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Rare Yellow King Penguin Photographed for the First Time.
In December 2019, photographer Yves Adams embarked on a two-month photography expedition in South Georgia, where he spotted a strange looking penguin.
Of the many genetic quirks that can cause abnormal colors, the most well-known is albinism, the inability to synthesize any melanin. Albino birds usually have an all-white appearance, with pink eyes, beak, skin, and feet. But Allison Schultz, curator of ornithology at the Natural History Museum of Los Angeles, doesn't think the penguin spotted by Adams is albino.
Usually, a bird’s yellow, orange, and red plumage is produced by carotenoids, explains Schultz. But penguins have their own unique pigment called spheniscin, so they could lack all melanin and still retain their sunny hues. Schultz doesn't think that's what going on here, though. She points to color in the bird's eyes and light rufous tones on some feathers as evidence of melanin. Instead, she thinks the bird has leucism. “Albino means that all melanin production is gone, whereas leucism means that there is still some melanin production,” she says.
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#king penguin#penguin#ornithology#penguins#birds#rare animals#animals#nature#leucism#ornithologist#rare#rare yellow penguin#yves Adam#bird#yellow penguin#yellow king penguin
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ぺんぺんぺんぎん - Pen-Pen-Penguin
#waccha primagi!#primagi#electro remix#pop#super rare#live#pen pen penguin#primagi studio chapter 4#coords#coord#white#black#yellow
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Photos courtesy of Yves Adams
Rare yellow penguin photographed for the first time ever! Wildlife photographer Yves Adams spotted the unusual bird on a remote island in South Georgia near Antarctica, in a colony of 120,000 king penguins. The odds of ever seeing an individual like this are one in a million
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OP Men and “confessing”
Ft. Law, Kid, Zoro
Hey! I was not expecting how the last post was going to go. So thank you so much! As promised, i made a follow up. Im sorry it took so long as well….i hit a writers block😙
So consider this part 2 to this post!⤵️
OP Men and being “told” they are in love with you
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Law;
This was an accident. An accident in which he wanted to throw Shachi, Penguin, Ikakku, and Bepo overboard.
You were ordered to organize medical supplies in the closet that was connected to the room he was in. You kept the lights off cause the light of the room Law was in lit up the closet so you could see just fine.
The group barges in.
“Captain, we dont know where your little crush is at. Have you seen them?” Penguin teases while asking curiously.
Law’s face goes cold. His eyes widen and his mouth opens and he does a “knock it off” motion with his hands.
“What? Your hands fell asleep?”
Law sighed.
“They’re right there.” He pointed at the closet door where you slowly walked out, a blush spreading to your ears at what Penguin had said.
Bepo, who was behind the rest slowly backed away. Law scowls at them. They knew where this was going. They have no chance to defend themselves before his fingers go up.
“Shambles”
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You are left alone with Law. His eyes couldnt dare to meet yours.
“Dont listen to what they sa-“
“Is it true?” You interrupted him with slight hesitation.
His eyes finally met yours. He didnt have to say anything for you to understand what those yellow orbs were saying to you. And most of all, he knew he couldn’t lie to you at this point.
“Yes…” he says softly.
“Like….wise?”
He gasps softly and immediately looks up. His feet move on their own as he was no longer in his chair, but instead right in front of you.
“You mean that?”
You nod. More sure than anything.
Law leans close to you… he didnt know if what he was thinking was the right choice. Every little thing he did was thought for. It all had a plan, no matter how small it was. But there were rare occasions of impulsiveness…this was that occasion…He decided to take that risk.
His hand cups your cheek, your lips were caressed by back and forth swipes of his thumb.
“May I?” He asks, you can hear the boost of confidence in his voice behind the loud beats of your heart.
You don’t hesitate for once and nod. When your lips go crashing into one another, you can feel a few pair of eyes watching at the edge of the doorframe. They had somehow ran all the way from where they were sent so they didn’t miss the show. Law doesn’t pull away from this moment. A moment he waited ages for. But he does lift his hand up.
“Uh oh”
“Shambles”
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Kid;
“Huh?” You raise your eyebrows at his declaration towards Killer. “What did Killer do?”
You had a soft look in your eyes. You were worried that you had done something or that you were unwanted in his workshop right now. “I can leave..”
“No,no. Stay.” Kid said with his usual rough voice but it had a hint of softness in it.
“What did you need me here for?”
“For nothing.” He said bluntly.
His lack of answers and short responses was making you feel stupid. Did he want you here or not? Frankly, you were starting to get a bit annoyed.
“Are you trying to mess with me or something?”
“What? Why would i do that?” He says as he turns back and does sketches for an upcoming design for some new machinery.
“I don’t know. You’re busy right now and killer sends me in here just for you to say you don’t need me! Did you want company?”
“No.”
You scoff. Kid notices his behavior and decides to tone it down.
“I-i mean yes. Company… sure”
You roll your eyes.
“Im leaving.”
But before you can walk off, a calloused and warm hand catches your wrist. A calloused and warm hand lifts your chin to meet his gaze. A calloused and warm hand cups your cheek. A calloused and warm hand goes behind your head and pulls you closer.
He studies your face. Making sure you were aware of what he was going to do. Making sure you were comfortable enough for him to proceed. When you give a slight nod, his red lips crash into yours… it was soft… testing-out-the-waters kind of soft until he decided to really get into it.
It isnt when he pulls away and you look up at him in shock that he gives you a smug smile.
“You can go now.”
You smile and begin to walk away, but before you do, you look at your face in a nearby reflection. Your lips had his lipstick stains and you look back at him.
“Damn. You need some kiss-proof lipstick”
You wipe the red smears off your lip.
“And you need to go to hell.”
But he did what you suggested. He bought kiss-proof lipstick…for you.
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Zoro;
The crew was all gathered at the table for breakfast. A usual routine in the morning. But….everyone was at the table except you and Zoro.
Nami thought she hit jackpot with your late appearances. She leaned over towards Sanji and whispered in his ear. Sanji listened intently and did multiple “uh huh”’s in agreement before his eyes widened.
“HE’S WHAT!? ZORO’S IN LOVE WITH-“ He shouted out in which Nami quickly covered his mouth just in time.
“Shut up idiot! Thats why we’re asking for your help!”
“I’ll do it. Just to see y/n reject him” he smirked devilishly.
Nami face palmed and Robin giggled.
Soon enough, the plan was whispered to the entire table, and as soon as she sat back down, you walked in with Zoro right behind.
