#one winged glider

[blondedingdong]

Yooo listen up, this is the story of two besties who have faves so they made oc's for rp and comfort. *awkwardly raps* In other words, my chosen sibling @g0dp4rticl3 and I just love doing silly shit with Megalo Don and Sephiroth and we have oc's inspired by them so shenanigans and other wild shit ensues. And I love every second of it. B) Just... the fact that it's FN and FF and we go "Let's make this work." makes me so happy cuz we're just back at our bullshit. XD Sephi's TH profile is HERE. Requ's TH is over THERE. ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ [Where to find me] Toyhouse | Linktree

[proxycrit]

Yall really like these guys with wings so here’s some more doodles! Im busy with commission work and won’t be active for a good while, but I’ll try to post more doodles ever so often. (Ahh the joy of drawing my favorite guys… it fills me with joy.)

[roadunk1ll]

I’m back on my bs (yuzuru hanyu inspired Tim figure skater brain rot) he occupies my mind 24/7

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

I don't know of someone has seen this lore drop, I got it from TikTok about the Xbox glider and even if it wasn't real let's consider this:

Instead of Traveler, Reader is the one chosen to become the new ruler of Khaenri'ah, a vessel for unlimited Abyssal power, becoming the key to the world's near-annihilation.

Wether Reader decides to follow this scheme or reject it and flee from the Abyss it's up to you. But if the run away, they're still corrupted by the whole process –probably– and maybe closer to how Skirk or Arlecchino look; they're human but the Abyss and Khaenri'ah's traces are there, adorning their skin, a strange glint in their hollow eyes. Of course, they probably are very powerful too.

And then they meet Childe and subsequently Foul Legacy (or they just meet Foul Legacy and we leave our favorite ginger boy out of this). Moth shenanigans ensue.

What could possibly go wrong? It's just your (Lovely) Eldritch Abyssal Monster and Abyss Vessel!Reader

— 🕯️ Anon

YESSS I SAW IT I WAS LIKE Y'ALL PUT SUCH HEAVY LORE IN AN XBOX GLIDER??? GOODNESS GRACIOUS...

you never chose this path- you weren't given an option to begin with. the Abyss saw you first, deeming you perfect, wonderful, just right for a vessel, and you were dragged away from the light you adored. indeed you were Khaenri'ahn-born, but to be forced into servitude under the delusion of being crowned the "new ruler" of a crumbling nation is madness even for you- and you lived among madness all your life. so the first chance you got, you ran. through the winding, twisted tunnels and caverns of the Abyss; past your home, all ablaze; up and out into the sun. it blinds you at first, burning the Abyssal energy locked in your body and crisscrossing over your skin, and you confine yourself mostly to the shadows, slowly becoming a figure of folklore. a haunting shadow with stars on your skin and no light in your eyes, yet only violent towards the Abyssal creatures who seek to cage you once more

Foul Legacy is the exception, as he never wanted to trap you. he followed your scent instead, curiously, the scent of fading starlight and ice. Legacy approaches you quietly, carefully, keeping low to the ground- human-types always seem to scream when anything is larger than then- tilting his head and letting out a soft coo. you glare at him for a moment, but sigh and nod, permission to curl up by the small fire you have going, and Legacy's glimmering wings happily wiggle as he settles in the grass. he rests his head on his claws, watching you with a wide, glittering eye, occasionally chirping and trilling quietly. there's no response from you- that's alright. you're not trying to hurt him, and that's something. he makes no moves to get any closer, perfectly content giving you some space and observing his potential new friend

when he falls asleep, you can faintly hear sweet, gentle purrs, and your jaded heart softens. just a little

[starzovermarz]

guess who has a fursona nowww

One of my instagram friends designed me one, and aghhh <3 it's awesome

(the drawing they sent me of it is below :] )

Their style is so much cuter than mine ahsjdjk

[electric-plants]

hehe new week which meanssss it’s time to finally get inazuma’s glider which is ALSO the last one i need :3

[blackcat2907]

so luffy can’t fly in the birb au but cat he glide? like a sugar glider?

FIRST OF ALL! SUGAR GLIDERS MY BELOVED! I LOVE THOSE LITTLE CREATURES!

