Come fly with me~

[omggirlonthenet]

Wings for everybody!

No, really, it's like Oprah on a bender, everyone gets a pair! They can be feathery, leathery, tattered, pristine, made out of glitter, feathers, tissue paper or star-stuff.

The only limit is your imagination (and reference pics, if that's your thing)

Maybe your character has always had their wings, maybe they just woke up with them for the first time this morning like an odd take on Gregor Samsa, it's entirely up to you.

Blank comments will not be deleted, but it would be a good idea to at least fill out what kind of wings your character has, and how long they've had them.

Disclaimer: if your character already has wings they're still welcome, they can have a different kind of wings, or a second set, or maybe they've got a tail instead, I don't know, it's up to you!

Comments

Irene Adler || BBC Sherlock

[womanwhobeatyou]

[Irene isn't certain how it happened, or when. At the moment she's more concerned that it's happened at all. That there are, in fact, a pair of feathered wings growing out from between her shoulderblades. A spot on her shoulder twitches, and the wings spread, revealing that what she had thought was simply grey feathers were in fact mottled with black in an intricate, almost damask-like pattern.]

I don't trade in hallucinogens. So this can't be a dream.

[Said as one of the mottled feathers come loose and drift in front of her.]

[hurtyourealgood]

"Not my doing, either." Zepar murmured, chin resting on stacked fists, the rest of him practically draped across a couch. He was like a housecat, at times. His own wings were grey, banded like a pigeon's, "But they look good on you."

Bruce Banner | MCU

[greenisnteasy]

[One second, Bruce is how he usually is -- small-framed and soft around the edges -- and then it happens; he lets go, or they tear their way out of him, but either way, Bruce stumbles backwards and then to his knees. His hands ball into fists, and his back hunches, and when he looks up, his eyes are a bright, unnatural green. That's maybe unsettling enough, but then his back hunches higher, and there's the sickening crack of bones; fabric rips, and then two wings, the same unnatural, acid green as his eyes fight their way into existence.

Bruce is still a moment, breathing heavily, but then he gets to his feet, and his wings rustle, stretching out behind him, reaching their fullest size -- which is fairly staggering. There's tension in his frame still; each feather seems to be vibrating with it, and he turns those eyes -- hard and dangerous and oh so unlike what they were a moment ago -- on the person in front of him. His hands flex at his sides. He looks ready to strike.]

[OOC: Aw yeah wings AU! Up to you what he's going to do (attack your character or join your character in a fight) and also the scenario (if this is an accidental change or an intentional one).]

[ihazanest]

"Bruce, I'm not your enemy." Clint was holding almost perfectly still, as he often did, his own wings were copper and brown, a falcon's wings if not a hawk's. They suited him, and judging by the way he had them half-folded, cocked downward to minimize his profile, he'd had them for a while.

Of course, there was a ready tension down his spine as well, preparing to launch himself straight upwards if he had to, his plan was to evade as long as possible, if it became necessary.

[ooc: I'm thinking accidental/induced change, somebody's trying to do up an Avengers Deathmatch. IDK who or how, though.]

Tardis (Dr. Who) - OTA

[1st_companion]

The fact that he was turning about in circles trying to catch his left wing -rather like a puppy chasing its tail- was a good indication that he hadn't had them for long.

And the fact that he was laughing as he did so was a good indication that he didn't really find this to be a problem. They were feathers, at least, they looked like feathers, but upon closer inspection they weren't quite feathers, but weren't quite anything else either, deeply cobalt blue, banded with white and edged with black.

Arthur || Inception

[littlspecificty]

[ The black feathered wings are not a facet he shows to many - in fact, the only ones that see them are usually of the same "species" and can see them automatically. Humans, he has found, can only see the wings if he allows them to.

Although, when the occasional stray feather is shaken loose, he isn't exactly able to control who (or what) finds it. He's been told it's because the feather is no longer technically apart of his person and thus his powers have no more control of it.

