#Wings of Justice AU
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lunarflowerdragon · 4 months ago
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I finished the fan game 'Undertale Yellow' a little while ago and I couldn't help but fall in love with Martlet and Clover. Ceroba, Mo and Starlo too, but something about that slightly scatterbrained blue bird made me fall in love with her more than the others. Probably because I'm kind of like her. And like anything I loved, I ended up creating two AU's with the same concept: What if Martlet and Clover's SOULS ended up merging? I had two theories, so I did both. (Game spoilers)
Wings of Justice: Set in the pacifist timeline. Clover loses in the fight against Ceroba and Martlet would wake up almost at the same time. In a mix of anger and sadness for seeing her little friend killed by someone she trusted, Martlet decides to use the serum on her to fight Ceroba, because she knew she had no chance alone. She would definitely beat Ceroba, but I'm not sure if she would kill Ceroba or not, probably not, since she's not angry enough. Martlet would take Clover's SOUL and body, hoping that if their body are still intact, maybe there's a way to bring them back. It wouldn't be possible, since Clover's body is something physical that can be affected by magic, not something magical with a physical form. Not that she has time to research, since her body starts to melt. Clover would not allow a friend of theirs to die and so they forced Martlet's SOUL to absorb them, stabilizing her condition. Knowing that there would likely be serious repercussions from what happened, they both decide to abandon Snowdin and live in the Ruins. Martlet holds a small burial, and decides to wear Clover's hat, so they will be more comfortable.
Martlet can no longer revert to her original form, but she can lower her power to the point where she looks like a 'regular' Boss Monster. She can make her armor appear whenever she wants, and usually leaves it in the form I drew because she thinks it looks 'really cool and intimidating'. She can enter her Zenith form at will, but avoids doing so to avoid hurting anyone. If she is forced to fight seriously, she can evolve her power even further, thanks to Clover's power in her.
The Remedy of Vengeance: Set in an aborted genocidal timeline. Clover, after they get a lot of dust on their hands and are confronted by Martlet back in the Dunes, they begin to feel remorse for their actions and decide to stop killing. Meeting Starlo and his team made them realize that the monsters weren't so bad and this only makes their remorse stronger. They decide to meet with Martlet to talk and apologize for their actions, being willing to do what is necessary to redeem themselves.
When they meet, Martlet is willing to give Clover a second chance, and Clover is ready to prove that they are better now. In the conversation, Clover realized that something was wrong and tried to save Martlet, but both end up being hit by Flowey. Martlet, in her last seconds, realized that she could not be saved, so she forced her SOUL to merge with Clover's, so that they could survive and escape the barrier, without the need to hurt anyone else. Clover shoots Flowey to free themself and escapes back to the Dunes, with Flowey deciding to leave things at that because he had never seen this ending before and was curious about it. Clover feels guilty for not being able to save the one who had so much confidence in them that they could be someone better, so they decide to dedicate their lives to protecting those who still live. They consider giving their SOUL to Asgore, but they do not trust the king with their SOUL, nor themselves not to do something drastic. So, they live in the Dunes, venturing out from time to time to help the monsters in other places.
Technically, since Clover's body is physical, they shouldn't have any real changes to their appearance. But they forced their new magic to grow some feathers on them, so they can pretend to be some kind of weird bird-monster. The only time they don't need this is in the Dunes, where everyone knows them, but the forced transformation has side effects, where some feathers will always sprout on their arms and hair, even if only a few. That's why they gave up wearing long sleeves. Theoretically, if they wanted to and forced their new magic into their body even more, their entire body would metamorphose and they would become something similar to Zenith, only smaller and brown/yellow. They probably died from the overload of magic once the fight was over, however, the human body can only take so much.
The blue feather they carry in their hat is from Martlet, which they found lying on the ground while searching for her. It is the only physical part of her that still exists, since her entire body has turned to dust. Because of this, they are very protective and careful with the feather.
One day I'll do more of this AU, but for now, I'll leave the base recorded here, since my PC is at risk of breaking.