You sit down, Zoro right next to you as Sanji served breakfast. But just like Nami’s plan… and a touch of his self. He swooned over you. Every compliment in the book was thrown at you. You couldn’t help but blush and thank him.
Zoro on the other hand? He was fed up.
He could only take so much. But once he saw that Sanji was getting to you? He slammed his fist on the table, stood up, and faced Sanji, face to face.
“You trying to do something cook?”
“Like what? Serve my fellow crewmate?”
“You know damn well-“
“Why are you so mad anyways? You in love or something?” Sanji snapped back with a mocking tone at the end.
“Oh im going to end you!” Zoro unsheathes one of his swords.
“Try me!”
Zoro and Sanji both position themselves to fight each other. You stand up and get in between them.
“Enough! Sanji! Zoro! What has gotten into you?”
Zoro walks out the room with a huff. Everyone is left silent. You look around,a bit embarrassed before dashing out the door to catch up with Zoro. The cool breeze of the wind hits you as your eyes dart around the ship. He wasn’t in the crows nest. Not at the railings. Where was he?
But suddenly you can hear the sounds of knives sharpening. You turn the corner and see the green-haired man you had come to admire and love. You see him sitting in a corner, sharpening his blades. He can feel your presence and he immediately turns away.
You walk up to him and sit down.
“What was that?”
“What was what?”
“Don’t play dumb”
He sighs, knowing he couldn’t run away from this. He literally couldn’t run away, considering they were in the middle of the ocean and he was too tired to throw himself overboard at this point.
“Why were you so defensive of me over Sanji?”
“Don’t play dumb” he repeats the words you had told him just a minute ago.
He places a hand on his heart and then with that same hand reaches to your chest and touches your heart. He gives you a look that says “do i have to say it out loud?”
Your eyes widen in realization. Was he saying that… he was in love with you? There was no doubt about it.
“Oh i see.”
Your short response made him scoff.
“Just forget it”
You notice that your reaction was getting to him. You had to fix this. You had to let him know that this wasn’t something to easily dismiss. Your hands instinctively reached out to his heart. His shoulder became a resting spot for your head. And his ear was all you needed to voice through to him.
“Im not.”
He softly gasps as he looks down at you. His face revealing a blush of a tomato.
“Shut up”
And all you do is giggle. Cause you..only you knew there was alot more care and heart in those words.
#one piece#trafalgar law#eustass kid#eustasscaptainkid#one piece eustass#trafalgardwaterlaw#roronoa zoro#zoro x reader#law x reader#trafalgar d law x reader#eustass x reader
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What if Crowley uses "bird" vocabulary like Floyd with his marine nicknames....
Yes he's a crow ... Just imagine if he sees us as biiiiird~
Of course it's just my point of view, I am not a professional in ornithology, you might have your own idea about this one and I would definitely want to hear about it!
Mostly they are birds we could see in my country...
Let's go:
Ombrorio
Grim(m) -> Grey catbird (grey like Grimm, striped wings and can make cat noise....yes)
Yuu(sona) -> Sparrow (Crowley would definitely call Yuu a little sparrow....)
Night Raven College staff
Sam -> Painted bunting (small, vibrant, colorful, a rare sight to view)
Mozus Trein -> Eurasian skylark (classy, well known literally a french song about this bird "he sung it to Lucius as a kitten")
Ashton Vargas -> Pheasant (....the irony as his Disney counterpart is an hunter, but vibrant color)
Divus Crewel -> Great spotted woodpecker (literally screaming I am Cruella, fashion red, black and white bird)
Heartslabyul
Ace Trappola -> Nothern cardinal (red... funky feather style, fights their own mirror reflection...)
Deuce Spade -> Blue slaty bunting
Riddle Roseheart -> Robin (Hi Ciel Phantomhive...I mean Kuroshitsuji ref but look that little red face)
Trey Clover -> Nightingale (sorry Trey...Crowley is implying you can either sing...or can't...but you do have a perfect voice!)
Cater Diamond -> Pyrrhula (I love this little bird too....they became very rare by now, look this tiny orange one)
(Heartslabyul are literally the birds of Aurora in 2d "Sleeping beauty")
Savannaclaw
Jack Howl -> Owl (....this one is pretty obvious)
Leona Kingscholar -> "Savanna" eagle (yes... definitely a strong bird)
Ruggie Bucchi -> Speckled mousebird (listen to that bird you'll understand, also....that feather hairstyle!)
Octavinelle
Jade Leech -> Emperor penguin (tall...classy ...can't fly pfff)
Azul Ashengrotto -> Nothern gannet (verrryyy big, analystic-smart one, can't walk on land...)
Floyd Leech -> Snare penguin (unique appareance, multiple various vocalized sounds)
Scarabia
Kalim Al Asim -> White falcon (precious, royal bird in a "maybe similar related country in our world")
Jamil Viper -> Red Parrot (or macaw) (obviously because of Iago)
Pomefiore
Epel Felmier -> Snow bunting (a "petite robuste" bird living in snow)
Vil Schoenheit -> Peacock (beautiful, handsome literally The Evil Queen's bird)
Rook Hunt -> Mallard (another irony for an hunter...but this bird is beautiful I mean it, and is found everywheerrre (like a stalker bird ha ha))
Ignihyde
Idia Shroud -> Blue jay (blue, black and blue stripes, funny enough the bird is stated to be noisy ha ha, Idia can be supah noisy sometimes too when setting his boundaries, GG Idia!)
Ortho Shroud -> Eurasian blue tit (a little fluffy bird, blue and yellow doing a very cute melodious sound, I love watching them...)
Diasomnia
Sebek Zigvolt -> Egyptian plover (yes....the bird on the crocodile's back...yes)
Malleus Draconia -> Great eared nightjar (it's a dragon bird....look at him)/I could have chosen Casoar too... but nope...
Lilia Vanrouge -> Anna's hummingbird (it's small, pink and changes color with light...like his hairs)
Silver -> Nine-primaried oscines (a cute lovely bird in our woods, pink and blue)
Thanks National Geographic....