It often makes for interesting discussion if one of his co-workers ever discover one around the warehouses or in the hotels they tend to work from. It's also further practice for Arthur to prove he's a capable enough actor himself. ]

Captain Steve Rogers | MCU

[like_a_gerbil]

[This isn't the strangest thing to happen to Steve or the most painful transformation he's been through. Still, the almost ripping sensation running along his back has him tearing at his uniform, pulling off the cowl and top as something happens, the pain dimming his vision for a few seconds.

Then, something is blocking his vision.

Feathers. White opalescent feathers that shift as he carefully rolls his shoulders, causing his newly acquired wings to spread out wide behind him.]

Shay | Uglies series | OTA

[1st_cutter]

Shay wasn't a Surge-monkey, not even close, and besides, a lot of people had wings these days. The only difference was that hers worked. At least that's what Dr. Cable had told her, she just had to figure out how to use them on her own.

Which was why she was at the wildpark, to test them out, she'd already figured out how to stretch them, both together and independently, and she just grinned as she watched them flex. They were like a bat's wings, almost see-through, with long bracing bones and a sharp hook at the bend of each one.

Apollo (Inception OC) - OTA

[apollodreaming]

Apollo was never at his best before his first cup of coffee in the morning, especially after a job like the one he'd had the night before, the kind that had had everything about it go wrong.

So he could be forgiven for not noticing the full-sized raven's wings that he'd apparently sprouted in the middle of the night. He didn't notice them while disentangling himself from the blanket, he didn't notice them while taking a morning pee, he didn't notice them while he started the coffee.

In fact, he didn't notice them until he caught the reflection in the mirror while washing his face, "... well that's new."

[littlspecificty]

He would be getting a text not long after his "discovery" from one of his fathers,

Did you wake up noticing anything different?

Because sometimes a father just knows. Especially when Arthur can feel it in his own wings; raven wings that he had kept hidden from Apollo for pretty much all of his life.

Hanna (Movie of the same name) | OTA

[aptoautmorior]

Hanna hadn't been sure what the growths alongside her spine were, only that they hadn't hurt, not really, they'd ached a little, like when she'd been younger and had growing pains. But over the course of a couple months they'd grown out into full-fledged wings.

For the most part she'd been able to keep them hidden under her sweaters and her hoodies, but keeping them folded up like that cramped them up terribly, which was why she'd decided to give herself a break, letting them stretch while she swam in the river.

Maison Roberts | OC | OTA

[big_l_librarian]

All sprites had wings, it was just that in this day and age it wasn't something that people were used to seeing, so they usually kept them hidden.

Being a fire sprite, Maison's wings were reminiscent of a Monarch butterfly, fiery orange edged with a sooty black, and the only reason he had them out now was because it was close enough to closing that he wasn't expecting anyone else to come in, and also he wasn't working the front desk, he was shelving currently.

Charles Xavier | XMFC | OTA

[calmestmind]

Charles knew for a fact that he hadn't had wings when he'd gone to bed the night before, so the fact that he had them now, lightweight and apparently fully functional, was a surprise to him.

But it also made him curious, fascinated from the outset.

[bratt_brothers_no]

[Aviva woke up from her hammock in the Tortuga. She got up and stretched. Large Lawes' Parotia wings came out and stretched out from her back. She felt one side of the wing hitting the wall. Which caused her to be confused, that usually doesn’t, she turned around. And saw her sudden wings.

Giving a squeak, Aviva fell from the hammock in surprise.]

Wha-I-HOW?! I don’t-?!

[Looking down at herself she breathed in.]

I don’t even have the creature suit on-h-how am I?!

[beingthecreature]

[That squeak attracted his attention and one of the doors of the atrium whooshed open, letting Chris lean his head in. Huh, he seems to be hanging back suspiciously far.]

Aviva? You alright--? [He stops short and gasps.] Aviva! Wings??