Secondly, he can glide. Most devil fruit uses can glide but only for a few feet and that's it before they start to plummet.

[kittykallikat]

Just throwing a thought out there, there's a lot of allusions to fontaine already being sunk which got me thinking its like a giant veluyiram mirage, fontaine is "real" but not really real

Perhaps the indemnitium is collected for something akin to how the end of bottleland event with the shinrou casket

Just like the wishes, the oratrice collected the people's belief in justice over time to be used for something

[discoballera]

every day i am reminded that people on reddit cannot read oh my GOD

[voskhodart]

Through the great fortune of me being an aerospace engineer, my fantasy world’s dragons are going to be all kinds of fucked up.

[earthsparked]

Seekers are weird birds head cannons my beloved

Do you know those gliding wingsuits? Imagine a human wearing one of those and gliding in a mountain range. Unfortunately, that area is considered deception territory, and one of the elite seeker trine is sent out to investigate. As soon as the human is spotted, however, any cohesive thoughts are out the window because they look like a seekerling. That is a baby seeker alone in the cold!! Where is it's trine?? Baby alone and cold?? Seekers are highly social and very protective of their young, so for them, it's instinct to take care of any seekerlings they can find (I'm imagining either Skywarp or Thundercracker as the yoinker). They bring the human back to hq, and Starscream is infuriated

SS: How. How do you confuse a human for a seekerling?!

SW: BUT look at how stinking CUTE it is?! *holds up human*

TC:...They are really cute, and so small...

SS *beating back the bird emotions because frag the human does look like a seekerling but almost cuter because soft and small*:...Fine. But you both are taking care of it!!

Poor human has just accepted their fate. But it's not actually that bad, all things considered. They get three extra friends to go flying with and get to hang with giant robots. The only problem is that they have three giant fighter jets posted up in their backyard (the human threatened to never go flying with the trine again if they didn't bring them back home).

That’s so cute 😭 I love the concept of wingsuiting! It’s really one of those purely human bad ideas that sound like it shouldn’t be done ever, but you see a video of it and…damn that’s cool.

Bird-Seekers and their new fledgling. Trying so hard to teach you to fly their way, but you can’t. You just know Starscream is going to make Shockwave make you a tiny jetpack or something. Jet powered hang glider.

…Or just teach you to fly in their alt modes. Then you come home one day and they’ve stolen a Eurofighter Typhoon for you and it’s just in your backyard. It’s a shame you weren’t born with wings, but you earned the sky. The trine is now a quartet.

Bonus point for them trying to feed you. And/or pushing you off cliffs to get you to fly. Because fledgling. And puffing up their armor and nesting on you. Defending you from anyone that’s not a Seeker.

Megatron unwisely walking into the Seekers quarters, which now resembles a giant nest filled with takeout containers: Starscream! Why isn’t your trine on patrol -

Megatron: gets treated to a three-Seeker chorus of broody velociraptor noises and afterburner engines screaming at him

[phoenixcatch7]

Asdfghjkl Damian, if asked about the blood son thing: My Time Has Come

Poor b, running through the first three stages of grief in the half second it takes for Damian to open his mouth: you know what? Fine. Fine. Go ahead. By the time I die I'm going to be a mythical figure. Why not.

Actually, the idea was that B would be taken in his human body. His doll form would be left behind in the wreckage, carried back the manor and patched together under cover of darkness. The connection remains, hut it's paper thin.

Time stream Bruce trying to sync his down time to match up with the whispers he can just barely catch on the edge of his hearing so he can try and listen to his kids talking to his body 🥺.

But the dolls sometimes get impatient. When Dick claimed the Robin and then later the Nightwing dolls he was the one to venture down to the Tea Party and meet them.

The night the batman doll is repaired, he goes to bed late. He's staying in the manor again, to keep an eye on the newly arrived and half feral Damian, he's being pulled in all directions, he's got bludhaven to take care of, his job he's clinging to by his fingernails, he's got a kid raised in a death cult who's just lost his father, the family is unbalanced and acting out without their lynchpin (and main adult), Alfred is taking it badly, Tim is hyperfocusing and about to do himself an injury, the league is about to start sniffing around - well meaning concern and offered aid, sure, but the dolls are an impenetrable layer of privacy and security against the darkness of Gotham that unprepared heroes lack. He can't decide what to do.