It's just pure fanon brainstorming... I'm sorry...
bird photos were mostly took from "Wikipedia"
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LAES Lunar Canon Info
Updated - 4/23/24
Lunar's likes:
Sour skittles, Smarty’s, and chewy chips ahoy
Beanbags
Things that glow in the dark
Metal music, as long as it’s still intelligible
Peaches and bananas
Comic books
Spider lily flowers
Space and astrology related things
Making an entrance
Spigot
Uncrustables
Kingdom Hearts
Anything sugary
Chainsaw Man
Sushi
Making himself smaller for other people
Coffee (it's implied that he rarely, if ever, gets it though)
Tekken 8
Penguins
Friday Night Funkin
Lunar's dislikes:
The ocean
Putting ice in his drinks
The color red
History. In his words, history sucks and is like the worst subject in school
The color yellow
Football
Eclipse
Bloodmoon
The creator
Jack
Miscellaneous:
If Lunar gets too scared, he WILL cry
Unlike his brothers, he can eat food
When he is upset, anxious, tense, or getting scared, he makes a high pitched squeak sound that’s almost the equivalent of a whimper, but it sounds like a creaky door
His voice box has a concert hall sort of effect, in which a lot of reverb is added to whatever he says. There’s also another special function that lets him sound like he’s talking on an old radio station
He’s very sassy
He was originally made of nanomachines, before he was blown up by Eclipse
His birthday is August 11th
If he could have a pet, it’d be a chinchilla
He prefers showers over baths
He likes to act more childlike, although he himself is actually an adult
He has a habit of saying things that are very out of pocket
Lunar is slightly colorblind
He has weather based powers– namely wind and lightning
One of Lunar’s favorite games is Bloons TD6
His memory isn’t very good
Lunar doesn't wake up immediately and is groggy for a bit in the morning. He also screams every morning to help himself wake up more. His "wake up scream" also helps motivate him, too
It's implied that he watches Phineas and Ferb
He cleans himself via taking a sponge and scrubbing the metal parts of himself
Monty did design Lunar with the capability to change his clothes
Lunar's a sleep talker
Lunar can't read cursive, while Earth can
Lunar gets into a lot of trouble with small animals
When Lunar gets angry enough, he sounds more like Moon
Lunar can control wind, lightning, and heat (weather in general)
He's good at math
He occasionally eavesdrops on Earth’s therapy sessions with people if he finds the person attending interesting at all
Lunar doesn't know how to read Morse code
Lunar's comfort food is chips, and he eats them when stressed
When Lunar had a tail, his tail apparently was sensitive
Lunar's not good at rhythm games
Lunar has a stomach hatch that opens sideways like a cabinet door
Lunar sometimes makes the kids dance in the daycare. He even dances with them
#laes#tlaes#the lunar and earth show#tlaes lunar#lunar and earth show lunar#lunar and earth show#laes lunar#canon info
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I'm drawing your new bastard fish. Send help.
I didn't think this setting would get me to actually draw something as I rarely do, and am not very good at it, but I'm semi decent at pixel art. So here is Eclipse, the shadow under the ice himself, clutching with anticipation at the edge of an iceberg as he watches his prey on top of what they think is a safe zone. But he'll get them, eventually.
Eclipse - *Sinks below the water to instill the fear that he's out of sight but still lurking below just waiting for you to fall asleep or lower your guard*
The first one has my PenguinMerY/N, they're very small and the yellow parts near their eyes on their head are actually feelers or antenna like the decorative feathers some penguins have on their heads, but used to detect the movements of prey swimming far away and deep below. It helps them sense the ripples and disturbance of water, and also is the only reason they had even managed to run in time to escape alive from Eclipse.
- Food -
I also have a version with Eclipse and a normal human Y/N. The figure is simple and I put a rainbow for the face cause it's very difficult to get a detailed face or Y/N symbol in such a small amount of pixels so I didn't bother worrying over it.
- Eclipse and You -
Here's one with just Eclipse.
- Just Eclipse -
Finally here's one with the background. Yes I know there are inconsistencies with the water in a few but it wasn't until after I made copies that I realized I hadn't put any detail on the water in the background and unfortunately Pixilart doesn't allow me to edit things in a way to transfer Layers or copied things, or i was just dumb. So the water in the background and foreground might be a bit different in a few spots and images. But I dearly hope you like them and it's not annoying somehow.
- Frozen Seas -
AHHHH I'M EATING THIS PIXEL ART!!!
Babe, these are incredible! I absolutely love pixel art, like, love love pixel art! This is such a treat!!! I adore your Mer Penguin design!!! I'm gazing so hard at the composition with Eclipse lurking below and the blend of deep blue with the white ice and the beautiful yellow-green sky! It captures so much emotion and the character's personalities!!! Ahhh, I'm eating this! It's so pretty and I adore it!!!
Thank you so much for sharing! ♥
#i'm crying#i love pixel art and with orca!eclipse?!!?#amazing#augh i love this#apex polarity#apex polarity fanart#orca!eclipse#inkofheart
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𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 ♡ ᴅᴀʏ 6 ➡ 𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑
𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 . nsfw
𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐋𝐚𝐰 𝐱 𝐠𝐧! 𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐛! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
[𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝙻𝚊𝚠 ♡]
𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: @amisuh 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍: 𝙷𝚒𝚒 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 ? 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚡 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝙻𝚊𝚠 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 ? 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢/ 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 !
𝐓𝐰: nsfw. sex in a club. sex with a stranger. mutual masturbation. protected sex.
𝐰𝐜: 990 .𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
He rarely drinks, he rarely parties.
He has been dragged by his friends to that club;
it’s your birthday, let’s celebrate!
He feels dizzy, the world seems to be spinning for him. The loud music and the flashing lights are too much for his usual calm. But he is smiling, and laughing, and he feels hot. His yellow shirt stained with sweat and perhaps the contents of Penguin’s glass.
And there you are, looking at the most handsome man in all of the party. He is completely tattooed, whole chest, arms, hands, fingers. Oh, those fingers, you wish you could be sucking on them, you wish they were inside of you… You direct your gaze at him, hoping for him to notice your persistent stare. You are a little bit dizzy, but even if everything around would be spinning, he is the only thing you could clearly see.
Your hips swing with the rhythm of a sexy song you don’t really know its name, but that man has noticed you and despite his blushed cheeks he can’t stop looking at your sensual dancing body. Your hair flows, and it’s almost movie like, the steam, the lights, everything luring him. You are his mermaid, singing the melody of lust.
He smirks, his sloppily eyelids falling slightly over his silver eyes, himself coming closer to you. Even if you are being pushed, and him too by the people around, it’s only you and him. “It’s my birthday” he says, leaning forward to speak in your ear so you can hear him. The scent of his skin, his perfume, mixed with perhaps some fruity drink, his caramel flesh so inviting to your lips.