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ping-ski · 4 months ago
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY @crystalmagpie447 !! tosses fistful of confetti and skitters away
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puppetmaster13u · 7 months ago
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Prompt 296
Through a series of miscommunication, the League is now under the impression that Batman, strange cryptid that he is, may or may not have given birth to the other vigilantes running around in Gotham. This was not helped by Bruce referring to all of his children, no matter how big they get, as his babies. Nor was it helped by Red Robin, in the middle of a narcolepsy-fueled imminent crash, mentioned how he had no mother. 
It also doesn’t help that no one is aware that they are in fact completely normal people, and not aspects of Gotham itself brought to life. Though really that’s on the bats themselves, because at this point they should at least count as undead. 
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dork-a-doodle · 2 months ago
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Testing out the art program I just started using by drawing fan art for the au that’s been consuming my every waking thought for the last week and a half: @forgettable-au
This version of Papyrus/Wing Dings is by far my favorite in recent memory, he’s so well written and the way he’s drawn is so so so so SO GOOD
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sunflowers-and-scales · 1 month ago
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some fanart for @okartichoke’s ace avian au…
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doctorsiren · 1 year ago
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Silly little monster AU swap but it’s Apollo and Trucy :)!!
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phoenixcatch7 · 2 years ago
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The Wayne doll house
Have some haunted doll au, since it's been bubbling away in my mind.
The bat cave is large and sprawling, many layers and tunnels and hollowed out cracks in the walls. It takes many years to fully reinforce to prevent stray kids from tripping into stagnant waters or fall down crags as he once did. The doll cave, as it becomes known, is in one of the deepest, darkest corners, one where the lights of the furnished caverns above don't reach.
It's one late night sitting at the computer when it suddenly occurs to Bruce that his first encounter with a doll was at the well entrance, many levels above.
There was nothing there when he went back.
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The justice league stared at the subaru. The subaru, having no eyes, did not stare back.
The seven of them had just finished a very long, arduous mission, and narrowly escaped government censure after the base they'd been raiding had turned out to belong to some corrupt official. With the alert up, they couldn't escape through city airspace, or even in their hero suits.
So civilian it was.
Batman had hotwired some bloke's car while the rest of them ducked into alleys and shop bathrooms, but the problem remained. There was seven of them. And five seats.
"I can shift into something more suitable for being carried," suggested j'onn, "but I believe one of us might have to hide."
"Foot well?" Hal tried, and everyone looked around at the tall, bulky, broad heroes.
"Think they'd have to go in the boot," Barry finally said. Everyone immediately turned to him. "No."
Batman spoke up before the discussion could devolve.
"I think.... I would be best for that."
The team stared.
"Batsy?"
Having no lungs meant he could not drag in the tired sigh he wished, but whatever force allowed this body to talk was capable of approximating something suitably resigned.
"As I am, I am... incapable of fully passing as human. It would be best if I remained out of sight."
"So just? Go change? I swear we won't be weird about whoever you are under the mask. Even if you're like, bald."
"Thank you, Wally, but I'm afraid I'm being serious." Reaching for the mask in broad daylight was unpleasant, but the glue and wires held as he gave it a few thorough tugs. "It doesn't detach."
Everyone stared. Clark reached out as if he wanted to check, but withdrew.
"Do you even have a civilian identity??" Oliver eventually asked. "Because at this point I'm genuinely not sure."
Wayne Enterprises and Queen Industries had a meeting that same evening. "Hn."
"Can we go back to the 'incapable of passing as human' part?!"
"We can discuss it in the car," he snapped, stalking past Barry and popping the boot. "In case you haven't forgotten, we're on a time limit."
For once, that seemed to encourage them, and batman, with great dignity, folded his joints and cape into the small space, ignoring Hal's mutter of 'what kind of contortionist -' as he slammed the lid. With a little shuffling he managed to activate his comms.
"I will inform the watchtower of our delay."
"Batman, they're tapping all outgoing signals, you can't -"
"It won't trigger," he interrupted, before he twisted his consciousness and sent it spiralling across the country.
