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fightingforcreativity·5 days agoText

what2finish:

Hold on to your knickers! You guys continue to go above and beyond our expectations.

For your last minute needs, here’s the current list for podbids! If you are not on our discord and want to get in contact for one of these podbids, please message us a way to contact you and we will pass it along to the organizer.

Remember my friends, auctions will be closed after 23:59:59 (11:59:59 PM) tonight (11/28/20) Central Standard Time.

Creator: KuraKaw 
Auction: #1042
Pod bid: WinterIronHawk :eyes:
Organizer: letsleepoverwork
Organizer contact info: holla into my DMs or @ me

Creator: Simi | deathsweetqueen
Auction: #1003/#1004
Pod bid: Knives Out Stony AU, fuck yeah
Organizer: ShalinaBianca
Organizer contact info: DM me here on Discord or @ me

Creator:  ralsbecket
Auction: #1023/1024
Pod bid: Stony :eyes:
Organizer: Bleakloft
Organizer contact info: my DMs or @ me

Creator: Bleakloft
Auction: #1051
Pod bid: Stuckony soulmate au fancomic
Organiser: Simi
Organiser contact info: DM me through Discord.

Creator: ralsbecket
Auction: #1023/1024
Pod bid: Stuckony stormtrooper, general, Captain resistance
Organiser: Bleakloft
Organiser contact info: DM me through Discord.

Creator: Bill Longbow
Auction: #1039
Pod bid: warlord Steve, Stony
Organizer: BladeoftheNebula
Organizer contact info: DM or @ me

Creator: rudearrow
Auction: #1001
Pod bid: WinterHawk Urban Fantasy AU aka CLOVER 
Organizer: letsleepoverwork
Organizer contact info: DM, @ me, or message me on tumblr 

Creator: perplexinglyparadoxalpersom
Auction: #1008
Podbid: Witcher Marvel crossover
Organizer: Bill
Organizer contact info: DM or @ me

Creator: Bill Longbow
Auction: #1038
Pod bid: Stony armor porn 
Organizer: ralsbecket
Organizer contact info: DM or @ me

Creator: HT
Auction: #1012
Pod bid: Digital manips
Organizer: ralsbecket
Organizer contact info: DM or @ me

Creator: massivespacewren
Auction: #1031
Pod bid: Bucky/Tony cuddles +goat 
Organizer: kurakaw
Organizer contact info: DM or @

Creator: @Kura | A Normal Sized Person
Auction: 1042
Pod bid: Bucky/Tony adorbs
Organizer: @Crackloft
Organizer contact info: DM or @

FAQ | Schedule | Ask | Charities | Creator/Bidder

A few more hours folks!
Get in on the amazing things. Really those pod bids are a great way to get something out of the auction for ltttle money.

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fightingforcreativity·6 days agoPhoto

For the @tonystarkbingo
Fill information:

Title: A Fairytale, This Is Not 
Collaborator Name: Fighting_for_Creativity
Card Number: 4004
Link: https://fightingforcreativity.tumblr.com/post/635971792747577344/for-the-tonystarkbingo-fill-information-title-a
Square filled: adopted - AU: Reincarnation
Ship/Main Pairing: WinterIron (endgame for the fic), Merlin/Arthur, Merlin/Morgana, Merlin/Gwaine (due to the nature of the fic, bear with me folks)
Rating: G
Major Tags : Reincarnation, dreams, visions, Tony’s workshop
Summary:  Sometimes, unbeknownst to Tony, his reflection doesn’t show the man the world sees.
Word Count: -
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Creator’s Notes:

This is one of a few different versions of a cover art for a fic I’m working on. The wip’s title is: “A Fairytale, This Is Not”.


The fanfic itself will be well over 10k and a Marvel- Merlin(TV) crossover. 
All information above might very well change for the fic itself and mostly only applies to the art. 

The text in the art says: “When I dream, I see a world lost so long ago it’s little more than a fairytale now.
And I see a man, a man who is me-
and yet he isnt?/He isn’t, 
and he speaks to dragons
and he serves a king
and he saves and he suffers for that kingdom.
That… That can’t be me/ be me, can it
?”

A big thank you to @dreaminglypeach, @rebelmeg, @endrega23 for encouraging me to do this ❤💕 

And I might need to figure a better way of getting my analog art digital. The scanner didn’t work well and taking pictures tends to blurr the art.

Art Information:


Material used:

  • for the sketch, sketchbook paper, pencil (B5, B3 HB and H2), hard and soft erasers
  • for the colours (copy machine to have the sketch saved), printing paper, alcohol makers (for more information dm me), fineliner, ballpen
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fightingforcreativity·9 days agoPhoto

So… this happened today before and after lecture.


I just wanted to draw a dragon and suddenly I had this.


I abhor the hand but I know it won’t get better.

I still hope this satisfies you @oestentia


Notes to the fanart:


  • Pencil: HB and for shading B
  • Sketchbook paper
  • Eraser, soft
  • Shading done with my fingers 
  • Eyes: Alcohol markers (Gold: China gold, Blue: Frost Blue)
  • References (kinda):
    • Aithusia
    • Merlin
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fightingforcreativity·10 days agoText

what2finish:

It is here everyone! Bids are starting and the clock is ticking down to the end of the week!

Be sure to check out all the auctions on our excel mastersheet. We have 37 Fandoms, 35 Creators, and 53 Auctions for everyone to fall in love with.