He's half asleep out of sheer exhaustion when the lock on his bedroom door clicks. He freezes. Subtly cracks an eye.

There's a dark, looming shape in the now open doorway, eyes blank and glowing. Dick bolts upright, catches the glimpse of poisoned spikes and bared, metallic teeth.

He screams.

The hallway light clicks on, voices swarm, and he hears the exact instant they spot the figure by the way it goes absolutely silent.

Tim edges around the figure, eyes wide. He places a pale hand on the elbow of the Batman.

The doll doesn't move.

Tim shakes it slightly, as the others try to sneak around the huge shape without touching it. His eyes are glassy.

The doll is empty.

Jason quietly takes him aside, then, as Dick slides out of bed and pads closer. Everyone is gathered in the room then, even Damian and Alfred, and he's ignoring any glint of weapons he might see.

The doll appeared, on its own terms, in his room. He's never been creeped out by his adoptive father's blank eyes in this form, but now he has the distinct impression it's looking right back, even as the ears remain still and unmoving, empty of an occupant. It feels like there's something crawling up his spine.

He reaches out a hand, presses it against the engraved symbol on the chest.

The world goes white.

He opens his eyes, eight feet tall, and everyone is staring up at him in horror.

Wayne doll house: demon children.

Idea: each of the batkids is theorised to have a different origin.

Thing is, there's so many of them. The oldest is actually the youngest in body. It seems to be able to share memories with those who follow. It changes design right before a new bat appears.

The hero in the town over is definitely one of them, but what's it doing over there?? Asking just gets non-answers.

What happened to the ones that the Joker tried to destroy? One - the oldest and smallest - came back, but different, whereas the other - the purple and orange one - came back for a while and then vanished again for good.

None of them seem to age??

The first, smallest, oldest, it seemed to be some sort of circus performer? It gave its acrobatics to the blue one when it arrived, grew clever and defensive. It gave that to the skull headed red one, focused on technology and detective work after the Incident. Then again, and again, and one time even the bat changed along with it, but though the bat returned to normal the little Robin didn't, and now it's just as stabby and creative as it is small and creepy.

It's a good sort of creepy now, after over a decade of beating up bad guys and comforting victims, Gotham has gotten used to it, but outsiders don't much like it.

The justice league have a different opinion.

They know, or at least can observe, that the... Souls? Brains? Programs? Switch around, that it's not memories but persons that bring the new bats to life.

They just don't know where batman gets them. The new one, especially, is very circumspect.

For all this talk of the blood son, all the bats calling it demon child with varying levels of fondness, the way batman doesn't deny the claims...

Thing is the bat doesn't have blood. Everyone's well aware of this by now. Whatever sulpheric black tar he and the bats leak probably-certainly isn't blood, or at least... Not anything with dna.

So... What blood?? If not the bat's, why does it tie the newest mind of Robin to him?

Captain marvel is the first to think of an idea.

A blood child of a demon for a blood ritual for a demon.

Constantine and Zatanna second the notion - it's perfectly possible. Reasonable, even. The bat admitted himself he had no way to procreate the way humans did, nor any interest in doing so. Wanting a legacy was perfectly normal.

Except he already had, what, seven, eight, nine kids? He loved all of them, it was clear, and he'd always seemed happy with them. He'd even sighed over how many he had, had rebuffed the teasing about getting more. The new Robin mind had been a surprise to everyone, and the old one in a new body had been a little salty about it.

So the new theory was that batman hadn't decided to get a new Robin. Maybe the old mind had been ejected unwillingly! It had happened at roughly the same time batman had gotten a new personality - maybe the incidents were related?

But if batman hadn't done the ritual... Who had?

Who would do something like that???

Cultists. Cultists would do something like that. But giving the bat a son unwillingly seemed... A very odd goal, even for that type.

So... Had they messed up? Had they tried to summon the bat with a blood sacrifice ritual, and summoned a demon instead? Had it partially worked? Was the bat susceptible to demon summonings?? Did the summoning damage his own mind/consciousness/soul in some way, and that led to the creation of the new demon child while the bat changed until he'd healed????

How kind of batman to take it in!