“Then let’s have a private party” you purr in his ear, while he places his hands on your hips. Your teeth graze the golden hoops hanging from his ears, making him slightly moan. He doesn’t seem to be the typical party guy, his dance moves aren’t the best and still is the sexiest man your eyes have ever seen in their life.
Your bodies get pressed enough to feel everything of the other, the people around you helping you to get squeeze in between them. Your lips almost touching, your lips finally meeting. A kiss that only breaks for you to take the last sip of your glass. Sweet elixir that mixes with the taste of his tongue when your mouth reunite.
You move against his body with a snake like motion, feeling his hardness growing beneath his black ripped jeans. “You are so hard” you tell him, biting his neck. “Am I?” he asks, sloppily laughing acknowledging you he is about to burst because of you.
“Let’s go” he says, snatching your hand and guiding you to the back of the club. Laughing you both search for somewhere to let your bodies meet, and soon you found an empty office. “It should be enough, but if not, I can fuck you in the bathroom” he says, widening his eyes to his own words. Surely, he is not used to do this but either way he is all in.
“Shh…” you shush him, placing your index over his kitty like lips. “Fuck me here or in the middle of the dancefloor, I don’t care” you purr, waiting for his reaction. He tilts his neck and violently puts you up over the side of an old desk. His hands slide from your lap up your body underneath your dress. Your fingers unbuckle his belt. Both make out like animals in heat.
The stranger in front of you does not waste a single minute and his hand reaches for your already so wet sex. He moves your panties aside, there’s no time to take them out. His tattooed fingers separate your labia, his thumb reaches for your clit. He is not rough; he is precise with his movements. Up, down, around, tracing cirles at the perfect pacing to make you squirm. For the very first time a man touches you like a woman should be touched, he has skills, he knows exactly what to do.
“Fuck…” you moan, “You surely know where the clit is” you continue. “I’m a med student, if I didn’t know I wouldn’t be where I am – ah!...” he informs you, ending his sentence with a moan as you surround his hard, dripping sex with your fingers.
The med student slides his middle and ring finger inside you, in that position you know it will make you squirt. Beckoning motions, with increasing velocity, making you throw your head back. He places his forehead on your shoulder as he does, because you haven’t stopped pumping his dick, up and down and sometimes with sweet taps over his gland. Mutual masturbating, panting, and whining, on the verge of coming both of you are.
But, masturbating is simply not enough. Not for him, neither for you. And from his pocket he takes a silver little package. His teeth rips open the corner of it. “Give me a sec” he says, sliding the rubber around his sex to be ready to fuck you.
“Hell yes, you are amazing. Prepared and keeping it secure” you bite your lip, this must be the best quickie you have had in your life. “I wasn’t planning on fucking anyone, but, I just couldn’t resist that look of yours”
Ready, he lifts your legs up allowing you to place your heels over the desk. Spread enough for him to go deep, you wait for him to fuck you. He guides his erection into your entrance, first resting a few centimetres in to make you scream and then going so deep.
His thrusts are perfect, his pounding rhythm so glorious. Your nails carving on his back, him moaning with his lips against yours. In perfect synchronicity he makes you reach heaven, coming, biting his lip, pulling from it. Soon after, with him still tracing circles around your clit, he comes too. His moans are nostrum, his frown and his eyes closed ecstasy…
“Happy birthday, hope you had enjoyed your gift” you giggle once he is out of you. “Thanks” he says, smiling softly at you. “What’s your name?” you ask, realizing you never asked. “Law. Can I ask for yet another gift?” he shyly asks.
“Sure, what is it?”
“Give me your number?” he says, handing you his phone… 💖
#trafalgar d law x reader#trafalgar law#trafalgardwaterlaw#trafalgar one piece#sashi-ya#trafalgar d. water law#trafalgar law x reader#hentober#kinktober 2022#one piece#law one piece#law x y/n#kinktober#law x reader#one piece x reader#one piece x you#one piece x y/n#one piece x oc#law imagine#trafalgar law imagine#trafalgar law one piece#trafalgar d water law#trafalgar law x y/n#sashi ya
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Since I'm talking about 2023 reads with the Fortnight of Books wrapup, I thought I'd show you the Penguin Clothbound Classics style covers I designed for two of my favorite obscure old-enough-to-be-classics books I discovered last year: The Good Comrade and Desire by Una Lucy Silsberrad.
I chose yellow as the main color for The Good Comrade, because it seems to fit the mostly-sunny adventurous vibe of the story, and it offers good contrast for the blue daffodils--the image that had to be chosen because of how the plot centers around Julia's scheme to solve her family's financial problems by getting her hands on a rare blue daffodil.
The cover for Desire required a bit more thought. Red and gold seemed like a good color scheme for a book focused on questions of wealth and romance and finding your passion--and for the autumn season when I first read it. I settled on plates for the imagery because the plot centers around Desire helping Peter to run his family's pottery business, which finds a new process for making plates. The silver platters symbolize Desire's wealthy background--she had everything in life handed to her on a silver platter. The more rustic plates are in gold, because the simple, but good, work is where Desire really finds fulfillment.
#artwork#books#desire#the good comrade#una lucy silsberrad#i did design a cover that had gold plates that were more obviously plates#but they were a bit too bold and cartoony#so i felt like this subtler and more rustic image worked better#even if you might not get it without explanation
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[Wings of Fire] IceWing Headcanons
Getting closer to the end of the tribe headcanon series. When I'm done with the tribes, I'm going to do continent headcanons, history headcanons, and tribe evolution headcanons.
IceWings had animus magic at one point, lost it and all of their animus-touched objects, and then got the magic back many centuries later. Some suspect that the magic was lost intentionally following one of their animi going insane.
IceWings are the most artistic tribe and are popular for their paintings, carvings, architecture, and music.
IceWings have the weakest immune system due to their lack of exposure to disease in the arctic.
IceWings mate for life and ones who don't are often judged and seen as lesser than.
IceWings have heated greenhouses near the kingdom's capital where they grow fruits and vegetables. These were gifted to them by an ancient animus IceWing.
Animal furs are the Ice Kingdom's leading industry in the economy. They also export narwhal horns and caribou antlers.
IceWings have the most variety when it comes to horn shape. Horn shape is usually genetic and varies most with the regions of the Ice Kingdom.
It is standard in the IceWing tribe for all IceWing dragonets to be raised practicing an artistic or athletic talent. This can be an instrument, form of art, physical talent (formal dancing, swimming, hunting, etc), or singing.
The biggest threat to IceWings in the Ice Kingdom is the environment itself. IceWings have to be cautious about blizzards and avalanches.