You can also navigate through the event using the creator masterlist post or just search within the tags for your favorite pairing/fandom/character etc. Take a chance of a creator you haven’t heard of! Find an idea you’d love to see finished! Spread the word and have fun creating podbids with your fellow bidders!

Speaking of podbids, join our discord! We have podbids being made, prompts that are exclusively on discord being offered, and of course, fellow participates of the event hanging out and cheer each other on!

We hope everyone has a blast with our auction week and the mods are around to answer any questions you have that pops up! Shoot us an ask, an email, or if you’re in the discord, @ us.

Happy bidding and much love,

The WTF Mod Team

FAQ | Schedule | Ask | Charities | Creator/Bidder

Guys this is a wonderful thing and I just wish for everyone to enjoy themselves and that the donations will aid those in need.

For that, the more bid the better! Soooooo
If anyone of you have some bucks to spare, go and browse the creators lists. Maybe something will take your fance~

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fightingforcreativity·13 days agoText
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So instead of going to bed like I was told by my discord friends, this happened. Whops?


Just another dragon for my dragon collection.

I kinda want to get back into drawing more so you guys might see more of my sketches in the future. *shrug*

That reminds me, @rebelmeg don’t I still own you a dragon drawing?

Info to the sketch:
Title: Pen(cil)-Dragon

Used material

  • Pencil HB
  • Sketchbook paper
  • Eraser, soft
  • Shading done with my fingers
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fightingforcreativity·18 days agoText


This is part of the charity event: What2Finish, created by @what2finish.

Creator’s previous works: Here!

Link to GDrive Folder of WIP Summaries/HCs/Plot Bunnies Creator is Offering: Here!

you can contact the creator before bidding at:

Discord: J_Gun_i#9303

Tumblr: fightingforcreativity.tumblr.com

Likes: Magic/Fantasy, healthy relationship between characters, domestic Avengers, found family/team feels, fluff, cuddling, bed sharing, (mutual) pining, wrong number, identity porn, 5+1s, various AUs (e.g. college AU, soulbond/soulmate AU, fairytale AU, non-powered AU,), crossovers (so long as it’s another fandom I listed/ know things of). BAMF characters, enemies-to-friends, music (lyrics, poetry, quotes), dark fic and plenty more.
 ->Seriously, it’s more like most of anything goes.

Do Not Wants: maiming/extremely graphic torture/animal harm, modern jail/prisoner.

Preferred Charities of the creator: Any

Full Charities List

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Auction #1

Type of fanwork: fanfiction

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing(s): Stony, WinterIron, Bucky/Natasha, others

Character(s): Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov, Bucky Barnes, others

Rating: General, Teen, Mature, Explicit

WIPs/Prompt:

  • Don’t Touch My Stuff: Estimated 10k.
  • The Princes And The Pauper: Estimated 8k-12k.
  • Anastasia AU continuation: Estimated up to 10k.
  • Gymbuddies: Estimated 5k
  • Hanahaki desease collab (with @dreaminglypeach ): Estimated 8k-10k.

-Short sequels to some of my previous storys: 

Summaries (in order as listed WIPS):

1.) After Steve finds Bucky and succeeds in bringing him back to the tower, Tony has finally had enough of hiding his true colors. Besides, Red and black has always suited him best. 

Tag: Team Steve bashing (slightly?), Hydra Tony, Darkfic, dub-con because of the power-dynamics

2.) A twin brother could be one of the most wonderful things life could gift you with. For the longest time, Anthony though of his twin Gregory as such that.Little did he know, that his brother wasn’t as content with life like Anthony was.In a world where only the firstborn can inherit, the second-born twin falls victim to greed.

Tagviolence and medieval typical behavior, evil twin, refusual to eat, very angsty beginning, general very angsty, Stony

3.)  Years after HYDRA’s attack on the Romanovs, Bucky has given up all hope of ever finding the real princess again. He spent only one evening with the princess, but he knows he’s never going to forget her. Still, his heart can’t help but leap when he meets Natalia, a young woman trying to find passage to Paris. Bucky – and fellow conman Steve – jumps upon the opportunity to help her, especially since the Dowager Empress has once again declared a search for Princess Anastasia, offering a vast reward to whoever reunites her with her beloved granddaughter.

Tag: Anastasia AU, Bucky/Natasha, angst, feelings, a bit of humor, family reunion

4.)  Bucky is a trainer working at the gym Rhodey frequents. One day, Rhodey brings Tony with him, and the engineer literally bumps into Bucky. Or maybe it’s the other way around; neither of them can be entirely certain whose fault it is. Tony, being a smartass as always, gives Bucky one hell of a tongue-lashing and Bucky can’t help but grin like a loon and is smitten from then on. 

Tag: humor, fluff, a tiny bit mean Tony at the beginning, asshole exboyfriend, WinterIron, getting to know each other

5.)  When the Avengers (and assorted associates) find out Tony has hanahaki disease and the person he loves doesn’t love him back, they hatch a plan to save his life. They’re each going to go on a date with him, in the hope that he’ll fall for someone else instead.

Tag: Tony/others, hanahaki, fluff and humour (and impending character death related angst), first dates, true love conquers all


Starting Bid: $10

Creator Notes:

Please note that my first language is not English, however everything I write will be betaed by a native speaker. I can also offer translations from English to German or vice versa. 