Bruce awoke with a groan, stretching his limbs and taking a moment to marinate in his annoyance before he reached for the comm and voice modulator on the beside table.
"Batman to watchtower, we've encountered delays. If the Texan state government calls we haven't entered the state in six weeks. Batman out."
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"Alien?"
"No."
"Reanimated corpse?"
"No."
"Uh... Demon?"
"Hm. No."
"You're not just a meta human, are you?"
"No."
"Vampire?"
"No."
"Robot??"
"No."
"Batsy, please, someone's got to win the bet eventually. How do we even know you're not lying?!"
"You don't," Batman said, not looking up from his paperwork and Flash groaned, letting his sticky notes fall to the floor as he buried his head in his arms.
"One day," he bemoaned to the keyboard, "one day we'll figure it out."
"Until then please keep your eyes on the monitors."
Flash groaned again.
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Robin ducked under superman's arm as he scuttled down the corridor, laden with the night's haul of snacks. The real problem wasn't getting them - stopping league members from raiding the kitchen would be extremely counterproductive - but keeping them until he could return home to his human body to eat them. Batman had started searching him each time they left and it was really cutting into his daily sugar intake. Unfair! Just because he didn't actually use energy to stay up my night to fight crime, it felt like he did!!
'Oh, you're broken, Robin, oh, don't go out until the glue has fully set, Robin' his arm was fine! It wasn't like there was much crime to be fought on the watchtower anyway! At least not physically.
So he was pretty pleased with himself until he went to set the snacks down and found that the tar like glue they used had soaked through the sleeve and gotten all over his chocolates.
With his other hand, he tried to pry them off, wincing as the wrappers tore and stuck. He tried to shake it, ignoring the way his elbow rattled in the joint.
"Come on, come on - aw, cheezits."
The arm fell off. Robin stared despondently at the limb, surrounded by torn wrappers and dripping black glue where it connected to the elbow. The sour stink of formaldehyde filled the air.
He was going to be in such trouble with Bruce.
The click of the door jerked his head up.
Flash stood in the doorway, wide eyed. Robin stared back.
Flash screamed.
Oh yeah @dehydratedmockingbird have a thing
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quotidianish · 6 months ago
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To think I was so against the idea of humanising pantala…. Anyway here’s blue!! Based loosely on Kenyan cultures. I’ll be doing sundew and cricket next probably, but I’m struggling to think of what cultures the hivewings would take from, so if you’ve got any ideas PLEASE tell me !!
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dreamsy990 · 2 months ago
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some more aa wof au stuff for cringetober day 3 (fandom au!!). ive been messing with my apollo for this au for way too long trying to come up with a design i liked so uh!! his design might change in the future if i end up doing more with this au idk.
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bonus: young thalassa
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carrinth · 10 months ago
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More Griffon!Justice and Grey Warden Anders (bonus Pounce) XD
AU where after the... "Unexpected Incident", Anders ends up with undead griffon in tow.
Justice is mostly the same. Sorta. Inhabiting an animal is a little bit different experience. Memories and emotions are less complicated. But griffons were still highly intelligent creatures. He learns his host died gloriously in battle during a Blight (unsure when). Thus he still carries an intense fury towards darkspawn. But he's also... weirdly protective of His Grey War-- I mean, Rider, I mean Anders.
And he demands neck scratches now.
Also also Hawke now has to make a good impression on both of Anders' two... c-cats (?) before any ahem, electricity tricks, can happen.
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nelkcats · 2 years ago
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Live without rest
A wish made to Desiree went wrong, it was not a surprise because all the wishes that she grants always end in the same way. The problem was when it affected not only Amity Park but the entire world.
It all started with a child's request "I wish we could all fly," and even though the word was banned in the city, he took a chance. For good luck or misfortune Desiree heard him, and although nothing happened instantly, the next morning everyone had wings on their backs.
Technically, they could all fly now; but Danny discovered something very dangerous in it, while each one had his own type of wings, he had hummingbird wings, the messengers in Infinite Realms, no matter what he did, his wings did not stop flapping.
