#winged!batfam AU

[sophiasrant]

Winged!Batfam AU where wings are really uncommon and are a black market commodity. Bruce has something even more uncommon: bat wings. They are one of a kind. When he’s not Batman, he dresses them with feathers so he can keep his identity. All of the robins were born with regular (bird) wings. The only exception to this is after Jason dies and he emerges from the Lazarus pit, he has bat wings like his father. Wretched mirrors. Yada yada. You get the picture. Something about demons coming back to haunt you.

Toying with the idea of Damian’s wings being plucked as a child while he was in the league so they would resemble his father’s. (Ik bat and bird wings are structured differently but pretend they aren’t.) Maybe they grow back, a rebirth. Maybe they don’t, a grim reminder of what he was supposed to be. Either way, his wings are painful to use compared to the rest of the family. He will power through it when he needs to, but he’s more earthbound than the rest of his family.

[heylosers06]

Wing au!!!!

So Damian is a mix of both his heritages being a bat and a bird which causes trouble in his flying.

Jason would have had a powerful set of wings but unfortunately one was taken.

Dick has colorful wings a bit smaller but fast and agile, the colors help represent the flying Graysons.

Cass is as stated a Chinese paradise flycatcher a tiny but fast bird.

Duke is an angel kidding kidding but he has the biggest wings in the family, he has two big sets that glow because he’s a meta.

I’ll probably do more of the family in another post if this does well because drawing wings is a challenge for me 🥰

[timmydraker]

CW: amputation

Tim was born with wings.

There were tiny at first, so small the doctors didn’t even notice. It was after a few months the little nubs became visible and as soon as they noticed, that was it. They were growing.

By two years old they were three times his size and he wasn’t allowed to leave the house. His parents own a medical company yet they couldn’t figure out how the hell such a deformity could ever exist. They hired very specific doctors to help them and forced them to sign NDA’s, though even if they did people would probably just think it was usual Gotham horse shit.

So, they cut them off.

At two years old his wings were removed and shut away in a box in the basement and after that, Tim Drake stopped being the happy little boy he was. His second year of life was spent in agony as the wounds healed and he learnt to walk again without the normal weight, and that slight discomfort and phantom pain didn’t leave even after he met Batman.

It got worse when he became Robin and knew he was hiding his two disgusting humerus bone nubs left protruding his middle back.

He manages to keep it hidden for several years, but it’s when he’s newly seventeen that he gets hit too bad. A grenade he managed to dodge the explosion from, but that knocked him off a roof and onto a railing.

It’s agony as he lands on his left and feels his ribs shatter and snap, but luckily he passes out and doesn’t feel much of it.

Unfortunately, that also means he can’t insist on doing his own medical assessment like he usually does and Alfred and Dick do it themself.

Alfred notices first and freezes, which makes Dick come over to see.

Neither of them have the chance to hide it from Bruce who surpassingly accepts it quickly and is instead crushed that his son didn’t trust him with such a vital part of he he is.

Tim tells them the real story when he wakes and admits that’s why he didn’t take his parents house after they died and just left it vacant, so he wouldn’t have to accidentally find the bones of his lost life.

When Jason and Dick go with him, Damian as well though he tries to say it’s because he’s bored when really he doesn’t want to be left out on his brothers new chapter.

As requested, Jason goes to find the box for him and he finds it after an hour of looking, only… the wings haven’t decayed.

They’re also moving.

[puppetmaster13u]

Cryptid Batfam Prompt- But in Memes

[shroudedmoon]

CASS!! She's got great grey shrike wings!! I was conflicted over what bird to give her for the longest time but i think this one works well enough

her wings are dyed mostly grey/black with a pop of yellow to keep in line with her costume :)

[junespriince]

Winged heart au

Tim: I want to study you.

Wally, eating his breakfast when Red Robin broke into his house: get in line buddy, so does half the plant.

Tim: I want your spleen.

Wally: why? You already have one.

Tim: I don't actually.

Wally:

Wally, looks at him: what the fuck, how are you alive?

Tim: pure spite and bi panic.

Dick, in his Nightwing suit coming out of Wally's bedroom: Morin' handsome.

Wally: Nightwing did you know your.... Brother.... Cousin.... Whatever the fuck, doesn't have a spleen!?

Dick, dropped his mug: you don't have a spleen!?

Tim I don't need it!

Dick: you do! What the hell!

Tim: it's like an appendix or a gallbladder or something like that, not needed

Wally, studied for far too long for misinformation to be spread like that: I need a drink...

[ghost-bxrd]

Prompt:

Medieval Dragon Rider Au!