I’m willing to offer more if the bid rises to a certain amount.  If we get to 25$ here, I will write a short drabble in addition to your chosen WIP. If we get to over 30$ I’m throwing in a ficlet (up to 1.5k) with the winner’s choice of pairing/fandom. 

If we get to over 35$, I’m offering an additional fic of up to 2.5k. Should we exceed 40$ and the winner wants more than one of the listed WIPs, I’m open to negotiation. 

In case of even higher bids, I will finish the WIP and then throw in a podfic of the WIP plus a customized fic in any of the fandoms listed on this post (link).

Any futher questions can be asked through DM~

Current Bid Spreadsheet: Here.

  • Please check what the current bid is at before bidding.
  • Bids might take a few minutes to load.
  • Bidding ends on November 28th 11:59:00pm CST. The highest bid before that deadline will win the auction.

Bidding Form: Here.

  • Please check the Bid Spreadsheet and bid higher than the previous bid.
  • You will not be notified if you have been outbid. Only the winner will be notified after bidding ends.

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Auction #2

Type of fanwork: fanfiction

Fandom: Marvel 

Pairing(s):  Stony, WinterIron,Stuckony, IronFury, WinterIronWidow, others

Character(s): Steve, Bucky, Tony, Nick Fury, Natasha Romanov, more

Rating: General, Teen, Mature, Explicit

WIPs/Prompt:

  • The New Beginning: Estimated 15k~20k
  • The Other Earth: Estimated 15k~20k
  • Untitled WinterIronHusband 20k (hopefully?)
  • Eye Of The Spy: Estimated min 15k
  • The Enemy Within: Estimated 15k-20k

-Sequels to some of my previos storys:

Summaries (in order as listed):

1.) Steve has been lonely since his friend Tony changed schools. When he has the opportunity to join Tony at his new school, he jumps on it, finding new friends and an old one. Unfortunately, it’s just a matter of time before Steve’s feelings for Tony come into conflict with Bucky's 

Tag: High School AU, Steve is bad at feelings, Amnesiac Bucky (kinda), minor other pairings, final ship open to discussion - could be Stuckony, Stony or WinterIron 

2.)  After Bucky’s Mission gone wrong, he ends up lost amongst the stars with no memory of the life he had before. On his home planet, his partners Tony and Natasha try to carry on without him, even as Tony loses his memories of Bucky. Now all they have left is their baby boy Winter and the hope that one day they might find each other again. 

Tag: WinterIronWidow, Mirror planet, two earths, cats as mystical beings, amnesiac Bucky and selective Amnesia Tony, Natasha having some interesting abilities

3.) Ever since college, Rhodey and Tony have had a tight bond. As life goes on, they grow closer until they marry in secret. And then one day Bucky Barnes walks through their door and shakes everything up. 

Tag: WinterIronHusband, Angst, Fluff, soft boys, bad dates (for Bucky), canon minor character death (Tony’s parents)

4.) Nick Fury has never met anyone as irritating as Tony Stark. However, as he goes from being Tony’s not-so-secret bodyguard at MIT to a business relationship that was years in the making, Nick finds his opinion of Tony changing. 

Tag: IronFury, Starts during MIT, Movie Retell (IM 1 and IM2), Nick Fury’s POV, movie associated warnings

5.) When the Beyonder pulls together different parts of different dimensions, Tony is finally free of the no-tech dimension he’s spent what felt like years trapped in and sets out to find a way home. He’s just not alone. 

Tag: Avengers Assemble AU, Ultron, WinterIron, Loki is a good guy, canon divergent from the end of s3

Staring Bid: $15

Creator Notes:

Please note that my first language is not English, however everything I write will be betaed by a native speaker. I can also offer translations from English to German or vice versa. 

I’m willing to offer more if the bid rises to a certain amount.  If we get to 30$ here, I will write a short drabble in addition to your chosen WIP. If we get to over 35$ I’m throwing in a ficlet (up to 1.5k) with the winner’s choice of pairing/fandom. 

If we get to over 40$, I’m offering an additional fic of up to 2.5k. Should we exceed 45$ and the winner wants more than one of the listed WIPs, I’m open to negotiation. 

In case of even higher bids, I will finish the WIP and then throw in a podfic of the WIP plus a customized fic in any of the fandoms listed on this post (link).

Any futher questions can be asked through DM~

Current Bid Spreadsheet: Here.

  • Please check what the current bid is at before bidding.
  • Bids might take a few minutes to load.
  • Bidding ends on November 28th 11:59:00pm CST. The highest bid before that deadline will win the auction.

Bidding Form: Here.

  • Please check the Bid Spreadsheet and bid higher than the previous bid.
  • You will not be notified if you have been outbid. Only the winner will be notified after bidding ends.
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fightingforcreativity·2 months agoText
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@buckybarnesbingo​, 

another bingo fill from me~
It’s a rather dark so proceed with caution (Nothing graphic though)
@riotfalling​, tons of hugs for the beta read darling!


Title: Modify, Babe.

Collaborator: J_Gun_I (Fighting_for_Creativity) 

Square Filled: K3 Kink: BODY MODEFICATION 

Ship: WinterIron 

Rating: Mature

Major Tags: DARK, not cap friendly, not avengers friendly, Rhodey is a good bro, Pepper is a good bro, Bucky POV,  Body Modification (Kink)

Summary: James knows they are different. His lover and he do think outside the boxes. A lot of people don’t like that. At least they have each other to enjoy the modifications.

