to brush your teeth standing up

you don't have to do any chore standing up, from dishes to showering

you don't have to shower with the lights on

if you can't brush your teeth, flossing and a tongue scraper gets rid of plaque and bad breath

if you can't do that, mouthwash kills a lot of bacteria

eating "unhealthy" food is better than eating no food

you can make the same meal everyday for however long you still want it

some pills come in syrups or chewables if you can't swallow them

kids nutritional shakes can be a quick way to get fuel if you can't eat/don't have time

if walking hurts/exhausts you on a regular basis, canes and rollers are for you, no matter how young you are

we have free will—if doing something "out of the ordinary" makes life easier for you, do it

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[geneticteacher123]

Biological Labs supplies are: 1- Refrigerator (- 20) use to tore variety of samples at a very specific temperature range, 2- Ultra Low Temperature freezer (- 80) use to store samples for long period of time, 3- Distillation unit use for remove impurities from water by converting water into steam, 4- Liquid Nitrogen Containers are best for storage and transportation, 5- Electronic Balance use for obtaining the weight or mass of objects, 6- Laminar Flow Cabinet use for safely working with biosafety level by providing personal, environment and working protection as a contamination free work environment, 7- pH Meter use to measure hydrogen ion activity in water base solutions indicating its acidity or alkalinity which expressed as pH, 8- Water Bath use to incubate samples in water at a constant temperature over long period of time, 9- Hot Plate use to stir and heat solution simultaneously, 10- Microwave use for heating samples and solution for diverse experiments, 11- Incubator use in tissue culture and microbial genetic labs purposes, 12- Autoclave uses steam under pressure to sterilize labs apparatus, 13- Hot Air Oven use dry heat to sterilize labs apparatus, 14- Mechanical Shaker use to mix, blend or agitate substances in bottles or flasks by shaking, 15- Vortex use for mixing or agitate labs samples in test tubes for homogenization with high degree of precision , 16- Centrifuge is a device uses centrifugal force to separate various components of fluid on the basis of densities at controlled temperature, 17- Light Microscope use to view objects which are too small to see or explore with eye, 18- Mixer Mill is a grinding small amounts of samples use to mix and homogenize powders and suspensions in seconds for DNA, RNA and Proteins extractions, 19- Spectrophotometer measures the light intensity as a function of wavelength and use to measure the concentration of compound in aqueous solution, 20- Nanodrop is a quickly and easily quantify concentration of samples containing protein and nucleic acid even with a very small quantity of samples (2 microliters), 21- Real-Time PCR system use for detection and quantification nucleic acid sequences by measuring cycle accumulation, 22- Agarose Gel Electrophoresis use to separate and analyze macromolecules DNA and RNA on the basis of molecular size and charge, 23- SDS- PAGE use to separate and analyze protein on the basis of molecule size, 24- UV Illuminator use to view nucleic acids and protein suspended within polyacrylamide or agarose gels, 25- Gel Documentation system offer high image quality for analyzing Agarose or polyacrylamide gels #geneticteacher