#time lords with wings

[transgenderdoctorwhomst-old]

the blog @gallifeathers is inactive but has a few New Who winged time lord edits

I like to imagine that flying isn't necessary to get around on Gallifrey but it you would probably show off to your friends if you can do backflips in mid-air.

Time Lord clothes come with wing slits and/or bigger-on-the-inside technology, so the Doctor has to adjust human clothes they pick up to accomodate their wings. Thier wing feathers have hints of artron energy and their DNA, and when properly groomed by other Time Lords, feathers don't fall out often. The Doctor doesn't have any other Time Lords they could ask to do this, so they need to take care to not leave behind feathers so their enemies can't track them. This is a task they fail at, often.

OOOO THANK YOU FOR THE REFERENCE LINK

The only people the Doctor can ask to help groom them are his human companions, which requires both a lot of trust and I imagine a bit of training to do it right. Maybe they give some of their companions loose feathers as a gift, a sort of "here's a piece of me" gesture. (Plus, a crafty companion might be able to use it as a sort of Doctor Detector, like what Jack did with the Doctor's Actual Hand, lol.)

I bet Theta pulled a lot of dumb flying stunts in the Academy with Koschei, the menaces.

[darkmodepls]

Jason "Angel" Fenton is spending a few months as a stay at home dad while Jazz and his kids get settled into life in Gotham. Their new neighborhood seems to be in dire straights and surely won't mind some friendly intervention by a motivated halfa, right? Meanwhile, the Batfamily never really recovered from losing the second Robin. That's got to be the reason they keep seeing his ghost everywhere.

AKA: Amnesiac Jason was picked up by the GIW instead of the LOA. He gets rescued by Team Phantom, adopts a kid, Marries Jazz, has twins, and moves back to Gotham once his wife gets a job at Arkham.

AKA:Jason becomes the Red Hood on accident

[sigsfigs]

featherfowl

[pollyannawog]

Dunmeshi AU where they actually defeat the red dragon the first time yayyyyy! But then the Winged Lion gets his hands on Marcille oh nooooooo

[a-titty-ninja]

[jack-merridoomed]

ralph! darling! light of my life! i'm not gonna hurt you! you didn't let me finish my sentence! i said I'm not gonna hurt ya! i’m just gonna bash your brains in- i’m gonna bash 'em right the fuck in!

[sourscratched]

crumpled pocketful of offbook scraps that are just so wildly clashy and have nothing to do with each other but uhhhh. Enjoy i guess

[sesamenom]

Reverse Gondolin AU family portrait

[veinsfullofstars]

“What’s a pretty knight like you doin’ on a pretty night like this?” “… Stars, you are insufferable, rat.”

(ID: Kirby series fanart of Daroach & Dark Meta Knight floating at an angle over a star-dappled sunset sky. The thief drifts up from the gold light of dusk with a cocky grin and sultry gaze, and the knight hovers above him against a violet backdrop of stars, his wings spread wide and rimmed in both sunlight and starlight, his hand on Daroach’s chin, his eyes on his mouth. END ID.)

Y'know. I had a very different vibe in mind when I started this piece. Then I threw on a gradient map and was like “Oh wait this kinda slaps actually,” so now it’s way more sentimental than I meant it to be. Still like how it turned out, though - drawing these two helps during this current bout of Very Bad Brain Time™.

Started 12/13/23, finished 12/16/23, updated for color correction 11/02/24. NOTE: This was originally posted on my deleted account on 12/16/23.

[starberrysap]

on my 7th rewatch of acofaf…..these neurodivergent pansexual fey got my ass……

[kaiserouo]

Dragon Shaxx

[star-dust-shark]

just remembered that I'm part of like, a ton of fandoms and all I've been posting is pjo stuff- I'll start posting more of other stuff y'all

[show-stoppin-enby]

Spent tonight getting drunk and watching Death To The Mechanisms. Had the time of my fucking life

[transgenderdoctorwhomst-old]

Time Lords with wings. Different regeneration have different kids, and can vary quite wildly in regards to what flying species it might look similar to.

Maybe they grow in size over regeneration. Maybe they're a mostly useless evolutionary quirk they haven't bothered to work out how to get rid of.

Maybe Time Lords typically have them hidden or covered, for one reason or another. Public decency standards, or just to keep them put of the way, or to hide how they emote and how many regeneration you might have gone through.

The Doctor might have unnaturally large wings. Or unnaturally small wings. They keep them hidden so as to blend in with humans, and make their human companions more comfortable.

Clothing designed with compartments to keep your wings safely tucked away in. Bigger on the inside compartments, designed so that with the right twitch you can flare out your wings behind you and give them a good stretch.

Featheres evolved to assist in temporal and spacial sensing, evolved to fly using arton energy. Somewhat fragile, but good for temporal exploration.

Scaled, draconian wings that can withstand the heat of Gallifrey's deserts, resistant to damage, good for warfare.

Just, think about Time Lords with wings.

[ranuunculus]

Metatron and Jophiel

[seaofolives]

🎭 #torokatober2024 day 31/31: memories 🎻

“Do you remember what it was like?” Trowa asks. “Before we met?”

He’d come home from the circus yesterday, and they’d spent all night in bed, up to this morning. Trowa is still on his back, Quatre on his knees; he’d been about to start the day when Trowa caught his hand and pulled him back.

“I do.” Quatre nods. “Why do you ask?”

Trowa shakes his head. “‘Cause I don’t anymore. When I think about how I started wearing my hair like this, I remember your fingers on my scalp as you shave my nape. And I don’t remember what my tent was like without your voice in it. Even all the wars I fought, I don’t remember them without hearing you calling to me. Is it like that for you?” It isn’t.

But Quatre knows what he means. “A little,” he says, smiling slightly. “I remember what it’s like to feel like a speck searching for a purpose in all this space dust. But…I don’t remember how I survived that. Until we met.” He tightens their hands together. “And I realized that I’m never truly alone, after all. Not with you living in the same universe as me. That’s how I know we’ll always meet again, whatever happens. And that all the pains of today…we’ll heal from them in the future.”

“The future…” Trowa whispers.

Quatre nods. “Do you never think about the future?”

Trowa shakes his head.

He sits up suddenly. After a pause, he says, “Left hand,” reaching up to his crown.

Quatre holds his breath, but offers it.

Trowa tugs a lock of hair free, and ties it up several times around Quatre’s fourth finger. “I never thought about the future. Not until we met.” Enclosing Quatre’s hand in-between his, he asks, “Quatre. Will you let me build that future with you?”

That breath Quatre has been holding goes out with a laugh. Trowa has always been full of surprises, ever since they met. “I…” Quatre shakes his head. “Wouldn’t even dream of that future…without you. Mister Triton Winner.”

Triton smiles brightly.

He pulls Quatre into a kiss, and several more after, each one a promise of more mornings shared, conversations in the grass, a hand to hold amid the darkest traumas.

“But,” Quatre gasps when they part, “if you want a different name, I can—”

“Quatre,” Triton looks into his eyes, “I’m building a future with you. I need your name in mine.” Well. Trowa...Triton has always been a sensible man.

Smiling, then, Quatre nods. And laughs with the man who’ll share his future.

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