Word Count: 644

Link: https://fightingforcreativity.tumblr.com/post//modefy-babe (tumblr)

Initiate Reboot. Protocol Phoenix activated. 

Those words stared back at James from the blue screen. Innocent on their own, sinister together. James knew what they had been doing, what they had agreed on, was considered abnormal, evil even. But the former brainwashed soldier had yearned for this. He had watched with eyes as cold as their colour during all those meetings and discussions other people had about the ‘ethics’.

He hadn’t cared. The only thing he had cared for, still cared for, was his lover’s opinion. Thankfully, they both were of the same mind. So, him and his sweetheart conspired against all of the others. They met when it was dark and no one was around but them.

They discussed how to bend the laws, how to flex them to their liking, to make it possible to do what they both yearned for.

Completion 54% 

James and his lover had known that there would be obstacles, that if the so called heros found out, they’d try to stop them. Therefore they operated in the shadows. It took longer, making them impatient and so much more yearning for it. A lazy smirk settled on James’s lips when his eyes flickered to the blood stained shield in the corner.

In the end James had lost control and snapped. He had been amazed at the spin Miss Potts and Colonel Rhodes put on James’s betrayal. The only thing people would remember of the good old Cap and Avengers would be their attempted assissination on Tony Stark. In fact, while James was waiting for the completion of their dreams, the memorial in honor for the Avengers Battle of New York was taken down.

Completion 99%

Giddiness and excitement bubbled in James’s chest. Only a few more moments, a couple more breaths and it would be done. No going back from this but it was worth it. The low simmering arousal he was feeling since they started the process ignited anew and James wanted nothing more than the cradle to open.

‘Finally’

Friday announced: “Completion 100%. Connectivity outstanding. Protocol Phoenix was a success. Hi Boss.”

Out of the cradle stepped his love. Formerly brown eyes shone blue like the screens around them. The bronze skin had lightened a bit, making him look only slightly sunbathed instead of the deeper tone from before. The scars on the chest glittered with the nanities silver before vanishing in front of James’s eyes.

But the most remarkable difference was the arc reactor casing. Now it was covered by a thin layer of see-through skin. The blue light of the reactor itself was a tiny bit muted but the way his lover stood straight and breathed easily showed it was finally a part of the body it sat in.

“Tony,” James practically moaned his lover’s name. Metal hand reaching towards his genius, the dark smirk on Tony’s face sent shivers down the assassin’s spine. 

“It’s so wonderful to be able to breathe love. But you know what else is wonderful?”

James knew Tony didn’t expect an answer and so he waited. Suddenly he felt his own arm, his own metal hand, close on his throat.

“I have finally control over that beauty of yours.”

“Tony.” James’s brain couldn’t come up with the words he needed to tell Tony how he felt. They had wanted this. Both being desperately into it. And now they had it. Now it was theirs and no one could take it away anymore.

“I know, sweetheart. I know. I need you, too. Let’s see what this little modification of mine can do for us, huh?”

“Yes, please!” James moaned.

The Avengers were no more. Potts and Rhodes were on their side, and Tony had already planned further modification to both their bodies should Phoenix be a success.

James couldn’t wait, which didn’t stop him from enjoying himself in the meantime.

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fightingforcreativity·2 months agoText

oriuff so peer pressure huh?


I was tagged by @weethreequarter and @rebelmeg! So noway for me to say no, right? ;-)

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 Rules: post the last 7 lines of your current wip and tag 7 people to keep it going.
(got one more line, sue me)