The IceWing Royal Family is represented by blue diamonds.
Traditional IceWing music is played with violins, violas, cellos, basses, harps, flutes, clarinets, pianos, chimes, gongs, and horns. IceWing music is typically formal and slow, just the right tempo for waltz-like ballroom dancing. IceWings pride themselves on their compositions and orchestral arrangements.
IceWings can have a range of patterns including gradients, dapples, speckles, feathery markings, and rarely, crystal-like patterns such as opalescence.
Besides the basic white, light grey, and pale blue scales, IceWings can also have purple and pink tinted scales, turquoise-colored scales, yellow-orange scales like a sunset or emperor penguin, and brown-tan scales.
One of the Ice Kingdom's most notable locations other than its palaces is the Crystal Plaza. The Crystal Plaza is a huge marketplace located slightly northwest of the center of the Ice Kingdom where IceWings from all over the kingdom sell and buy products from vendor stands. The Crystal Plaza is similar to the Scorpion Den but does not have any organized crime groups. The Crystal Plaza also resembles the Great Diamond in the old Night Kingdom but the plaza itself is only a small part of the market place which expands down organized rows away from the rhombus-shaped center.
Religious IceWings believe in the great Ice Queen, an ancient IceWing queen who is told to have raised the IceWings to greatness. The story of the Ice Queen describes how she conquered the harsh conditions of the Ice Kingdom and established the Ice Kingdom by leading a war against the Ice Monsters that live there. The Ice Queen trapped the monsters beneath the frozen ground of the kingdom, keeping them from being able to hurt her tribe. The Ice Queen has a large statue carved of ice dedicated to her in the Crystal Plaza that was created by one of the IceWings' first animi so that dragons can pay their respects to her. It is believed that the Ice Queen's soul exists as the northern lights and that she protects all dragons who follow the Principles of Eminence, a list of rules that were carved in ice, supposedly by the Ice Queen herself but they appear to be too recent to have been her.
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ぺんぺんぺんぎんピンク - Pen-Pen-Penguin Pink
#waccha primagi!#primagi#electro remix#digital#super rare#live#pen pen penguin pink#pen pen penguin#primagi studio chapter 3#coords#coord#white#pink#yellow
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in your arms
myoui mina x reader | fluff
wc: 900+
warnings: not proofread
a/n: first time posting on here :)
You had come back from work early tonight so you were excited to see Mina after working nonstop these past few days, but much to your disappointment, you didn’t spot Mina anywhere in the apartment. As soon as you stepped into the front door of your shared apartment you could sense the emptiness of the entire place. All the lights of the apartment were turned off, Mina’s shoes were not there, her jacket on the coat rack also wasn’t there. You walked into the kitchen and saw a yellow sticky note on the fridge. You placed your briefcase down on the kitchen island and walked over to the fridge while loosening the tie around your neck.
I promised the girls to go out with them so you don’t need to make dinner for me! I’ll be back in a bit <3
You read the sticky note and let out a small sigh. You were happy that she was hanging out with the other girls, but you still couldn’t bury the slight disappointment within you because you were looking forward to spending time and cuddling up with Mina since these were one of the rare days that you came home early. You folded the little sticky note with the small penguin drawing on it up and tucked it into your pocket before opening the fridge, trying to find something to eat.
You spent a while scavenging the fridge and at the end you decided to make ramen. You flipped through random channels on the TV while you waited for the water to boil up. Nothing really caught your attention so you put a random cartoon up and went back to the kitchen to finish cooking your ramen.
After you finished cooking the ramen you brought the bowl over to the living room and sunk into the couch. You blew on the noodles while keeping your eye on the TV. You still haven’t changed out of your work clothes, but it was whatever since you were starving and couldn’t hold your hunger back for any longer.
Without noticing, you devoured the noodles and by the time you looked down at your bowl, you had finished your food. You started to wonder if you should’ve cooked more for yourself, but then again you were too lazy to do so, so you paused the TV and washed the plate before heading to the bathroom to wash and change into more comfy clothes. You came back out of the shower in comfortable pjs and a thick blanket wrapped around you. Unpausing the TV, you found a comfortable position to lay down on on the corner of the couch.
Time passed and when you checked the clock it was already midnight. You were starting to get worried but you trusted Mina and the girls and decided to just take a small nap.
You began to stir awake when you felt something, or someone stroking their hands through your hair. A feeling of warmth and comfort consumed you as you let out a small sigh.
“Seems like someone’s awake now,” A familiar voice said softly. It was the same voice that you’ve never gotten tired of hearing even through all these years.
Your brain took awhile to take in the situation, but once you did, your eyes widened in shock, “Mina? You’re home?”
“I’m home, baby.” Mina smiles fondly at you, her eyes practically shining like the stars.
You let out a content hum, feeling her soft and delicate fingers brushing through your hair. Mina was the only person who could quite literally make you melt with just a touch.
“What time is it?” You asked her, seeing how dark it was outside.
“It’s past midnight, I came home only a few minutes ago.” Mina tells you, her voice quiet and soft.
“You should sleep, love,” You muttered, letting a small yawn escape from your mouth.
“I will, but I want to watch you fall asleep first.”
“Creepy,” You grinned playfully.
“Hey!” Mina giggles, flicking your forehead gently.
“Ow,” You said, faking the pain as you held your forehead with your hands.
“Sorry, I just think you look cute when you sleep,” Mina gives you a kiss on your forehead to soothe your pain. “Now go back to sleep okay? You need lots of rest.”
“Well you’re coming to sleep too then!” You pull Mina down, now you both laid side by side on the couch, your faces barely inches away from each other. Mina’s little giggles were music to your ears and her smile lit up your whole world- you just couldn’t get enough of her.
“I still need to wash up, YN,” Mina tells you, trying to get up, but you pull her back down with you.
“It’s okay, I can sleep with a stinky penguin for a night,” You smiled, giving her a small kiss on the lips.
“Hmph, I’m not stinky,” Mina pouts, turning her face away from you.
Your heart swelled up from her cuteness, so much so that you thought it was going to explode any second. “Awww, I’m sorry minari, you aren’t stinky, you smell amazing and I can’t get enough of it!” You buried your nose in the croak of her neck, inhaling her sweet lavender scent.
“Stopppp, I’m ticklish!” Mina tried her best to push you off while laughing hysterically but you were holding onto her like a koala.
“Come on now, we should sleep before we have trouble waking up tomorrow,” You said, your arms snacking around her waist and pulling her closer to you so now both of your bodies were flushed together.