Nostalgia Critic | TGWTG

[explain_movie]

[Nostalgia Critic just wondered into his room. He gave a sigh, considering all the things that happened recently, he simply put his hand against chin. As large expansive cerulean feather like wings came out from his back. Rubbing his forehead, in frustration. WELP, this certainly beat’s Rob on being a dinosaur.]

((OOC: Might have TBF spoilers, beware))

[trademark_skull]

[Someone was very ecstatic today. They were here. After all these years, they were finally here.]

Critic, Critic! Guess wha--

Oishi Kawaii ♥ Oishi High School Battle

[battle_breasts]

[Oishi flies up high above the battlefield; better known as her high school. The wings she sporting are large, white feathered, and spotted with red hearts. She wears them proudly and flies to where the sun is at her back, illuminating her form and casting a shadow of her and her wings over the bloody battlefield below her.]

Ahhhh~! At last! I have reached the ultimate level of transformation!

[Because all magical girls who have wings must have battled long and hard to earn them.]

Dick Grayson | Batman | OTA

[justlikeacircus]

[It had happened this morning, he'd woken up in blinding agony with an unfamiliar pressure on his back, and when the pain had subsided and he'd stumbled, all unbalanced, from his bed to look in the mirror, a pair of large black and blue wings had greeted him.

He still wasn't sure what to think, but Dick being Dick, he'd taken to a rooftop to see if he could fly]

[lucky_no_7]

There was already someone on that particular roof, someone else with wings. Hers weren't feathered, they were translucent, like a bat's wings, and at the moment were stretched to full-span, about fourteen feet across.

She was standing on the edge of the roof, stretching first one wing before folding it back a little, and then the other, letting the wind catch and pull at them as they extended.

Crowley | Good Omens | OTA

[tendencytohiss]

[Crowley had wings, this was nothing new, they were large and white and very well taken care of.

The problem here was that normally they were tucked away and hidden from prying human eyes. Right now, they didn't seem to want to go anywhere, and there they were, in plain sight, hanging around behind him and bumping into things when he forgot they were there]

[hurtyourealgood]

"You too, huh?" Zepar's wings were gray, banded, rather like a common pigeon, he'd already knocked over a couple of shop displays that morning, since he was used to them being cased and out of sight. At the moment, however, they were all-too-visible, even though they were folded down close against his shoulders.

Subject 16 | Assassin's Creed | OTA

[ghostintheanimus]

[Now he gets to be a real guardian angel.]

[16 doesn't remember coding these big white wings, but there's a lot of stuff he doesn't remember. Like if he's alive or not, or what century he's in. Whatever, details. He stretches them out, and it feels pretty nice.]

Cassie | Urban fantasy OC | OTA

[glitterandgears]

It was the spark plugs, all right. Cassie turned to grab a wrench and a can of washers fell off the shelf behind her, rolling all over the garage floor. As she went to grab it, she noticed a flash of copper reflected in the car windshield. She straightened slowly, peering back over her shoulder, and gasped.

There were wings extending from her shoulderblades, probably two or three feet long, shaped like a dragonfly's but made of twisted coppery wire. As she watched, they fluttered slightly and came to rest along her back, then she twitched one shoulder experimentally and the wings opened out again. She grinned, reaching back to touch the upper edge- it even felt like wire- then, as the end of one wing got perilously close to another jar, realized she'd probably better get somewhere with some more space to move.

Maedoc | Urban fantasy OC | Hi? ^^

[deadmae]

Trees, Maedoc liked tree. They were good places to lase about in and soak up sun. Normally he would do this with his wings hidden, under a strong glamour, but, today, because he was looking for someone to screw with, he let the gossamer blue and silver wing show. The mimicked butterfly wings, though he thought the fae version of the wings were much better.

Fae were of course the best at everything.

But things with strange wings? Now that was amusing? Maedoc fluttered his wings and propped a hand on his chin. "What a pretty little bug."