This is part of my Tony Stark Sorcerer Supreme AU

~~~

Peep. Peep. Peep.

A constant rhythm. A noise irritating and yet so very important that he couldn’t understand why it irritated him in the first place.

Peep. Peep. Peep.

There with every breath he took, with every moment that passed. Approximately 60 peep per minute, so one each second and 4 every breath. Breathing was hard, shallow and felt like a core altogether. He kinda wished that he could stop.

Peep. Peep. Peep.



I dunno who to tag sooo.


@riotwritesthings @jamesbuckystark @dreaminglypeach@journeythroughtherain@orchidpeach560@endrega23​ @originalobjectteorist 


I hope you guys are ok with being tagged. If not ignore this, no pressure folks!

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fightingforcreativity·2 months agoText


Thank you, @tonystarkbingo​ for creating such lovely events! Can’t wait for my Mark IV card! (Am I late with the masterpost???)

Name: Fighting_for_Creativity (ao3)/ fightingforcreativity(here)
Card Number: 023


S1 War Machine - War Machine -https://archiveofourown.org/works/26700670- Teen - Rhodey/Tony


S2 FRIDAY -  New Family Members- https://fightingforcreativity.tumblr.com/post/630315029269495809/new-family-members- General Audiences - Tony & FRIDAY &Bot Family, 


S3 Epilogue - Her Epilogue  - https://archiveofourown.org/works/26587576 - Teen - Peggy/Daniel


S4 Touch - Missed Dance- Second Chance https://archiveofourown.org/works/26326441 - General Audiences - Bucky/Tony


S5 Insomnia  - “Insomnia is a bitch” - https://archiveofourown.org/works/26500408 - General Audiences - ThunderIron (can be read as ship)


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fightingforcreativity·2 months agoText

dreaminglypeach:

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For @tonystarkbingo​, inspired by the Cure song for which the work is titled.

Title: F.R.I.D.A.Y. I’m in Love 
Card number: 023
Creator: eachpeachpearplum
Square filled: FRIDAY
Rating: Gen
Ship/Characters: Tony
Major tags: music, art (for some definition thereof)
Summary: Tony sing as he works, and FRIDAY is just as sassy as her brother was.
Link: https://dreaminglypeach.tumblr.com/post/630266427459403776/art-friday-im-in-love
Word count: N/A 

it’s dumper cute and I have seen the early stages and had already been all swooning!
I also adore the color scheme!

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fightingforcreativity·2 months agoText
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You can blame @rebelmeg​ for this! We were talking about bots and fills and suddenly she accosted me with the idea of Eve and Wall-E being friends with Tony’s bots. We made a deal then. She has a very very lovely cross stitch pattern now and I have this~

This is my entry for  @tonystarkbingo​ Flash Bingo (September Edition)

Title: New Family Members

Collaborators: Fighting_for_Creativity 

Card Number: 023 

Link: https://fightingforcreativity.tumblr.com/post/630315029269495809/new-family-members

Square: FRIDAY

Ship: Tony with whoever you choose.

Rating: Teen and Above 

Tags: Cute, Bots, Bot Family, Tony’s army of bots,

Warning: none

Summary: Tony really shouldn’t tinker after watching a movie and running on little to no sleep. Albeit… Maybe he should do it more often.

Word Count: 735

(Fill below the cut)

Oh… whoops?’, Tony thought as he stared blurry eyed at a square-ish  robot chirping and rolling around his workshop. DUM-E was seemingly attached to that yellowish bot’s metaphorical hip and in the corner Tony could see a white hovering oval-shaped  bot quietly exchanging beeps with U and Friday.  

“FRI, baby girl, where do those bots come from? Do I have to pay someone to keep this shush shush?”

The slight static rumbling indicated his girl’s chuckling. Tony felt a wave of pride flooding him when she replied cheekily, “Only yourself, Boss. And maybe the rest of the family.”

Tony tried to look put out by this reply, he really tried, but when the yellow bot came to him and blinked with it’s big eyes, he couldn’t stop the big ass grin.

And if he cooed, that was no one’s business but his.

“Hello, hello. And who are you?”

“WALL-E,” answered the small bot, outstretching its claw and reaching for Tony’s stained jeans. As soon as the name registered, the engineer realized what he had done.

“Oh. Oh god. Note to self, never watch movies with robots in them while running on 2 hours sleep for 57 hours and an unholy amount of coffee.”

“You want me to mark that done, Boss?”

“Na, it’s fine, Baby girl.” Then Tony turned back to the bot, who still looked at him with big, oh so gullible, eyes. ‘Gosh this bot is going to be the death of me.

“Hello, Wall-E, you’ve  already found friends here?”

“Wall-E!” 

“Dum-E and you are probably best friends by now.” The happy chirp sound coming from both bots was confirmation enough. Tony loved his bots dearly, and adding one or two more didn’t seem such a bad choice now that the engineer got to talk with one. Just as he decided that yes, he would find room for the two new additions to his bot family, the second one, Eve if he remembered correctly from the movie, came over.

Tony watched and waited, curious to see how they bots interacted now that he was around.


Eve made a smiley face when Wall-E chirped at her and then turned to him, saying, “Hello Ton-E. I’m Eve. Thank you for housing us.”

Tony was taken aback by Eve’s articulation skill. None of his former bots had been that expressive. But alas, none of his bots had been programmed to act quite like Eve either.

So, after collecting himself, he smiled gently, reaching out his hand until Eve touched it in a mimicry action. Only then did he say, “You’re most welcome Eve. I hope you and Wall-E will come to love it here. But fair warning, I’m a bit loud sometimes.”

“That, boss, is an understatement.”


“Hey!”

The equivalent of laugher was heard from all corners of the shop as all the bots chimed in.

It ended in Tony sitting sulkingly on his chair mumbling, “Betrayal, from my own blood! How dare them all. That snark, that sass! Unbelievable.”

But all the bots knew he didn’t mean it, and those that weren’t sure, like Dum-E and Wall-E came rolling and doing what equals cuddling to him until Tony was laughing with them.

Throughout the day Tony managed to sort out a section for Eve and Wall-E to stay at, without the other bots intruding on their space because, -”No Dum-E, Eve and Wall-E’s space is their space because they are like me and my love. No interrupting while love time.” - and get to know the newest additions to his family.

In the evening he asked into the room, “What do you all want to do?”

Yes Tony had to do some SI stuff, and Avengers gear updates and -tomorrow waits for no one, love- , but he had decided that spending time with his family was more important. Seeing as his love wasn’t around at the moment, he sure as hell could spend his free time however he wanted.

In the end, they all watched a movie together. Wall-E and Eve, as the honorary new siblings, had picked it. The name was Big Hero 6.

As soon as Tony’s eyes lay on the marshmallow like bot; as soon as Friday commented that he looked oh so lonely, Tony’s head filled with schematics.

If a bit later his love told him “Tony no!”, well seeing his bot family happy was worth whatever loving scolding he would gain.

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fightingforcreativity·3 months agoPhoto

Missed Dance- Second Chance

Notes:

This ficlet would be without 

@massivespacewren

​ who gave me a lovely addional prompt: 