Jason is presumed dead after an assassination attempt on the king goes awry, leaving the young prince’s chambers a burnt a ruin.

The only thing that survives the fire is the prince’s dragon egg, passed on to the king’s newest charge, Tim Drake, after a mourning period. To the surprise of everyone, the egg hatches shortly after. “A sign of the dead prince’s approval”, it is declared.

But when Jason returns to attack Tim in revenge for taking his place, it’s on the back of one of the largest dragons the realm has ever seen.

And Tim’s dragon has only just become big enough to saddle a rider two months ago.

[theredhoodedcryptid]

“Gotham’s first clear photo of their Cryptids”

Chapter 20 of the “Justice League’s Adventures with their new Cryptid” is up! I’m also back to regular chapter updates.

Also someone needs to move that spotlight, it’s hurting little robins eyes☹️

And Bruce’s pose is t really helping with the vampire allegations.

[were-wolverine]

continuing my batfam wings au with more designs :3

bruce - verreaux’s eagle

dick - golden eagle

jason - red-tailed hawk

tim - harris’ hawk

cass - bat falcon

damian - black falcon

babs - seychelles kestrel

[sleepire]

On the bat grind ig

I love love love Duke he's so yellow

[sophiasrant]

Batman and his children are winged. No, they are not metahumans, they are representatives of a whole separate subspecies of Homo sapiens. They are representatives of the wind tribe, whose people, according to lost legends, were blessed by the heavens and the winds themselves.

The wind nation has wings, any wings that people can imagine and can't even think of, they are different from ordinary people, taller, truly divine beauty, improved physical performance and longevity, - Alfred is also a representative of the wind tribe, no one knows how old he is and he had the intention to be the keeper of the Wayne family line.

Bruce, like his father Thomas before him and his grandfather Julian, is born by androgenesis. There are so few people of the wind tribe left that they do not even know about each other and as a result, no one can find a mate - and entering into an alliance with a human means a negligible low probability of having a winged child.

They did not become completely extinct only due to the fact that they are capable of virgin reproduction - males, as mentioned above, are capable of androgenesis, and females are capable of parthenogenesis. Rare of them are able to change their gender, but it is so rare that it is considered almost a myth.

Richard Thomas, Jason Aleifer and Timothy Kaia are Bruce's biological children, as you have already understood, they are also the results of androgenesis. Dick has beautiful dragonfly wings, Jason inherited his father's bat wings, but first in his childhood they were covered with downy feathers, Tim has the wings of a nightingale.

They really have bird-like habits and their own special language consisting of a light chorus, rhythmic clicking and whistling. They have sharp claws and small fangs that can be used as weapons.

I hope you enjoyed it! If you want more or have any questions, don't hesitate.

Love this so much. The detail the world building goes into is fantastic. I am super interested in this whole thing. There are a few things I am ofc super curious about. Firstly, how would Damian play into this AU if at all? Second, how would the wind tribe and the physical attributes associated with it play into the public lives of the Wayne family? Also is there anyone that is notably human in this AU?

[starry-bi-sky]

Part SEVEN of "Clone Danny"

Red Robin, Danny recognizes, steps away from him as he sits up. "My name is Phantom," he signs, blinking the exhaustion out of his eyes. (From Red Robin's perspective, it looks like he has no eyes. There lacks his signature green glow.) "I'm not a gang member, just an out-of-town vigilante."

Red Robin frowns at him, an uncertain grip on the bō in his other hand. "Phantom?" He repeats, no lacking amount of suspicion in his voice. "How can I believe that?"

Right. Yeah, okay, that's fair. Danny shrugs at him, and slumps against the wall. "Google search?" He gestures, he's been out in the daytime before and he's seen the news articles about him.

Red's eyes narrow at him and Danny simply draws his knees up and faceplants into them, half-listening to Red's murmurs into his comm while also trying to get some extra-shut eye.

("Oracle, can you pull up anything on a vigilante named Phantom? The guy here is claiming to be one." Tim says.

"On it."

"Is this Phantom wearing a white mask?" Bruce asks, his voice gruff like an aftershock. "There's a vigilante who shares the same name, but he resides in Illinois."

"Is this guy from that Amity city you visited ages ago?" Says Tim, before shaking his head. "Don't answer that. Yes, he's wearing some freaky mask. I said it reminded me of Hood's helmet for a reason."

"I've got something," Oracle interrupts, "Bats' right. as usual. The Phantom of Amity Park, not much stuff of this guy but he's only been out for over a year. Apparently, his rogues' gallery consists of ghosts."

"Oh great.")

