I think I forgot to post this, lol! It's wing AU and Miguel has bat wings, and Miles has red tailed black cockatoo wings.
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I think I forgot to post this, lol! It's wing AU and Miguel has bat wings, and Miles has red tailed black cockatoo wings.
Happy Birthday to the spooky menace. Looks like someone got dibs on bestowing him with birthday kisses. š
I had this sitting on my desk for nearly a year and managed to finish it just in time for today. :)
Forgive the weird coloring, I accidentally spilled water on my desk a few days ago and had to rescue my drawings from damage. š„²
This is also a belated gift to myself since I was too sick to celebrate last week.
@13thx for angel dr
She was getting used to them. Slowly. Trying to figure out what was going on. She knew she could touch people now, and the amount of sensation she was starting to have in the stone was edging towards alarming, every day there was more feeling and less static. And they weren't as heavy as stone, she wasn't being yanked back all the time. But saving the world wouldn't wait. She was hunched over a terminal, rewiring it, keeping her movements minimal. That was the other issue. The wings made her so visible.
As far as she knew there had been no life signs on the station. The collison course it was on was an unfortunate side effect of no malice, but just drift over years of the station being unmanned. The moon it would take out would not only wipe out a bunch of species, though, but throw the whole universe off kilter, so she had to get it rewired post haste. She was nearly done, though, carefully weaving two wires together, her coat splayed on the floor behind her, not thinking about anything but the delicate work in her hands.
ok but wingverse? wingverse
Prompt: Wingfic!verse, player and team of your choice, his wings have started changing colors, but it also means his old feathers are scraggly and molting weirdly, and the urge to preen is overpowering.
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Mitch is the one who catches him in the locker room, wings outstretched as he tries to contort his body to reach the molting pigeon feathers between his shoulder blades. John sighs. He really should have waited to do this at home, but the itch was just too unbearable.
āMatty? You still in here? Did I leave my- oh.ā Mitch stops short when he sees him. Not that itās unusual for guys to have their wings out in the locker room or anything, but John had been keeping his stowed away for a reason.Ā
He clears his throat.Ā āAuston already left. Is there something I can help you find?ā
Mitch blinks and shakes his head as if he just realized heād been staring.Ā āOh! Uh, no no, itās cool, I just thought maybe Iād left my phone charger in his bag but it can wait until next practice; I mean, I have extras and stuff.ā He bites his lip, a move Johnās come to realize as Mitch trying to stop himself from rambling.
Thereās a beat of silence before they both start talking at once.
āItās okay to-ā
āI could help if-ā
They both pause. John hasnāt let anyone touch his wings since⦠Well. He hasnāt had anyone touch his wings in a long time. And yet Mitch looks so hopeful, and the itch of new feathers isnāt going to just go away.
Mitch seems to realize heās crossed a line and starts to back away.Ā āSorry, sorry, Iāll just-ā
āMitch, wait.ā John lets out a sigh and some of the tension drops from his shoulders.Ā āIf you want to help, Iādā Iād like that.ā
Hello, hello, itās been a while since I last drew the spooky man. Sadly, I had been too busy to post this by Halloween.
Explanation of my Scarecrow attire design ahead.
1st image: I added knee pads because falling down is painful and health insurance is nonexistent.
2nd image: This mask design is me embracing my skin imperfections.
Severe facial eczema? The perfect inspiration for a patchwork pattern. Scars near the eyebrow and eye? One mouth corner is more slanted downwards? Add those in as stitches.
3rd image: Jonathanās gas mask without the attached filters because I want to show off the skull design. The mouth slits also double as a voice amplifier.
And of course, I couldnāt forget his favorite son, Malpense. :)
āWould you like to keep me company while I read, Malpense?ā
āCaw.ā
Iām two days late but happy Fatherās Day to Jonathan Crane, best crow dad to my five shapeshifting crow OCs that I took away from another OC, haha.
If anyone wants to know more about my verseās Hattercrow or the crows, feel free to send me an ask! I do enjoy info dumping :)