Wingfic Stories

I was having such a great week in my new home of New York, New York I made some friends at school and I finally got skype set up so I can video chat with Mark all the way back in San Francisco (that's right we moved across the country), I even got my own room in our apartment, and then boom, these freakin crazy werewolf pharmacists kidnap me and mess with my dna, I guess I won't complain about the new wings, that's right they stuck big 12 foot wings in my back, and now my hair is permanently light blue. I forgot to mention my name is Tony. Find out more about Tony's adventure by reading project macaw blood

Based on the song - plead the fifth (destiel) Also on tumblr so if you see it in there it's really me

This is finished!!! This is a wingfic, where each person's wings reflect part of themselves and part of their soulmate. This is a bakudeku soulmate fic with some angst, so if you don't like that then don't read this.

Dan is not one of the normal people, Dan is a freak among freaks. Or maybe no one appreciates him. Phil has never seen much more than the walls of the hospital or maybe he doesn't remember.

ON HOLD, DONT ASK FOR UPDATES Only a diamond can scratch another, but they are easily broken. Tony Stark. Iron Man. Everybody's least favorite Avenger, it seems. Loki Laufeyson. Psychopathic villain who tried to take over the world. Sent to said world to pay for his crimes. When Loki was sent to Earth as a punishment, he expected long hours in a cell, being constantly forced to remember his torture under the Mad Giant. He expected pain and hurt. He didn't expect for the rich and snarky hero to take notice of him. He didn't expect the man to feel empathy. He didn't expect the friendship that started. And, Odin's beard, he did not expect the love he felt. *Omegaverse* *Wingfic* *Dark, trigger warnings for suicide, self harm, and eating disorders* #2 in wingfic #10 in frostiron #2 in ironfrost

Bangtan is well known for their good-looking members and their big beautiful and colorful wings. Each member...except Jungkook. No one has ever seen the Golden Maknae's wings, and Jungkook would like to keep it that way. Because the truth is, his wings are pathetic. [Short Jungkookcentric one-shot]

Perhaps the phrase 'Puppets without strings' would better fit their purpose. That's all they seemed to be now. No one to control them, no emotions, nothing left to ground them, to make them human.  Everything changed when the world found out the truth. NALU STORY Lots of fluff and dark turns! Follow this story with its bad beginning to a beautiful end. Don't judge the story for how it's written in the beginning, I started it when I was around 13, and ended it when I was around 19.

Castiel is an angel who dreams of adventure beyond the tower he's lived in his whole life. Dean lives the family business as a thief with too much adventure to keep to himself. When worlds collide, they both find that they've fallen a little more into something than the fall from the tower that kept them apart. Based on the Disney movie Tangled

Lots of fluffy/smutty/angsty/wonderful little OneShots based on the following Fandoms...... Doctor Who Sherlock Supernatural. Enjoy :)

Virgil knew he was diffrent. The wings on his back just ensured the idea. Finished (cover art by me!)

Castiel is a boy trying to make it on his own, a boy no different from the rest. Except, of course, for the pair of ocean blue wings he's hiding underneath baggy T-shirts and sweaters. He's antisocial and prefers to stick to himself. That is, until a boy named Dean Winchester starts turning everything upside-down. Destiel, high school AU. You don't have to have seen the show to get the plot. Supernatural fanfic.

"Have you ever thought of flying? Have you ever imagined soaring through the skies with the wind behind your ears and the sun shining on your glistening wings? Have you ever thought of exploring and discovering things that other wingless people can't do, all because they can't fly? "If yes, alright, then stop it. Stop with your little fantasies and throw them away. It's not that good of an idea. Trust me. I should know." Ezra Giles has been living his life anxiously and with fear for nearly eighteen years, all because of the wings on his back. In a world where people having wings are a thing, society is bound to collapse at any given second, the government is full of greedy beef-wits who just want money, and the population is composed of sadistic maniacs who want a trophy on their walls and will do anything in their power to get it even if it leaves their hands a tad dirty, it's a hard knock life for anyone who has wings on their backs. After losing his parents to the harsh thing called reality, getting himself humiliated and exposed in his class, Ezra knows there's only one thing he can do: run! And so he did. He is constantly on the move, but he knows he can't run forever. His life is no longer safe, but a group of people are trying to change that, not just for him, but for all those who are oppressed out there. The cover pic isn't mine. It belongs to a user on Shutterstock.

I woke up one day after a terrifying set of events to find myself reborn as Sans the Skeleton, and not just any old Sans, I was a WingSwap Sans!...with Gamer powers? What?!? --------- !!!WARNING!!! All of my stories will be slow to update! Any and all art used in this fic belongs to it's original creator not me, I can't draw for Skittles. Cross posted on Ao3.org First fic please help I need advice Inspired by @KarmaAkabane425 god I love your fic's. Also YAY I figured out how to edit the story description!

Black. Since before I can remember I have been surrounded by black; then one day I awoke. I remember the first time I opened my eyes being to beauty, however as I looked around I felt a heavy weight upon my shoulders.

Everything was normal, was being the key word. Then, wings broke from their backs. No one knows what's happening and they need to band together so they won't fall prey to something that would love to clip and break their wings

Virgil has a secret he is determined not to reveal at any cost. The other Light sides walk around Virgil, flaunting their gifts while he stands at the sidelines, hoping and praying his irritation doesn't take hold. What happens when Virgil's Light Side family and Thomas are threatened. what will happen when he's forced to reveal his secret to the others? Will Virgil's carefully spun relationship of tolerance with the others shatter? Or will it only grow stronger? Who knows in this journey.

hurricane; of feelings, i once felt still do. there is our history in the rooms of my house. { t i n y d o t s s e r i e s #2} (angel!au wing!fic)