Arthur (Inception) - OTA

[domsconsigliere]

Arthur had sent a text to the rest of the group: Won't be coming in today, you'll have my reports by email soon. Because when he'd woken up that morning, it was to find a pair of wings, glossy and black, folded around him like a blanket.

In fact, he'd thought they were the blanket until he'd reached back over his shoulder to pull it up higher. He'd already verified with his totem and with the morning's paper that this was, in fact, reality, and he was coping the best way he knew how: research.

Arthur Bishop (The Mechanic) - OTA

[exmechanic]

His wings were gray that morning. He was so used to them being charred black, as they had been since he'd first crashed down on Earth. He was so used to them that way that he wasn't quite sure what to make of the new color.

He spent a few minutes inspecting them in the mirror, and stretched down over his shoulder while he groomed them, it seemed like the char was washing out, leaving clean white feathers underneath. He was at a loss as to what might be causing it.

Zepar (Fallen angel) | OTA

[hurtyourealgood]

Zepar was used to being able to keep his wings out of sight, it was how he'd survived most of the current century, and the one prior. Really, it was how he survived once he'd completed his exile, during his exile he hadn't cared whether they were visible or not.

Today, though, his wings (gray and banded, looking like over-sized pigeon's wings) were in full view. He decided to just make the most of it, and act like this was how things were supposed to be.

Clint 'Hawkeye' Barton - MCU - OTA

[ihazanest]

Clint hadn't always been Hawkeye, in fact, he hadn't always been Clint, but through decades and centuries, names had to change, identities had to fluctuate to keep himself safe.

Because he was one pair of Heaven's eyes on Earth. Not the only one, he knew that, but one of the remaining few. His wings, currently hidden, but not always so, were copper and brown, a falcon's wings. They suited him, they always had, no matter who he was for the time being.

Balthazar/Supernatural/Open

[tryingitall]

[Wings, for most of the Heavenly Host, are more of a rank insignia than a body part. Still, they reflect the type and personality of the angel who wears them. Balthazar's are transitory, usually invisible while on earth, except occasionally as swirling columns of dark smoke behind his shoulders, carrying the scents of liquor and incense.

To the more perceptive, these wings sometimes look genuinely feathery, banded white and vibrant russet, like a falcon in bright sunlight. Other times, and to other angels, they're pinions made of flame, never resting. with the ends of the longest primaries punctuated by bright, blinking eyes. That's when they most closely match his true form.]

pre SPN canon? So they get along sorta?

[servingmichael]

[Raphael's own are rarely visible, save to other angels. At most they are perceived as arcs of lightening stretching from his back and touching the far walls. Very observant people might notice the pair up, framing three pairs of wings, arcs fanning into something which could be feathers.

But to the Host...the Host he knew could truly see them, shifting in colors of whites, purples, blues, and very rarely greens - like the lightening he commanded - feathers of heat and light and electricity, large enough to fill a room, often still save for minute movements.]

[shiningascent]

[Suddenly everyone ever has wings... and yet, Pit's still the only one who can't fly on his own.

What a thing to wake up to! Suffice it to say, he's not in the most confident of moods.]

Clint Barton / MCU

[aimtrue]

(Clint has the wings of a hawk, given to him by a woman from the circus. They're magic, and don't show up on any kind of medical scan, so he's been able to keep them hidden. They usually appear when he suffers some kind of trauma, as a form of protection, but he can call on them if he needs them. He has a tattoo on his back.)

I love that fic so much

[you_have_heart]

((OOC: How do you want to do this?))

Loki Laufeyson | MCU | No Smut

[you_have_heart]

[Loki is sporting a pair of large, black feathered wings that was protruding from his back. His clothing has been modified so that where the wings meet his skin there is no fabric obstructing them.

He seems rather comfortable with them, sitting on the edge of the building/cliff (your choice). Every once in a while he'll stretch them, or reach up to pick something out of them.]

((ooc: canon or au is up to you! I can play good guy Loki or bad guy Loki, or any variation in between!))