Tldr; the league thinks Robin V is a demon born/created through a failed summoning ritual involving blood sacrifice that made batman like puns until he healed. The truth is the canon events of Damian arriving at the manor only for b to get tossed into the time stream, becoming the Robin to nightwing-batman while Tim, who is much less annoyed about it than canon, focuses on getting him back. Lmao.

[hauntingrabbits]

Batman my little pony AU. Part 2 here, Part 3 here

More info on these under the cut!

1. Sundown Mane/Batpony (Bruce Wayne)

His backstory & general situation is pretty much identical to every other batman out there so I wont get into it.

Other notes:

-His cutie mark is a masquerade mask that I tried to make vaguely bat-shaped. The general public sees his Cutie Mark through the lense of his reputation, and he leans into it heavily to obscure the truth. In interviews, he presents it as being tied to hosting galas (it’s the reason he started hosting those huge masquerade balls in the first place) and/or his fashionable looks, but in truth it’s far more representative of his stealth and disguise capabilities, as well as his masked night time hobbies as a whole.

-He’s not an actual bat-pony in any way, the bat wing appearance is just the costume (intentionally designed that way for intimidation, battle, and obscuring his identity further). Though most citizens assume he’s a true bat-pony, other rumors range from him being a vampire, to an Earth pony with false tech-based wings, to a magically disguised alicorn, to a spirit of the night.

-If Batman were actually to be a pony I think he’d 100% be an earth pony, because his big thing is relying on skill and tech rather than power and he has the whole “normal guy amongst gods” thing going on. HOWEVER. There are actual bat ponies in this show. How am I not supposed to utilize that somehow for the guy whose name is BATMAN? Also with Sundown I think being a Pegasus just fits the playboy personality front he puts up. I don’t know why, its just vibes.

-I think he just doesn’t fly much while patrolling as batpony, instead using his wings for extra jump or for intimidation and cover like with his cape. They’re probably steel-tipped or something too. He doesn’t rely on flight for advantage and trains entirely grounded because he doesn’t want to be dependent on flight and find himself lost if his wings are ever incapacitated.

2. Apollo Honeyscales/Two-Face (Harvey Dent)

Fascinated by the Equestrian legal system and craving a more organized society than what was offered by his generally disorderly and solitary fellow Chimeras, Apollo moved to Gotham to pursue higher education. Unfortunately, ponies are often intimidated by, if not downright terrified of Chimeras, so though Chimera cultures usually give each head equal social weight and three individual names, Apollo quickly adapted to instead try to present himself as pony-like as possible. He used a singular name and pronoun for his whole body, presented the less intimidating, herbivorous-looking goat as his “main” head, and eventually even took to having a faux Cutie Mark applied for media and court appearances. Prior to the attack, the lion and the snake head were never seen talking in public, and even in private the only ponies to have heard them speak were his close friends Sundown Mane and Glider Gold.

After being attacked with acid in court, Scales succumbed to injury and had to be amputated, while Honeybite was left alive but severely scarred. With this event, Apollo’s and Honeybite’s already fragile mental states from years of pony society othering them, the weight of their job, and personal repression finally snapped in their grief and anger, leading Honeybite to fully take the reins and create the criminal persona of Two-Face. Attempts from both Sundown and Glider and to reach out since have been unsuccessful.

Other Notes:

-According to the wiki only one chimera shows up in the whole show so. I made stuff up. -Chimeras typically being solitary is based on the fact we only ever see one in the show. This solitary nature would make it hard for them to have a widespread legal system at all, let alone to enforce it; thus Apollo’s original fascination with the foreign pony legal system. The Chimera in the show also has individual names for each head, each with a slightly different style (the goat following pony name conventions with the name Pumpkin Cake, the tiger following a slightly more violent version of pony name conventions with the name Sweetkill, and the Snake bluntly just being named Snakey). I tried to follow similar conventions for Apollo. I was most happy with the name Scales, because it followed the blunt snake naming convention while also sort of doubling as a scales of justice reference. Apollo is just a reference to Harvey’s nickname in some of the comics, and Honeybite is just for fun.

-His perfectly split coat is unique even among other chimeras, and as Apollo he was generally considered attractive and “exotic” by Equestrian media outlets.