“Okay okay,” Mina lets out an airy laugh, “Goodnight my love,”
“Goodnight my little penguin,” You kissed her lips again. The both of you savor this moment and fall asleep in each other’s arms.
#mina x reader#kpop x reader#twice#twice mina#mina fluff#twice oneshot#twice x reader#twice fluff#myoui mina#mina#fluff#kpop gg
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2024: Meet the Mods
The HBIC: Sav
Favorite color? My favorite color is green! Basically any shade, but especially mint and forest 💚
Favorite rare pair? This is a tie between YuTen and Makonora for me <3
If you were a bird what would you be? I’d love to say I’d be a crow, because I too like shiny things, hold grudges, and never forget a face, but tbh I’m probably more like a penguin.
The Creative: Orange
Favorite color? Believe it or not, not orange.
Favorite rare pair? I think the worst thing I ever wrote was Wing Beifong/Yao (the half man, half tree from Avatar Wan's time). That was... something. Anyway obviously I love crack ships.
How would you hide a body? OH this is such a hard question. I live right next to a very deep, very dark, very cold body of water full of predators. I can walk to a marina and a hardware store. I lift weights. I know how to sail. How good is the marina's security? But then again, how predictable. This time of year the coyotes down the hill have puppies to feed.
The Cute One: Joy
Favorite color? yellow 💛☀️🌻
Favorite rare pair? Tough decision…maybe teoaang. But Jetkka? Azutara? Tyshot? As Bumi says, you’ve got to open your mind to the possibilities.
What super hero would you be? Probably Spider-Man because I’m a smart ass. But realistically, is there a superhero that just sleeps all the time? That’s me.
Stay tuned for prompt suggestions, opening on April 19th!
Picrew link
#meet the mods#avatar wtf weekend#avatarwtfweekend#atla rare pairs#tlok rare pair#atla#tlok#fandom event
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Seeing as they have actual penguins at PPG tonight here's the three types of penguins we have in Aotearoa
The Korora /little blue penguin is the smallest penguin in the world , most common type in NZ
Hoiho/yellow eyed penguin, rare and found in the South Island of New Zealand
And my favorite the Tawaki or the fiordland crested penguin, rare and found in the rainforest in the South Island, round and silly looking on land wet cat in the water
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FIGHT TO MAKE IT UP
The Batman (2022)
bruce wayne x f!reader
Word count: - 3.4k
Masterlist / AO3 / Playlist / Song for this chapter
Themes: Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn, Crime Family, Thriller, Noire, Heist, Action, Comedy, Crime.
Warning: Graphic descriptions of bodily harm and hallucinations.
A/N: We are now rolling into the main plot of the story! After part 2 is released I'll be taking a tiny break just to polish up some stuff and might throw out some stand alone stories outside of the plot for fun!
Chapter five part 1:
I’m light as a feather, yet the strongest person can’t hold me for five minutes. What am I?
The stunned silence that invaded the space after the explosion of glass that showered the floor, vibrated through the residence that all stood idle in the tent. A pin could drop and the sound of it would be lost within the apprehension. The impedance ambience was lost within the puffs of the cold air.
The chime of the rain’s pitter patter was the only talkative entity, carrying whispers of paranoia.
At first, nothing. Nothing happened, Cobblepot gave it a minute for anything to happen before relaxing his tense shoulders. Raising a brow, turning to the doctor. The doctor had made the fast decision to cover his mouth and nose, knowing the chemical would fill up the space making the air unsafe to breathe. Bruce quickly caught onto this just by visually putting two and two together; do not breathe.
Bruce drew in a breath, he hoped would be his last while within the tent. He wasn't going to risk it. He needed a clear mind while here- as Bruce. Although he couldn’t care less about what would happen to him. He needed to see how this played out, he was given the rare opportunity of being in the heart of something and he wasn't going to waste it for a few gasps. Slapping his own hand over his mouth and nose while he observed.
“Well count that little accidental experiment a failure.” chuckled the penguin. The doctor didn’t appreciate the joke as he edged closer out of the tent. He was mumbling something but it was inaudible.
Bruce alarmingly took a mental note of how everyone but him and the doctor were just breathing in the air, unbothered. Even Y/n was panting after using a large amount of her strength to pull Sausages back. She was bent over with her hands on her knees, catching her breath.
The hue of the room turned a slight tinge of a greenish yellow- not too noticeable but just enough that everything was slightly tinted. Dick squinted, blinking several times unsure exactly if he picked up on the slight change or if it's always been like that and just- never noticed. Still confused he rubbed both of his eyes. As if that made any difference.
Slapping her knees, Y/N inhaled sharply before reaching over and assisting Sausages off the floor. He staggered of course still in shock over the silly little scene and panic he created. Guilt and remorse cradled in his throat. He swallowed hard, looking at the floor refusing to look up at anyone while the shrooms made everything still bubble in his vision. That and the guilt and shame he felt was intensified.
“Fuck- I’m sorry what- what was in those bottles?” stuttered Sausages.
“You’d be lucky if you don’t find out.” spoke up the doctor, full of spite. He was the only one bothered by the accident- alarmingly so. His stare was that of a scientist looking at test subjects. His eyes bounced between those in the tent with him- trying to pick up on any slight changes. He first noticed Dick trying to adjust his vision then the twins whose eyes became clouded.
Y/N snapped her head up and rolled her eyes to the man who stood in the corner. “What do you mean by that?” she spat out. “What the hell do you mean ‘you’d be lucky if you don't find out.?” She raised her voice. Something was wrong- something was really wrong and she was picking up on it. shifting to look at Bruce, noticing his hand over his mouth and his watchful eye. Silently watching everyone just like the doctor. It made her more alert. Even Bruce-fucking-rich-boy-parents-fund-Wayne knew something was wrong.
With the doctor hesitating, Cobblepot butted in. “Whoa whoa-” The penguin paused, leaned back and opened up his arms, flashing a friendly but uncanny lopsided smile. “Nothing happened! It's been what- a minute?-”
“Three minutes.” Interrupted Bruce. “It's been three minutes.” He eyed the doctor who refused to remove the protective barrier over his nose and mouth. Bruce then noticed the slight hue of green to his skin- to… Everything around him. Instantly regretted correcting Penguin as he had let too much air escape from his lungs.
“Alright, pretty boy. No one likes a ‘know it all’.”