Until he forced them, and that triggered his transformation immediately, his wings were no longer fluttering but now he was a ghost; he remembered Clockwork telling him that hummingbirds never stop for more than a few minutes, they live their lives in a rush, and the moment they stop they die, he supposed he could see the connection though at the time he didn't understand the story. Since his first transformation as Phantom he hadn't stopped.
Experimentally he tried to flap his wings again and the moment he did he transformed again, that was handy but he was going to end up horribly tired or revealing himself to his parents by accident; he decided to stop Desiree and return everything to normal.
And he was about to do that when Desiree was summoned (and since when was that even possible?), she scowled at the circle and dragged him next to her, sort of like "if I die, you die with me."
That was how a hummingbird boy and a ghost of wishes found themselves facing a man with bat wings and his bird children, Danny looked at Desiree annoyed and she just shrugged, she had no control over the scope of her wishes.
"Why are there two of them?" A robin exclaimed, flapping his wings at him in annoyance or panic, Danny wasn't sure because he wasn't an expert on birds.
"I don't know, but Constantine assured that the spell would attract the cause of this disaster" the bat man's voice was cold.
The League had become aware of the magical mishap when they all grew wings overnight, but were unable to identify the source until a few hours ago when Constantine got hold of a sign and a summoning spell.
Danny had a few minutes to make those colorful people understand that was better let them go before the wish became irreversible, but with all the reproachful looks they were sending him he didn't know how much they would believe him.
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heavenfell-au · 9 months ago
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Their Wings - The Epilogue
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puppetmaster13u · 1 year ago
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Prompt 31
DC Wing Au/Prompt
 Humans are born with wings that start out similar to a baby chick’s in shape, and usually start out matching their natural hair color. These wings of course change and grow as they do, and usually end up mimicking birds from earth once they’re adults. The end shape can be influenced by a multiple of things, including their surroundings, genetics, and even the people they surround themselves with. 
 Some non-humans even have themselves wings too- like Wonder Woman’s wings seemingly made of shimmering bronze and gold, or Aquaman’s wings that shimmer and flicker like the waves he commands. Or Superman with wings large enough to block out the sun glowing like the sunrise, or the Batman’s shimmering shadows that seem to twist and bristle.
 Of course these are quite different than say the wings of Diana Prince, with her eagle-like wings decorated with strings of beads or that reporter Clark Kent’s hawk-esque wings, which are large sure, but that’s not exactly uncommon for someone who grew up in the countryside where there’s open sky everywhere. 
 Quite different from someone like Bruce Wayne, with wings akin to a black swan, or his sons’ equally dark feathers, formed from the same gothic city. And quite different from the the forensic scientist Barry Allen’s hummingbird-esque wings, which is quite ironic seeing as he’s known for being late more often than not. 
Bonus DP crossover: 
 Danny started with what looked like they were going to be large songbird wings like his father. After the accident though? They regrew into the form of a sparrow’s, shimmering with stars and the swirls of the very portal that tore the flesh and feathers from bone. 
"Some ancient traditions state that sparrows carry the souls of the dead, so it is deemed to be bad luck to kill a sparrow... Some sources say that sailors would get tattoos of sparrows so they could carry their souls if they died in the middle of the ocean"
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eggs-can-draw · 7 months ago
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Persona 5 x Slay The Princess except I just really wanted to draw The Long Quiet!Joker
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shadow-dragon-fr · 2 months ago
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A sort of prologue thing for that ghost au of mine.
Whiteout's perspective on what happened the night she and Darkstalker were supposed to hatch...
Sound and color invaded the stillness. Images that the unhatched dragonet had no reference for.
She wasn't supposed to hatch yet.
There was a heartbeat near her, on the other side of the shell. It was a calm color attached to someone who did feel the urge to break free of his shell. Something called to him.
It was the other heartbeats nearby. They were larger and distant surrounded by swirling clouds of colors. Bright and dark at the same time.
She curled around herself. She didn't want to hatch. But she could feel the calm one reaching out to her hesitantly.