-The temporary Cutie Mark application was done professionally. (Surely ponies have perfected this art, right? Like this has to be something pony society does and has services for, right? Ponies covering up embarrassing Cutie Marks, blank flanks covering up an embarrassing lack of a Curie Mark, Ponies getting Cutie Marks done for costumes, theater, movies, etc… you get it.) Apollo’s choice of a faux Cutie Mark is meant to serve as both a way of further integrating himself into pony society and a proclamation of his legal skills.

-Apollo was a genuinely great lawyer. Ponies on defense were often so preoccupied at the terror of having a lion and a snake silently stare them down that they wouldn’t realize it was actually the goat they should’ve really been afraid of until their entire case had already been ruthlessly torn to shreds.

3. Glider Gold (Gilda Gold)

Even prior to their relationship and subsequent engagement, Glider had long been Apollo’s closest friend and confidant. She saw the way his job and keeping up his image was tearing him apart long before the acid attack, and she deeply regrets not trying harder to get him the help he needed before it was too late. Multiple news outlets have been trying to get an interview with her and their efforts only increase every time Two-Face shows up in the news (despite Sundown’s efforts to dissuade them). She hasn’t been the same since the attack and Apollo’s disappearance, losing interest in her work and finding her friendship with Sundown heavily strained as they both feel the weight of Apollo’s absence.

Other notes:

-I wasn’t even going to draw Gilda originally because she’s such a minor character in Batman stuff but as I was writing out Apollo’s background she nudged her way back in. I like her too much.

-This version is based on her very first iteration where she was a sculptor. Her green coat is a reference to that version’s accompanying Two-Face (also his first iteration), who had green scarring.

- The choice for her to be a pegasus was mainly just to go with her silly name, but I do think being a pegasus would be beneficial to a sculptor. No ladder required to work on high details just fly up there.

-I am not immune to the bruce/harvey/gilda agenda

[thesummerestsolstice]

Silmarillion AU Where all the Elves are Hobbits and the Stakes are Significantly Lower:

Finwe is mayor of his part of the Shire, happily married to both Miriel and Indis because they all have two hands

Miriel doesn't die after childbirth she just goes off on a trip to find new artistic inspiration and doesn't come back

Don't worry she eventually shows back up again– turns out she got lost and a kind elvish warrior named Vaire helped her find her way back

Feanor has a good relationship with his siblings, although he and Nolofinwe have engaged in several bouts of passive-aggressive one-upsmanship

The most famous of these ended with Nolofinwe swimming several miles across a lake in winter to prove that he was the more dedicated brother. Feanor agreed after telling him off for being reckless.

The Silmarils aren't pseudo-holy gemstones here, they're a set of three really intricately carved pipe-weed pipes that the Finweans pull out on ceremonial occasions

Morgoth isn't a fallen god he's just an asshole elf who regularly breaks into the Shire to steal things

One day he steals the Silmarils; he doesn't kill Finwe though he just knocks him out

The rest of the First Age is mostly just increasingly convoluted plots by various Finweans to break into his fortress and steal back the pipes (and all the other stuff Morgoth has stolen)

The first of these attempts involves Feanor stealing one (1) boat from Mayor Olwe. No one dies though and he puts it back afterwards. It still results in a lot of petty gossip.

After one of the attempts Morgoth catches Maedhros and hangs him up in a really tall tree

He's stuck there for three weeks before Findekano finds him and gets him down with the help of a homemade hang-glider called "Thorondor"

One of the other hobbit mayors is Thingol, a dear friend (and possible ex boyfriend?) of Finwe

Most of the Ainur are elves here but the concept of hobbit Thingol marrying an eldritch goddess is too funny to pass up so Melian is still a Maia here

She and her descendants look pretty hobbit-ish but they have fairy wings and little antennae

It causes a huge scandal when their daughter, Luthien, runs off with a dwarf prince named Beren

Thingol even writes a very strongly worded letter telling her not to marry him, which is a very extreme measure by hobbit standards, but she doesn't listen

Eventually Beren decides to steal some hobbit stuff back from Morgoth to prove his worthiness

He ends up stealing back one of the pipes and giving it to Thingol

Thingol grudgingly accepts him and Bluthien settle into a nice, quiet life in the Shire

There's no Doriath kinslaying either there's just a long, very passive-aggressive series of letters between Thingol and Feanor until Finwe eventually steps in and Thingol returns the pipe

[harunayuuka2060]

WHB Not A Descendant (Cont.)