“Symptoms are predicted to take place within the 5-10 minute frame.” the doctor murmured. It was hard to hear him since he had his hand over his mouth. He was practically itching to leave the tent by inching further and further away. He had noticed the change of colour in the room. He knew he had to act fast before they reached the time frame.
“Jonathan, If I throw a dog a bone, I don't want to know if it tastes good or not.” Penguin fell back down into his chair, causing a reaction of air escaping his lungs as the chair rocked. “It’s a failure! I have no fucking clue why Falcone even dealt with you in the first place. Or even agreed to take on your little weird experiment.” Exhaling, as he looked at his lap, contemplating. “God knows why I even bothered.”
From the little pieces of information that Cobblepot let out- Bruce couldn't help but wonder- what has this got to do with his mother’s pearls? What is this doctor who goes by Johnathan's intentions? Why this circus? Why here and why now? But obviously and more importantly what the fuck was in those bottles.
As Bruce pondered, he felt something tap against his feet. Looking down to investigate to then be welcomed by horror. Fading in and out of sight were pearls, pearls from a necklace. Several of them had rolled to his foot but there was no clue on where they originated from.
Alarmed, Bruce realized he had some of the gas in his system.
The doctor opened up the tent flap with the intention to leave. He stalled for a moment with a bounce in his step. Turning his head slightly into the tent pulling out a gasmask. Bruce’s eyes grew wide. Whatever was about to unfold. ‘Johnathan’ wanted to stick around and watch also but he was prepared. The doctor clipped the mask on then walked back into the tent. Once finally adjusting the straps to fit his head he started to breathe heavy breaths. His shoulders raised and fell.
The sight, Bruce envied as his lungs and chest began to sting. Screaming for him to gasp.
Cobblepot chuckled at how ridiculous the doctor looked. “Okay doc- no need to be so eccentric.” joked Penguin. “So, sweetheart-” he opened up his hand and lazily lifted it towards Y/N. “Let's get back onto the topic-”
“I don’t think now is a good time Oz…” she let out.
“I think now is a better time than any-”
“What the fuck was in those bottles.” Sausages coughing and spattering, barely able to get a word out. He was sweating, avoiding looking up. He looked uncomfortable. Y/N has never ever seen him like this before and she knows it isn't the mushrooms- magic mushrooms were supposed to be soft but whatever Sausages was going through was making him react badly.
Too afraid to look up. He didn't know why but he felt like the tent was getting smaller and smaller. The room was getting stuffier- humid. Harder to breathe. It was like his lungs were filling up with sand, his lungs struggled to inhale as it felt like he was trying to breathe in something solid.
“Fear is a powerful thing.” Spoke out the doctor exhaling with new found confidence. He stood up straight and pulled out a notebook. His breath rattled, ringing behind his voice. The filter was old, it sounded old. This couldn't have been his first rodeo if the mask sounded worn.
“Why are you suddenly talking about fear?” Asked Y/N with dismay. She was the only one able to talk. For some unknown reason the twins were too focused on the skin of their arms. The Grayson boy was paralysed as his face grew red and his eyes glassy. Cobblepot worked his jaw, suddenly fixated on something besides the doctor- but nothing was there.
Flipping through the pages the doctor felt nice enough to answer Y/N’s question. He let out a breathy chuckle. “It’s how we as a species have evolved and managed to survive our predators. Our entire brain is built around the amygdala- the part of the brain that activates fight or flight. When in situations of feeling danger and uncertainty. The brain finds comfort in some sort of control. We humans rely on simulation mechanisms- our ancestors saw situations that challenged their safety and well being but overcame them. It's fascinating how that all works out?”
“Speak English!” Cried out Sausages. Y/N’s wrinkled face, disquiet about Sausages until she saw it. In the reflection of the doctor’s gasmask, right behind her stood a tall black silhouette. The figure was just a shadow that had sharp pointed demon horns and white piercing eyes that gave a haunting stare. Just exactly how she saw it that night.
the whites of his eyes she did catch showed anger- raw anger. This was an animal, an unhinged and powerful myth before her.
“You're about to see- if not already, your worst fears and I want to see how you all react. It was supposed to be used on the main performance of the night but Beggars can’t be choosers though. Am I right, Ozwald?”
The words rang in the young Grayson’s ears. ‘Main performance of the night.’ That was him and his family- The doctor had intended to let out whatever gas was in the room with them, out during that performance. The Grayson's were supposed to have an audience of roughly three hundred. Those bottles couldn't have had the dosage for that many people- surely not?
Cobblepot's lips trembled and his eyes wavered. “Falcone?” Cobblepot whined. The doctor dropped his head and sighed letting his arms fall limply beside him. The penguin was seeing a dead man. Jonathan took note that Oz’s fear was a man who held more power than him. The very man who he aimed to replace.
The mysterious gas was actually working.
“You didn’t answer the fucking question!” Y/N ventured forward with her arms in front of her with full maleficent intent to strange the doctor.
She didn't know until she tried to move that her mind and body was separate. Her physical self staggered behind her. Dragged along but still stuck to the hip like a shadow or conjoined twins.
Charging to Y/N, Bruce snatched her from behind. She latched her nails into the side of Sausages for support while Bruce pulled her backwards. Putting his hand over her mouth and nose, with intent to get her out of there- and Sausages while Y/N was still attached to him. Bruce was being rough but now isn't the time to be delicate.
The twins and the Penguin were acting odd, it was becoming blatantly clear; Whatever that gas is- it was fucking up with the senses. First sight. The longer they all stayed in it the stronger it affected those in it.
Cobblepot rose up to his feet, arms in the air. “Li-listen it's not what it looks like.” he was sweating, talking to the space in front of him. Talking to no one. “Someone needed to take the position! Gotham needed someone!”
Y/N panicked from the surprise and squirmed in Bruce’s arms letting out muffled screams and cries. Quickly losing grip of Sausages causing him to flop onto the floor wailing.
Y/N’s eyes fixated onto the doctor. The dark knight that watched her through the doctors’ glass eye pieces watched her shriek and shout. He- the dark knight was the one who she saw seize her, with his demonic claws over her mouth- trying to suffocate her. He knew what she did, her crime of murder and he was now here to reap her sin.
Clawing at his hand and elbowing his chest, Y/N gasps for air as she squirmed under Bruce's touch. He couldn't let her go and risk her trying to breathe in what was in the room. Not knowing the full consequences of a gasp wasn't worth the risk to Bruce. He had no idea what she was seeing, he didn't even want to think of the possibilities in the moment. Just that they all needed to get out of the tent.