"Look tell the Batman that I'm sorry for trespassing on his turf," He signs irritably when Red Robin eventually starts talking to (re: interrogating) him again. "It's not like I want to be here."

"How did you get in Gotham anyways?" Red Robin questions, batman was on his way to help deal with the situation but Tim doubted he wouldn't get caught up on the way with dealing with petty crime. "Your turf is nearly a thousand miles away from here."

"Two words." Danny deadpans, "Teleport ghost." (Red Robin winces sympathetically.) "I'm keeping this bastard in the thermos for a month for this alone."

(Danny was ignoring the slow-choking anxiety growing in his lungs over how he was gonna get home. He never takes his phone when he goes out, the risk of breaking it was too high. He had no way of contacting anyone to get him home.)

(He swallows the growing lump in his throat, and buries the feeling in the back of his mind.)

"Thermos?"

Danny unclips his Fenton Phantom Thermos off from his belt loop and shows it to Red Robin. "My ghost-catching device," He says with one hand, tilting it carefully for Red to inspect. "I wish I could say I made it, but its a FentonWorks invention."

(He wasn't sure if it was a smart idea to say who it belonged to, but saying it wasn't his probably loosened up any tracks on him, right?)

"Do you work with these Fentons, then?" Red asks, and something dark and shadowy flickers from the corner of Danny's eye. He glances over, and sees nothing, and his hackles raise.

(Either that was Batman, or a ghost, or Danny's mind playing tricks on him. He couldn't feel his ghost sense building in his throat, so he decided it was either the latter of the former.)

Danny snorts, quiet and gruff. "No." He clips his thermos to his belt again, stifling a smile on his face. "The Fentons hate me actually, I prevent them from catching ghosts themselves. Their son gives me their tech."

He had a cover story, so he might as well stick with it, right?

Batman shows up at that moment, appearing atop the little roof where the door is, and giving Danny a heart attack when he speaks in his low, rumbly voice like thunder rolling in, "Why would they hate you for that?"

Danny shoots up to his feet with a startled yell in his throat, clutching his chest as he whirls around and looks up. He nearly runs into Red Robin, and signs a few choice swears at the Bat.

"wow you're scarier in person, asshole."

"you didn't answer my question."

"Of course I didn't, you scared me." and Danny takes a trembling step back when the Batman jumps down and lands on the roof in front of him. He's faced ghosts before, but somehow the living is always scarier.

"But, um, the reason is a bit.. complicated, I guess." He says, fingers beginning to shake as his adrenaline wears off. God is he tired. He wants to go home. "The Fentons are the local ghost hunters and local crazies. I don't know if I can call them mad scientists because they're harmless to the living."

"But they're extremely anti-ghost. I've heard from their son multiple times the very unethical things they would do to ghosts if they got their hands on one."

Danny 'talks' a little more before calling it quits, even telling Batman that he can't tell him more without putting his identity at risk.

Plus, its getting harder and harder to hide his bone-deep exhaustion and his growing fear of being stranded in the most dangerous city in America with no way home.

"I would love to tell you more, believe me I'm dying to." Danny signs, shaky sarcasm dripping from his fingers. His hands are visibly trembling and he's withholding a slowly growing panic attack. "But I would like nothing more than to figure out a way to get home."

"Do you have no one to contact?"

"Sort of. But only one of them could probably come get me and get me back to Amity by sunrise. And I have no phone."

That one person being Ellie.

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Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 4.5 (Dani interlude) Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 7.5 (Dan Interlude) Part 8

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[crow-aeris]

Okay but like, imagine:

a little phoenix!Tim finding out that Jason died, and goes absolutely balistic. He sneaks out in the middle of the night and into the cemetary. He brings a shovel, a crowbar, and gets to digging.

in the dead of night, illuminated by only the glowing orange-red light of his wings, Tim pries open a wooden coffin with dirty and splintered hands before peering down at the resting body. It was bruised, burned, lifeless, and Tim could feel some part of himself SHRIEK at the wrongness. Tim assumes it’s beacuase he’s desecrating the resting place of his personal hero… but little does he know…

Why does he feel this unsettled? He’s seen dead bodies before, so why does Jason’s make him feel… disgusted?

with shaky hands, tim plucks out one of his primaries, a beautiful glowing thing capable of bringing back dead rabbits and dogs. he gingerly places it on the center of jason’s chest, waiting with baited breath, but…

Why wasn’t it working?

WHY WASN’T IT WORKING?!

Panic seizes Tim’s throat, but h forces himself to remain calm. Surely there’s a reason for this, right? He’s only ever tested his feathers on animals, and- and animals don’t wear clothes, so that must be the thing stopping him, right?

