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#where are my wings
saschazkraus · 8 days
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i need to fly or i will literally [ASCEND TO STARCLAN]. fuck this body for not being born with wings. screaming crying thrashing around rolling on the ground.
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feathers-fur · 2 months
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Where are my wings where are my fucking wings I need to fly out of here oh my fucking god are you kidding me right now WHERE ARE MY WINGS
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tboycatboy · 6 months
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Gender dysphoria? Nah,, wing dysphoria.
where are my prebby white feather things emerging from my shoulder?
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holographings · 15 days
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70s loumandaniel sandwich for @/DarkishGrey302 on twt <3 <3 <3
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thirdtimed · 6 months
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still figuring out how to draw them
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inkskinned · 2 months
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i had a dream last night that i organized a tumblr meetup and we all agreed to go to a local bar together. so i go to the bar but it was a really busy night and i didn't want to ask every stranger "are u here for tumblr reasons" bc that's embarrassing and i'm shy. so i just got a drink and felt very awkward & hoped someone would approach me. tried to look inviting and like i was from tumblr but not like i was "from tumblr". when i left some girl stopped me to ask if i was there for the meetup but i was too shy and asked what's tumblr?
in the dream i went home to make a post about how nobody showed up to the tumblr meetup but my entire dash was people saying they'd gone to the bar but were too fucking shy to admit to being on tumblr so we'd all just had a drink and gone home
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solsarts · 11 months
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Led through the mist By the milk-light of Moon All that was lost, is revealed
Our long bygone burdens, mere echoes of the spring But where have we come, and where shall we end?
If dreams can't come true, then why not pretend?
Oh, how the gentle wind Beckons through the leaves As autumn colors fall
Dancing in a swirl Of golden memories The loveliest lies of all 🍂♪
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puppyeared · 9 months
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my attempt at making a fursona
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stealingyourbones · 29 days
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Every day i read a post where people write that “Bruce Wayne has an adoption problem” or that Danny is adoption bait on the first second of seeing him, not even knowing if he has a want of vengeance and a sad backstory and parallels to Bruce, and every day I want to softly cry in a corner.
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piosplayhouse · 7 months
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"Oh dear," the unicorn thought. "I must've really mucked up the story beyond compare! The Red Bull Luo Binghe is protecting the last unicorn scum?! Unconscionable! He should have driven me off the cliff by now!!"
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puppetmaster13u · 9 months
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Prompt 169
Danny is from a world where everyone has wings, even if most have long since lost the ability to fly. Something about loading and aspect ratio, wings being too small, body too heavy, now mostly used as display, whatever. 
It doesn’t matter even if he had blueprints from when he was like six of a jetpack to help fly. It won’t work anyway and hey, he has his ghost form! Which uh, might be perhaps, affecting his wings which were maybe sort of scorched black and practically down to the bone thanks to the accident. 
It doesn’t matter, he swears. Though he’s admittedly relieved to see the new feathers growing in are different from Dan’s angry sunset. Even if they’re not even supposed to be able to grow back. Alright, this is fine, no one is going to notice! It’s not like everyone knows about the poor Fenton kid whose wings were absolutely destroyed thanks to an accident! It’s fine. 
He’s not flying in a half-panic towards the Far Frozen while crying because his wings are coming back and he’s so scared. He didn’t panic and instantly fled the moment Jazz pointed them out while changing the bandages. 
He definitely didn’t trip over something while wiping away said tears and blacking out from all the stress and all of his problems that he definitely mentioned to someone and isn’t keeping a secret. Definitely. 
Hawkwoman and Hawkman would like everyone to know that neither of them were expecting a very small child to be spat out of the villain of that week’s machine that should definitely not be a portal. A very small child, maybe nine or ten, with a multitude of concerning wounds both old and fresh. Which isn’t even beginning to touch on the wings. 
Feathered, like baby down despite the gnarled scars, unlike their own metallic, with the beginning of tiny specklings like stars amidst the darker fuzz peeking from the wounded flesh. 
Who?! Who dared?! It’s (at least to the forever reincarnating duo) a literal baby! They still have down! Tiny baby fuzz! Was it the portal?! Oh this villain is going to taste their maces for causing this if that’s the case! 
The rest of the Justice League would honestly like to know what just happened and are honestly unsure on if they should stop the two…
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 1 month
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A procession of confessions.
[First] Prev <–-> Next
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tekatonic · 9 months
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huh, Princess Elise is looking a lil different today
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antlerpunk · 25 days
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ULTRAKILL: V1 DESIGN
moving in the game feels like running on all fours so now i can do that AND shoot my gun.
vision's dark until you pick up your first revolver right
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squea · 3 months
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give her ur teeth she needs them for her tooth fairy castle
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currently-haunted · 10 months
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