He could help her hatch.
Swirls of clashing colors hit the dragonet. Teeth and claws and snow. If they hatched together they'd always oppose each other. Yet if he hatched alone tonight they both would be.
The other knew this too, and he was stuck in indecision.
She could do nothing but let the colors roll over her. She did not have the strength to make herself hatch tonight. The decision was entirely up to the other.
Was it? There must be...
Something loomed above her egg.
It was not what was calling to the other but she could not tell what it was.
A third option the something told her.
Then her egg was cracking and rocking and she was floating.
Below her were two dragons, a dark and a light one. The dark one, mother she realized, cried out and rushed towards the eggs while the light one, father, recoiled back.
In the center of a nest of rocks and furs were two eggs. Both with cracks reviling that there was nothing inside them.
She heard something beside her and turned.
There was the other. Her brother.
He reached his talons out to grasp her own firmly. As if he was afraid she'd float away otherwise. He pulled her close and wrapped his wings around her.
She leaned into him as the conflicting colors melted away.
They wouldn't be alone and they wouldn't be in conflict with each other. For now they were aligned towards the same thing.
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helena-and-helena-meta · 1 month ago
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Fry thief
In Helena's opinion, fries of any kind are the best snack. They go with lots of foods and sauces, someone else appears to agree with Helena's opinion.
This is apart of Astro_S0up's Wing!Au.
Also this Helena is a self-insert oc and I also posted this on my Ao3
Helena was a formidable presence, with the wings of a Sora and being a skilled hybrid of Atlantean and human. Despite having such a feeble body, they appeared to be skilled in battle, mostly through hydrokinesis. They benefited from it in most circumstances, but not all of them, like the one that exists right now. Helena's face flashes with a look of complete betrayal, and their feathers prickle when they realize that seven of their french fries are missing.
Even though they still had a ton of fries, they were quite irritated by the thought of any of their teammates taking their meal. The first person who immediately came to mind as a food thief was Wally, but the speedster in question was addressing a personal issue.
With a quiet sigh, Helena made the decision to take their box of fries and head to the lounge. "Alright, fess up, who stole my fries?" Helena yells, glancing at everyone in the lounge at the moment. "I haven't touched the shared fridge." M'gann speaks up and turns to face the others.
Helena knows that M'gann never eats food that isn't presented to her, Kon is finicky and doesn't typically eat fries with extra salt, and Artemis won't touch anything but her own food. Kon merely shakes his head while Artemis shrugs.
"Alright then..." Helena storms out, heading into the next room, where they find Dick chatting away while he does his acrobatics, the odd feather dropping to the ground. "Hey Dick, did you steal my fries?!" Helena inquires, having to speak a little louder so that Dick can hear them. With a quick flap of his wings, Dick lands effortlessly in front of Helena and says, "Nah, I had my own fries; Kaldur was in the kitchen earlier though; you should as him if he saw anyone."
As he looks at the box containing Helena's fries, Dick shrugs. Helena swiftly smacks his hand when he tries to smuggle in a fry. "I'll make some more here soon; I've just got to find the fry thief, so stay out of mine."
As they head out of the room to find Kaldur, Helena sighs. A portion of them questions Kaldur's willingness to steal food of any type, given his rigid, straightforward, and respectful demeanor. With their wings slightly puffed up in frustration, the Atlantean hybrid roams around most of Mount Justice, clueless of the whereabouts of their team leader.
After half an hour, they gave up looking and returned to the kitchen. Helena groans as they set their package of fries on the counter. They turn to find Kaldur sneaking a fry as they hear the sound of parchment paper rustling just as they turn to get a drink.
"Kaldur... Did you steal my fries earlier?" Helena queries, glancing at the winged Atlantean, Kaldur's own, which resemble a piping plover's and quiver slightly when he's caught before swiftly relaxing. "Yes, I did." A subtle yet arrogant smile spreads across his face as he starts to move away. As he eats the fries he took, he remarks, "No one will believe you though."
Helena presses their forehead to the counter out of defeat.
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