okay but winged!eddie has THEE potential— he gives himself away constantly with his wings, whether he notices it or not like he gets all puffed up when he’s embarrassed but he also ends up cocooning himself within them a bit, them tucking around his body a little closer. he also uses them to bug steve. so much. needs his attention? eddie does just a little flap that sends a tiny gust of wind that always messes steve’s hair up & steve has to pretend he’s annoyed every time as he fixes his hair. eddie tucks them in as tight as he can the first time he’s in steve’s room but he’s too busy turning to have a look at everything to notice how he’s knocking everything off a shelf in one fell swoop and is mortified, his face pink and the wings all bunched up behind his back :’) he also uses them to block the sun, block the rain, whatever— he loves being able to stick them in steves face and make it impossible to see past anything BUT his wings hehe
oh his wings are SO expressive, he cannot for the life of him keep anything to himself because his wings will give him away immediately. he cant even hide his like for certain pop songs because they just start bouncing away.
so his rebellion is MESSY WINGS.
He's one of the very few people in Hawkins with wings, came from his mothers side of the family, Wayne doesnt have em, so thats why he gave Eddie the only bedroom in the trailer so he's not all cramped in the living room, he does spend a lot of time up on the roof though, likes it up there.
It's not like... uncommon for people to have wings either, there's tons of them in big cities, but it's rare enough out in bumfuck indiana that Eddie's considered a freak for having them in such a small town so thats also a stigma.
messy wings, plus being one of the only few in town to have em? tricky life to live that one.
they're real big too, so rain or shine he's solid, freak rainshower? he's got a built in umbrella, too bright out? instant shade.
and he does so enjoy being a shit with them, he'll nudge his friends with them, use feathers he's plucked to tickle noses, his friends will find random eddie feathers in their backpacks and stuck to their clothes cause he's forever molting down feathers cause he doesnt groom them properly.
Steve though, Steves bedroom is not built for wings though. his house is big sure, and Eddie can stretch out his wings properly in the backyard without knocking anything over, but his bedroom isnt built for a winged person to be in there, so he's KNOCKING STUFF OFF SHELVES AND HE'S VERY SORRY ABOUT IT SO HE'S JUST SITTING THERE AS STILL AS POSSIBLE BEING VERY QUIET TRYING NOT TO BREAK STUFF.
but Steve is... a little in awe of him. hard not to be really, yeah Eddie's always been a bit of a scraggly mess, but those wings... they're so big and fluffy and Steve just wants to tidy them up, groom them, an then Eddie lets him and it's just-- wow.
very wow. softer than he could have imagined, like silk under his fingertips, each feather lighter than air, he's got pinions longer than his entire goddamn arm twice the size at least, they're big.
and eddie is losing his damn mind.
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for writing prompts!! i'm so insanely desperate for more topgun wingfics (esp icemav!!!!) so maybe preening each other with back + neck + shoulder kisses? but i know it's not really a concept for everyone so either 43 or 59 from the kiss list if you'd rather not!! your writing has me SQUEALING it's so damn good so whichever one you choose to write will be amazing i'm sure :>
hello anon!! here you go!!
Maverick unfolds his wings. They stretch out above him like an inky black shroud, baring the skin of his back and the dip of his spine. His primaries brush against Ice’s chest, the dangling tags there, and it’s only because Maverick’s paying attention that he sees the way Ice’s pupils swallow his irises.
“Come closer,” Maverick says.
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Gossamer wings
Transparent strings
Tomorrow greets yesterday
Like all the words on replay
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seeing everyone just mindlessly sign up for threads despite all the clear warning signs feels like I’m living in Sailor Moon or a magical girl anime episode where the Monster of the Day just set up shop over night and their product is literally draining your lifeforce for the Dark Kingdom but people keep going there
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🔪 so grab a plate, have a taste, 这口味让我陶醉! i'm still preying on a butcher's vein—
[ID: a piece of dungeon meshi fanart. on the left are five panels showing a closeup of a character's eye with the hourglass-shaped pupil of the demon: from top to bottom they are the winged lion, mithrun, thistle, marcille & laios. the background, extending to the right, is abstract veins, intestines, feathers & checkerboards. text above, lyrics from butcher vanity - flavor foley, reads:
"The slaughter's mine
Oh, blood and viscera divine
Preserved and primed
Each muscle divvied up to dine
And in the high, 我存在
Tasting 血淋淋的爱
I'll devour all of you in time" End ID.]
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Window wings, fragile panes
Shield me from the dark
Warm me with your spark
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Full resolution images and painting videos on Patreon
Part of my glass wings series
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