  • how about, bucky coming home late night after a mission, which went on longer than he planned, so he missed a bunch of social events that he wanted to go out with tony to, and he thinks tony is probably asleep by now, but he comes home to tony waiting for him (in a tux? or just dressed down?) and he’s got the music ready and made a bit of space in their living room and pulls bucky in for some surprise dancing session, with just the two of them

Also many thanks to @the-chibi-sempai for the quick betaing.

In additon this ficlet ticks off two sqaures, one for @tonystarkbingo‘ flash bingo: Touch, and one for @buckybarnesbingo Y4 Surprise Dancing.
[Bingo Fills: 

TSBFlash

Title: Missed Dance- Second Chance

Collaborators: Fighting_for_Creativity

Card Number: 023

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26326441

Square: touch

Ship: WinterIron

Rating: general

Tags: Soft, Fluff, Angst, Bucky Barnes Feels, Soft Tony Stark

Warning: none

Summary: A mission delayed Bucky’s plan to go out with his boyfriend.

Thankfully said boyfriend was nothing if not resourceful.

Word Count: 980

BBB

Title: Missed Dance- Second Chance

Collaborator: J_Gun_I

Square Filled: Y4 Surprise Dancing

Ship: WinterIron

Rating: General

Major Tags: Soft, Fluff, Angst, Bucky Barnes Feels, Soft Tony Stark

Summary: A mission delayed Bucky’s plan to go out with his boyfriend.

Thankfully said boyfriend was nothing if not resourceful.

Word Count: 980


On Wednesday evening Bucky finally got to board the extraction quinjet. He had been supposed to be home on Friday last week and hated that some greenhorn screwed up their mission so badly, that Bucky had to save not only that newbie’s ass but everyone’s else as well. Which, sadly, included their main target, who had been a dick from the moment Bucky’s team got their hands on him. 

To think that I had to cancel my dining and dancing plans with Tony because of this fuck up…

Sighing deeply, Bucky leaned back into his seat, waiting for Fury to enter the conference room for their debriefing. The super soldier wanted nothing more than to get back home. Maybe stopping at a flower shop and buying Tony some carnations in red and white, before returning home to his lover and apologizing for the missed date and social events. 

If Bucky managed to do it right, Tony would agree to go out on the next Friday Bucky’s preferred bar did a swing evening. Fury’s rude voice interrupted his musing, “Anything to add, Sarg?”

“Only if you send me on another mission with any greenhorn, ‘m gonna quit.”

By the small barely there tug upwards of Fury’s lips, the man was amused. ‘Bastard.

~~

Finally, Bucky was home. He took two steps at a time, being too impatient to wait for FRIDAY sending down the elevator. The flowers were a beautiful arrangement protected by foil and Bucky hoped Tony would love the meaning behind them.

Arriving at the penthouse, Bucky entered his personal code into the panel lock. When it was accepted, the door slid open and Bucky entered Tony’s their penthouse. The super soldier still wasn’t used to calling Tony’s living quarters theirs, but he sure loved the sound of it. Upon entering Bucky briefly wondered why the lights were all dimmed, hoping that he wouldn’t wake Tony if his genius was already sleeping for once.

Proceeding towards their living room, Bucky felt like he walked into the wrong apartment. Sure, the glass wall was still there as well as the big cream-colored couch, but that one, as well as most of their furniture, was shoved to the side, leaving plenty of space in the center of the living room.

For a terrifying moment, the soldier believed that Tony was done with him and wanted to renovate like people did when they got rid of the old ballast. Then the dimmed light turned a bit brighter and his eyes landed on Tony.

Whatever panic might have tried to claw at him before, it was gone. Tony was wearing one of Bucky’s favorite tuxedos. A red one with beautiful blue accents on lapel and cuffs. Elegantly Tony stood, a swift smooth motion, his high-class upbringing clearly showing.

Soft music started and from one moment to the next, Bucky found Tony in front of him, taking the bouquet.

“My. Are those for me, darling? They’re beautiful.”

A faint blush graced Bucky’s cheeks, eyes glued to Tony’s every move while the smaller man took care of the flowers.

Upon Tony’s return, Bucky had time to take in their surroundings and had realized that the floor was decked out with parquet. To the side stood Bucky’s old fashioned gramophone, the needle dropped and hooked up to the penthouse speakers.

The music wasn’t one of his LPs but a waltz and as soon as Bucky’s brain caught up with that , he flushed even more. Before Bucky had left, the taller brunet had confessed to Tony how much he wanted to learn the waltz, that back in his days only upper-class children were taught and he had learned swing instead.

Tony had smiled softly at him and promised, lips touching featherlike Bucky’s own, that one day he would teach the taller man. 

Looks like the day arrived.

“Hi, sweetheart.”

“Good late evening to you, Mr. Barnes. Might I be so daring and ask for this dance?” Tony’s brown eyes sparkled mischievous, the only thing giving way to how much this was a game for both to enjoy. The slight bow and outstretched hand. The soft lighting. Everything about this gave off a fairytale-like vibe.

“Oh, I’m not so sure I’ll be able to dance this, Doctor Stark,” Bucky replied, coyly. Because he was so focused on his smaller lover, Bucky saw the moment Tony’s pupils dilated a fraction. ‘Two can play this game, honey.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Barnes. If you let me, I shall lead you through it. I promise to be patient and gentle.”

Tony’s voice was promising things and before Bucky knew what he did, his metal hand lay gently in Tony’s outstretched one.

Not more than a heartbeat passed before Tony pressed a soft kiss to the metal fingers, a butterfly-like touch. Then he guided Bucky on the parquet. The soldier’s heart was beating furiously, nerves, and love competing to be the reason the tall brunet went into cardiac arrest. Getting into position, Bucky could have sworn his body melted against Tony’s while Tony was all solid muscles and confidence. The first few steps were more stumbles than real dancing but Tony whispered whatever step was needed softly, leading him through, first one, then a second and a third waltz.

Without fully acknowledging it Tony had slipped into being lead during their third waltz and Bucky beamed after.

“I knew you would do fantastic, Buckeroo.”

“M sorry for the missed date, doll.”

“Don’t be. We can practice a bit more before you go and touch me all in public.”

A soft chuckle followed that statement. Forehead against forehead, they breathed each other’s air. Tony’s hand resting gently on Bucky’s back, while Bucky’s arms rested on Tony’s shoulders. 

They didn’t dance any real dance for the rest of the evening, simply swaying to and fro with each other, content to just be.

“Winterwonder?”

“Hm~”

“Welcome home.”

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My Masterlist for @tonystarkbingo ‘s Flash Bingo. (redone because I choose wrong formatting before. Sorry)


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Fill S1- “doghnuts” swapped with “Secret Siblings, especially evil twins” from the Adoptees - The Princes And The Pauper- Chapter 2: The Scars You Left On Me -Mature - Stony



S2 Howard Stark - Guarding You - Chapter1: En Garde  Collab with @jamesbuckystark-  Explicit - WinterIronHusbands 


S3 I am Iron Man - I am Iron Man (Poetry)- Gen- implied Pepperony


S4  Accidentally Saving The Day - How We Came To Be Friends First, Teen and Above - Friendship between Rocket, Groot and Tony


S5  Roommate/Neighbor - Guarding You- Chapter 2: Guard Your Heart (Collab see above)- ExplicitWinterIronHusbands

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The Other Earth