Bimet: ...

Bimet: Shouldn't you be "flying" with that?

MC: I'm tired of flapping them like a duck. *had been climbing to the roof and gliding down like a sugar glider*

Bimet: ...

Bimet: You haven’t even put in any effort to do that. *sigh* Anyway, Gabriel has woken up.

Bimet: And he's really furious.

MC: Have you tied him up well?

Bimet: Why do you ask?

MC: I'm gonna tease him.

Bimet: ...

Bimet: *smirks*

Gabriel: Is this how you plan to humiliate me?

MC: *still wearing his wings* No. I'm just showing off.

Gabriel: ...

MC: Anyway, it's a pity you can't grow your wings back- Oh, wait. *checks the wings*

MC: ...

MC: There it is. The scapula.

Gabriel: *starts to thrash out wildly*

MC: Damn, bro. Chill.

Gabriel: I WILL KILL AND DEVOUR YOU!

MC: ...

MC: *make a face* Yikes.

MC: ...

MC: No rest day for me?

Beelzebub: Unfortunately. You think you'll have one after subduing Gabriel? Keke.

MC: ...

MC: I'm gonna tank it.

Beelzebub: *chuckles* Don't you dare~.

Bael: *seems like he's sparkling* MC!

MC: Nice to see you again, Bael.

Bael: I'm glad you still remember me. *smiles*

MC: Hm. But, who are those? *pointing at Naberius, Stolas, and Amon*

Naberius: I appreciate you noticing us. My name is Naberius.

Naberius: The one who looks sleepy standing next to me is Amon, while the other with a small crown is Stolas.

Stolas: I heard you fought Gabriel and won!

Amon: That was really impressive for a devil like you.

Bael: Ah, yes. With that, I hope you can help us fight Raphael and his angels.

MC: *lets out a tired sigh*

Bael: What's wrong?

MC: I'm being exploited.

Naberius: *surprised* Isn't it a pleasure for every devil to serve their king and their country?

MC: I was a human not long before, so nope. I don't have that sense of duty.

Naberius: *looks confused*

Bael: They were originally a human.

Naberius: ...

Naberius: But... how did you-

MC: Don't know.

Naberius: I see...

Stolas: Hey! Do you want to fight me?

MC: Sorry, I'm not interested in babysitting.

Stolas: I'm not a kid!

Bael: Now, now. MC, I baked you some brownies. They may not as the same as Sir Sitri's-

Amon: Because you'll die eating them.

Bael: ...

MC: ...

MC: Thanks for the warning.

Amon: You're welcome.

[so-very-small]

brought to you by my current flare, i’m thinking about chronic illness/disabilities in tandem with g/t

a pharmacist who discovers borrowers, then makes it their life mission to research and craft size-appropriate medicine for them. tiny tiny pills, carefully calculated doses. all the tinies in town know if they have health issues, they just gotta visit the pharmacy late at night

a borrower who lives in a workshop, spending their days carefully watching the humans craft, learning all they can. the borrower puts this to use by crafting and carving mobility aids and accessibility devices for their community

a tiny with such severe vertigo and nausea that they can’t be held by their giant - the motion and warmth makes them sicker. so the giant has a large cooling pillow set up for them, where they can rest undisturbed, perched right on the couch so they can watch movies all day together

borrowers with chronic pain, who can’t climb about the giant’s house like they used to. their borrower friends coming together to build some pulley elevators, clear out a spot in the kitchen walls so they don’t have to travel far for food. on days where even that is too much, their borrower friends bring them food and supplies

a fairy amputee, missing both wings. their community rallying around them - they’ll give them flights here and there, help them gather supplies they can’t reach. maybe one of their friends even makes them a glider, an accessibility device so they can fly with their friends

a giant with chronic fatigue, spending most of their time resting in bed. the tinies love them, and they’ll all pile on the pillow or the giant’s chest to keep them company on bad days

a borrower who does NOT talk to the giant, except for popping their head out the wall every morning to remind the giant to take their meds

i could honestly go all day. i LOVE chronic illness/disabilities in g/t