With the wind knocked out of him from a sharp stab of her elbow to his chest, Bruce barely managed out a “Don’t breathe.” With that she slipped out of his grasp and staggered forward. Spinning around wheezing shaky breaths. Bruce’s eyes widened- she was taking short deep breaths.
The one who was behind her- who had grabbed her wasn't the man she feared in the night. It was Bruce? She could have sworn it was-
Watching him struggle to hold his breath again after emptying out his lungs. She averted her gaze to Sausages who was scurrying on the floor. Pointing aggressively at the twin who were aggressively scratching and ripping apart their own skin. One was letting out gruesome screams and yells.
“Spiders- there's fucking spiders under my skin!- I feel them under my eyelid- It's crawling across my eyes!” Cried out one of the twins. While the other was aggressively gouging his skin raw till it bled.
“It's underneath.” He repeated several times over and over in a shallow, haunting whisper as his skin drew blood. In a trance he drugged his nails into his flesh, digging through his skin and muscle trying to to pull out something that wasn’t there. “It's under there I know it.” He sang.
Dick stood there in terror, he had never even seen anything like it. Something he was seeing in front of him was making his eyes water, his lips curl up and his brows to crease. He looked terrified. Y/N could guess a million things a child could see that would make them act like that but this kid seemed indifferent to the basics of what would keep a child up at night.
Her vision slanted slightly, everything was moving only subtly. Just before she blinked the visuals in front of her would distort only to a degree. If she stared long and hard enough everything would look normal but in her peripheral vision it appeared that everyone was staring at her. Staring with a dark look clouded over their eyes.
Blinking to try and adjust her vision, those just out of sight all looked like the man she killed earlier. The man with the hole in his head. With him looming near, all colour evaporated leaving behind only high contrasts of black and white. This made it hard to distinguish anything besides the harshness of light and dark.
‘Oh god’ she thought. ‘Oh god no.’ Blood pressure ran high as her ears rang with her head beating out of her chest, the dead guy’s ghost was haunting her. Clasping her hands over her head as she kneeled down cowering into herself and shook her head repeating to herself. “He isn't here, he is in the car.”
In Front of Bruce was unfolding the beginning of hysteria. They all had been in the tent far too long and all of them apart from the doctor had some gas in their blood. Making a rather calculated mistake, Bruce took a breath. Every inhale felt like a stab with forty hot needles right into the lungs causing him to gasp in pain.
With the air becoming thicker- it felt like swimming in a milkshake. Y/N tried to see where the gasps of pain were coming from to then have the unbearable sensation of being sucked through a black hole. Like someone was holding one part of her face forcing her to look one way while she tried to look another.
Her head felt like it was a few seconds lagging behind as everything was doubling in vision. There she saw Bruce bent over, gripping his chest, wheezing. There was two of him.
Feeling a small hand ring itself around her arm to then pull her. She stumbled then fell out of the tent from a sharp shove. Rolling into the mud, she was embraced by the crisp air and the downpour. The crisp air outside- the fresh air hit like a bulldozer but everything was still distorted. Those who walked past the tent had their faces slanted- their right eye would be on their cheek while their nose was dripping off their face. It was like looking at an uncanny Picasso painting but with rotting flesh and pinhole eyes.
Dick was the only one currently that was able to grasp some sort of control- throwing Y/N out of the tent. Convincing himself that the horror before him wasn't real. He mustered up strength to move towards Bruce, but to Bruce. Dick was a mirror reflection of his younger self. The terror and loneliness on his face as he inched closer.
“We need to get out of here!” Yelled dick jumping up to pull Bruce down to his level. All Bruce could hear was instead the cries of a child who just witnessed someone that would change his life forever. Noncoherent words and jumbles of languages. The second thing affected by the gas was sound.
Penguin Hysterical over seeing Falcone in front of him. His neck twisted in an unnerving angle blabbering something about a rat with wings? Every step he took closer towards Oz made his limbs become more elongated. Abnormal and inhuman.
Enough was enough. The doctor got enough information, he could have gotten more but he knew when to draw the line. Casually strutting over to Penguin to then sigh at his pathetic whimpers.
The doctor with little to no effort, grabbed Oz by the arm and pulled him outside of the tent to the stinging fresh air. Once the doctor noticed that the tent had a cloud that was growing larger above it. He realized that being outside would be no different from being inside soon enough. The gas was working too well.
“This worked out better than I could have hoped.” the doctor said in-between pants. “I told you, it wasn’t going to be a waste.”
“Oh shut up you freak. I just saw a fucking dead man in there!” Penguin was hunched over, splattering his guts up. Too scared to even open his eyes. At least his hearing was picking up fragments of what was actually English.
“It wasn't real- But it felt real right?” he joked gleefully. He was then rewarded with a sneer from Penguin for his comment.
“You think this is funny?”
Clearing his throat, the doctor brushed past Cobblepot’s comment. “I managed to clearly see two stages form within the subjects and now we just have to get a more enclosed space to test the full potential and stabilize the formula-”
“Subjects? You fucking have some nerve.” He straightened his back, standing upright. “You're insane. You’re actually fucking insane! I’ve just lost two of my own in there and two scummy rats- not to mention Gotham City’s richest man in there.”
“I’m very passionate about my work.”
“Okay Crane. Tell that to the GCPD who will very likely show up at some point. All this leads back to me!” Stabbing a finger into the doctor's chest.
“But Ozwald. The chemical works!”
“We’ll discuss this properly later but first and foremost I’m getting the fuck out of here. And next time you think about doing something like that. Get me a god dayum gasmask too.” Starting to waddle off shaking his head. Cobblepot was still feeling the gas’s effects. The fresh air did nothing to help the ease.
In every face of every person was a hint of Falcone. Everyone had a ghost that's haunting them, and Penguin wished his ghost stayed dead.
Fleetingly looking over his shoulder back at the scene. A glimpse of one of the twins who had ripped the skin of his arm exposing his muscles that were flexing was crystal clear. He was prying apart his arm muscles to look further within his anatomy. Inspecting as his skin was cleanly pulled back. Stuck in a trance. The image made Penguins stomach churn as he snapped away. That was forever going to be with him. He didn't even know if it was the gas messing with him still or if that was actually real.
“I think I may have forgotten to even ask why you're so keen on this.” asked Penguin.
Without betraying a single though. Crane responded. “You can control a lot with fear.”
#The Batman#Robert Pattinson#Battinson#batman x reader#Battinson x reader#fanfiction#battinson x reader#bruce wayne x reader#DC
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