~~~Chapter 1:  A Whisper In The Night~~~

Notes:

Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Iron Man (Movies)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Natasha Romanov/Tony Stark, others, James “Bucky” Barnes/Tony Stark, James “Bucky” Barnes/Natasha Romanov, Natasha Romanov/Tony Stark
Characters: James “Bucky” Barnes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Tony Stark, James “Rhodey” Rhodes, Steve Rogers, Barnes family - Character, Alpine the Cat (Marvel), OFC, baby winter
Additional Tags: Amnesia, Presumed Dead, Family, Mystical Creatures, Fluff and Crack, bakery Au elements, Mirror Worlds - Freeform, Alien Culture, Alien Biology, Cross-Posted on Tumblr, Angst, Angst and Tragedy, Happy Ending, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Avengers still being Avengers, oc child - Freeform, child named Winter, (OFC and Winter do not have a main role)
Summary:

Bucky had a cat, had a job at a local bakery, and some odd jobs here and there. At night, he would look in the sky, trying to figure out the constellations, seeing the stars differently than he faintly remembered. At the same time on one of those stars far away, a star named Earth, Tony Stark held his baby boy, whispering, “One day, you’ll know you’re the world.[…]”

Notes:

This fills a square for @starkbucksbingo


Title:
The Other Earth- A Whisper In The Night
Collaborator Name: Fighting_for_Creativity
Square Filled: B5- Didn’t Know They Were Dating
Ship/Main Pairing: WinterIronWidow
Rating: Mature
Major Tags & Triggers: Amnesia, presumed dead, Family, mystical creatures, slight crack (later), bakery Au elements, mention of alcohol abuse 

Summary:

Bucky had a cat, had a job at a local bakery, and some odd jobs here and there. At night, he would look in the sky, trying to figure out the constellations, seeing the stars differently than he faintly remembered. At the same time on one of those stars far away, a star named Earth, Tony Stark held his baby boy, whispering, “One day, you’ll know you’re the world.[…]”

Word Count: 2699



The reassuring click sound of his lock opening as he turned his key let Bucky smile. He had a couple of jobs a day and the city he lived in- Bucharest- had a burglar problem, or maybe every city had that in the cheaper neighborhoods. His lock still being intact meant that his things were still where they belonged. A low meow greeted him when Bucky stepped inside.

“I’m back, Alpine. Gimme just a few moments,” he said while shrugging out of his jacket and pulling his boots off, “I’ll renew your water and give you fresh food. ‘That is wonderful, Bucky! Thank you. How was your day at the bakery Bucky?’ Why thank you Alpine! It was stressful but the old lady from three streets down insisted on tipping me.”

During his little monologue, Bucky made his way to the kitchen, refreshing the water, rinsing the bowl before giving his beloved white cat fresh water. Then he gave her food and continued to tell her of his day, despite Alpine lazily blinking at him and doing the equivalent of a shrug before she dug into her food.

Smiling softly Bucky observed her for a moment before he made himself something to eat as well. While he prepared and then ate his spaghetti, he thought about his current life and the still amiss memories. Just yesterday he had remembered that his friend’s name had been ‘Stevie’ and that the blond had lived with Bucky, his ma, and his sisters for the most part of their childhood. Why that was though, Bucky still didn’t know.

What he had compiled so far was all safely stored away in a red leather-bound book. The book had a spider-like web in black, and the book ribbon was golden intertwined with a cerulean blue. Somehow the book called out to Bucky so he bought it. After his purchase, he had stared at the thick pages for quite a while until he got a memory of a faint male chuckle. He had scrambled to catch that sound, to describe it with every word he had relearned over the time he had been here, but it faded too fast for him to grab.

