#winged sides

[thegoldenduckie]

Songbird

[anxiouslyfred]

Winged Chaos

Summary: Thomas's Sides woke up one morning with wings. They manage to make Thomas's life a bit more chaotic because of this. 

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Flight was a collective dream of humanity but not so much a dream of the sides of Thomas. It can't be said that they were particularly upset to wake up with wings one morning, but confusion was the primary reaction rather than excitement.

After a morning of confirming that no, this wasn't something Roman or Remus had decided to arrange for a prank, and discovering that no, Thomas was not aware of anything that would have cause his sides to gain extra limbs, the sides all settled into their own reactions.

If Logan was viewing the reactions of his companions as indications of their intelligence then he'd generally consider it low. He'd just come in from attempting to explain to Patton that the mere presence of wings does not provide a human with the vocal abilities to talk with birds. Of course the paternal side of Thomas decided that was how it should work.

Now he wasn't entirely sure what he was looking at in the living room but spoke regardless, “We aren't actually birds now. There's no reason to be acting as if you are.” He raised an eyebrow at the scowl thrown his way.

“I get that, but do you get that nests are worlds safer to sleep in than beds? Enclosed, comfortable and secure. I've been making nests since we were 10.” Virgil straightened a supporting cushion and tightened a twist in his blankets before reaching for another to add in.

“Any added security you feel from being inside a nest is surely countered by the fact you are building this in the centre of our common space.” Logan remarked, gesturing to the room around them.

Virgil huffed again, but tugged on two blankets now visible as the base to lift his nest, steadying it with his wings. “Fine, I'll take my nest where it'll be more appreciated.”

…

Thomas had stopped putting expectations on the appearance of his sides the first time he saw the tentacles Remus sometimes formed. He'd occasionally practised summoning them around other people to test whether they or he could control if other people could see and interact with them easily.

Now however he was regretting evert testing those situations out, because maybe if they weren't all so used to the sides popping, Janus wouldn't be appearing, wings spread wide, during his walk with his friends.

“Janus! Sink down and stop that!” He hissed, glancing at the people turning to stare. His friends had also paused, but said nothing as they registered just how well they recognised the winged man now stood behind them.

Janus of course, ignored the demand, turning to face the people gasping. “Greeting Friends. Be not afraid! I come with tidings of peace and joy!”

Rolling his eyes and looking around to try and find the reason for so many people to be around, Thomas saw they were passing a church. The evening service must have just ended and if the line was anything to go by his deceitful side was now attempting to convince the congregation that he was an angel or something.

“Sure, you're the real Lucifer! I'm not letting you masquerade around. Sink Out!” He put intention behind his words, and reached out to push Janus down as he spoke, sending the side back into his mind.

Davi snickered as even more people were blinking at him now, “So, the side? Not just a cool idea for YouTube then?”

Thomas didn't hold back the groan as he walked away, more gentle ribbing coming from his friends over the Sides.

…

He had gone to get a drink. He had gone to get a drink and barely left his laptop for 2 minutes, hoping that the moments away from the screen would miraculously return the concentration that had run off with social media distractions.

Thomas had been expecting to have Logan pop up sooner or later to return him to the task of editing a short video, but given there were now six tabs open about different bird types, obviously his logical side also had something else to focus on.

“Logan, where's my schedule?” He called over his shoulder, quite certain the side hadn't sunk out after opening the searches.

“It's here, Thomas. Do you need it?” Logan replied, sat at the table beside the bookshelf with the calendar in front of him.

Thomas glanced over to him, eyes narrowed suspiciously. “What's currently scheduled?” He asked.

“Researching wing types and their flight patterns.” Logan recited promptly, finger on top of the day.

“And before I got distracted or you changed it?”

Logan shifted, lips thinning together for a moment, “Video editing.”

Thomas didn't say anything, biting back a smile to give a pointed look at his side.

“But we need to know how our wings work! They just came out of nowhere and it's not like flight or birds were an area you studied in depth. I need to at least know the basics. What if we have to care for our wings like birds do?” The rant burst out of Logan rapidly and honestly was adorable to see.

He chuckled a little but shrugged, “I guess that makes sense. If you need to know these things then perhaps you should hang my schedule back up now and come join me for the researching?”

…

If Roman had his way, he'd be flying through the real sky, seeing Thomas's home from the clouds, but since Janus's angel stunt, they'd all been locked down. Thomas had barely let them become physically able to interact or be seen by others in his own home and completely vetoed any level of manifesting outside of it.

At least the imagination was still there and Roman could soared above it, riveted by the view and changes going on in this world of whimsy. He ignored the sight of Remus in the distance, flying high and plummeting fast, until whatever instincts came with gaining wings kicked in to slow his descent.

For now Roman was just going to fly, perhaps see if he could taunt the dragon witch into a battle to test his manoeuvrability in flight. It was a new experience that he couldn't wait to fully explore.

[almondcroissantsandink]

hark! it's the cringefail loser squad from on high

[spookywaffledio]

something something. cobra. marriage. yeah whatever

[nightmaretour]

Anti-technology people who insist they're not ableist crack me up. What about people who rely on machines to breathe, eat, keep their heart functioning, or otherwise stay alive? "Well not that technology, obviously!" Ok what about AAC users, people who use hearing aids, or otherwise use technology to interact with the world in ways they otherwise couldn't? "Not that technology, obviously." Okay, my mobile phone is my memory, my sense of time, my sense of direction when I get lost, my ability to contact someone when I need help. It is my personal freedom because without it I would need full time care and supervision. But yes, that technology, right?

I hate how technology is made and utilised under capitalism as much as the next guy, but to pretend that technology doesn't greatly improve the lives of countless people, or even allow them to continue being alive, is to be willfully ignorant to the existence of disabled people. A world without technology is a world where a lot of disabled people don't get to survive. Capitalism is the problem, not the technology. Technology can (and should) exist just fine without capitalism.

[jemrising]

Sketching the new guys. They're like pangolin + squirrel + gecko with a touch of mole

[ruporas]

hotter than hell

[ID: Digital art of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun Maximum in their alternative universe form based off an angel Vash and Devil Wolfwood illustration Nightow did. The both of them are sitting side by side, exhausted from the heat, Vash has his arms crossed, leaned against his knees and his head against his arms, eyes closed as sweat drips from his face. His wings spreads over the both of them to shield them from the sun. Wolfwood is sitting with his right leg extended and his left leg with the knee slightly up. His eyes are also closed with a clear grimacing expression. He uses one of his small devil wings to fan Vash, the text effect reads “flap flap”. Being in the shadows, the palette is cool, blues and purples. A sliver of light shines on the parts not covered by wings in a bright orange/yellow. END ID]

[prince-sawgrass]

dod + false dod designs

[dragonskulls]

you are a cruel and rotten woman

[troythecatfish]

The chart does not capture the astonishing fact that these accomplishments were achieved under brutal sanctions imposed by the world’s superpower. Viva la revolución.

They also have ad-free TV ✌️📺 (you don’t need commercials with Socialism).

[thegoldenduckie]

Winged Logan!

I actually really really love wings on people

(Yeah he’s a raven/crow)

[astrhae]

...maybe it's all part of a great big ineffable plan

[xojhi]

It's Zosan day so here's my partake on the Zosan prompt in twitter!

[hopeidontgetaddictedtothis]

She’s so committed to her mission, doing all the research and bringing backups and so on while these two just want to complain about the bad caricature.

[irraydiate]

Jonas continuing the collection—

[jetsandflowers]

hothead!!!