His hands are shaking, trembling and twitching as he tried to undo the suit Jason was buried in. Tim knows he’d hate this- both the suit and the dying- but what can a dead kid do to stop what happens after death?

Nausea rises in his stomach and bile burns the back of his throat, but Tim forces himself to continue. Goddamnit he’ll continue, even if it kills him. As long as Jason comes back, he’ll continue.

The sound of fabric tearing fills the air, but Tim could barely hear it over his rabbit-quick heart pounding in his ears.

Tim tries again, resting the feather onto Jason’s cold, unmoving chest…

But- but there was nothing.

Nothing- why wasn’t anything happening?!

The plucked feather was slowly losing its glow the longer it was severed from Tim’s body. If it had been used, then the feather would’ve glowed brighter before shattering into hundreds of smaller sparks and being absorbed into the creature’s skin. The light would disperse from the original point before settling and healing the wounds from the level of most, to least lethal. The smaller the feather, the less the effect the healing took…

He’s tried to heal the dead before, and it always worked on animals, so why. Wasn’t. It. WORKING?

Tim clenched his jaw, eyes narrowed with frustration before bringing his wing closer to to chest. He reached up for a handful of feathers before YANKING.

The sharp and metallic taste of blood coated his tongue as tears blurred his vision. A fistful of bright glowing feathers lit of Jason’s peaceful expression. Tim felt his breath hitching with the pain, but he shoved past it. Instead, Tim forced his handful of primaries, coverts, and down against Jason’s chest…

And yet, it refused to work.

It refused to work.

Why was it refusing to work?!

He wailed.

“WHY. WON’T. YOU. WORK?!” Tim screamed, tears staining his cheeks, rolling down his chin and splashing against the fading feathers. The familiar tingling sensation spread from his back, reaching his brusied and battered hands before coalescing in his bloodied lip. He sobbed, collapsing into the disturbed earth as his tears stained Jason’s suit jacket. Tim’s throat ached from the scream, but he managed to sob out, “Why won’t you work? I just want Jason back… Please, I just want Robin back…”

Distracted and drowning in his grief, tim didn’t realize the assassing clothed in darkness creep up behind him. Pressing a damp cloth against his nose and mouth. He tried to fight, a strangled scream fleeing his lips for the barest of seconds before everything was engulfed in darkness.

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Hey y’all… if enough ppl show support for this little story, I’ll continue to write ;]

I’ve already thought out how tim’s healing works :3 (please ask me, I’m literally going feral here)

Part two is up, and it’s here! (I literally love hyperlinks so much)

[puppetmaster13u]

Meme Prompts 14

[shroudedmoon]

its tim time! He's a red check janssen racing homer pigeon! (a mouthful, i know)

Also he's in civvies bc idk which red robin costume to use whoops

[junespriince]

Winged heart au

Wally, walking out of his bedroom, in Nightwing gifted PJ set: Nightwing, it's 3am I swear to— ah shit it's the rest of the clowns, is.... My window!? You broke it!

Jason, to Tim: see, he's exactly his type, pay up.

Tim, fishing out his wallet: well his driver's license ain't flattering I thought he was fugly.

Wally: insulting me in my own damn home, AND BROKE MY WINDOW! you're paying for this, or I'm sueing.

Damian, at Wally's turtle terrarium: good size, good bedding, looks healthy. Well, I like him for his excellent reptile care, he may date Nightwing.

Bruce: we can't decide that on reptile care, he could be a villain.

Wally: I'm about to be, stop eating my food! Get out!!

Duke, eating warmed up leftovers: damn he can cook, Nightwing needs to bag him before I do.

Bruce: no... You're 16...

Cass: plus, Wing will kill you if you take his man

Steph: def def, but dibs on coming here for breakfast!

Wally: no! No dibs!! Leave!!

Dick: hey babygirl... Why are you guys here.

Jason: scoping out our new brother in law, duh.

Steph: babygirl? Really?? Jesus you're a simp.

Wally: that's it! I'm calling my mom.

Jason: ha! We know your not in contact with your abusive bios.

Wally, on the phone: I wasn't talking about her.

Bruce, knows Iris: ... Shit shit shit get me out of here the kevlar not strong enough against that woman!

Iris, bust through the door: Batman, what the hell did I just told you about bothering my baby boy!?

Bruce, trying to get out but kids in the way: IT WAS THEM THEY DRAGGED ME WITH THEM PLEASE, HAVE MERCY!

Jason: damn, no loyalty with this man.

Barry: not when it's Iris.