The first page in the book was filled.

More followed and now he had already written about half the pages. Sometimes it were scrambled notes, dreams fading too fast to note down. Sometimes it were memories so vivid that Bucky could detail every aspect of them. Such a memory was of him wanting a dog, after spending time with Rumko, the dog from his family’s neighbors.

Bucky had loved the dog next door back when they were kids. He had tried to argue with his ma over and over and over that he would take good care of a pet if he ever got one. But money was tight, and his sisters’ and Steve’s health were more important than having a pet.

That had been another, rather saddening memory. Knowing that his family and he had struggled to survive on a daily basis recalling hushed conversations between his sisters about marrying a jerk just because he would pay for their lives and even give some good coins to his ma for them- yeah those memories he could have done without.

The memory of Rumko, though, was one of the happiest he had. Rumko had been a long-haired beast of a dog. He had jumped on Bucky whenever they crossed paths and they had played and romped around a lot when Bucky was young. Sometimes when his old neighbors, a greying couple, she with blue eyes and him with brownish ones, both always had a kind smile and a kind word of advice for him, were too ill to go with their dog, Bucky and later Steve would do it for them.

Mrs. Lie? Leg? Lee?- Bucky still didn’t remember perfectly- would bake a pie for all of them and Bucky’s sisters would squeal in delight when he brought them a piece. All in all, the brunet’s memories regarding a pet were overly fond.

So one of the things Bucky did once he remembered and was ‘fine ’ was looking for a dog. He hadn’t expected to find a cat, but he loved her dearly.

There was no excuse as to how he found himself with Alpine, but he wouldn’t wish it any other way anymore. Sure the white furball was stubborn as they came and tended to ignore any and all attempts of Bucky to somewhat train her, beside the litter box, but she had a sixth sense for how Bucky was feeling and was often aware of it even before he himself was.

One time, when Bucky had thought himself to feel fine, he came back from work, got Alpine her food, and then sat on the couch. At the very next moment, Alpine sprang on his lap, leaving her food for the moment, and pawed at his chest gently. For a second Bucky stared until he felt the first hot tear running down his cheek.

Alpine had stayed with him til no more tears came and he fell asleep.

After that time, Bucky tended to buy a little extra for his friend, and she kept close to him during the night, for the night was when he often felt a strange longing and sadness.

In the broad daylight, it was easy to forget that he didn’t belong here. Sure, Bucky had made some acquaintances. And yes, Bucky was most popular with the gals and some fellas as well, but the elder folk were mostly wary of him. Something about the way Bucky had been found made them uneasy. Honestly, Bucky couldn’t blame them; he had heard the whispers.

Apparently, he had been found bleeding out by a lake, left arm strongly mangled and thought to be a case for the undertaker. Suddenly though, he had recovered nearly completely, the only issues left were his memory and part of the dexterity in his left arm. A few shallow scars are the visible souvenirs of that.

So yes, Bucky could understand why they were wary. What he didn’t get was why the younger ones, weren’t and why Mrs. Halász insisted on hiring him for every kind of odd job there was, even in the beginning. After a few weeks, people talked about how well he worked and how much he could handle and thus he managed to get enough payment to rent himself a small apartment, pay off the debt for his hospital bills, and get new clothes and everything a human needed to live.

So all in all, his current situation could be summarized as stable - he had a cat, a job at the bakery, and a few odd jobs here and there - and financially well off.

That wasn’t the all in life for him though. Bucky was searching for his memories desperately. At night, he would look in the sky, trying to figure out the constellations, seeing the stars differently than he faintly remembered.

Today was one of those nights he went outside, climbing the fire escape upwards to the roof with Alpine perched on his shoulders. Bucky arrived on top and took a few steps to the center. Then he flopped down, sitting cross-legged and throwing his head back, gaze fixed on the sky. He felt how Alpine settled on his lap and absentmindedly sank his fingers in her fur.

The stars seemed to twinkle brighter whenever he looked at them, seemingly wanting to lure him in. In the silent moments Bucky spent on the roof, it was as if the stars tried to tell him pieces of his past. A soft scoff left Bucky’s lips. ‘As if. Only because you are hopelessly longing for something doesn’t mean that the stars will try to help you.’

Rationally Bucky knew that it was nonsense and stupid to believe otherwise, to think that the key for everything was out there in space. That the one star his gaze was constantly drawn to, held any significance to his memories. But somehow, deep down, Bucky couldn’t help feeling his heart throbbing to the beat of said star’s twinkling. Whenever the brunet concentrated on that particular star, he started to lowly hum under his breath.

A melody so ingrained in his flesh and soul, even his spotted memory recalled it the very first time Bucky had seen that star. While he hummed, Alpine would purr and sometimes Bucky thought he could hear that man’s voice, and a woman’s laugh, and then his head would throb in pain.

But his heart… Well, Bucky’s heart would clench in yearning.

—–

Little could Bucky have known, that while he watched the sky, with longing in his heart, another brunet did the same.

At the same time but far away, on one of those stars, another star named Earth, Tony Stark stood on his balcony, surveying the land beneath before raising his gaze into the stars. In his arms, he held his baby boy, Winter. The boy was named after the season they had lost their third. Despite the loss they had experienced, Tony couldn’t feel more joy when he looked down again, grey steel eyes meeting with his golden ones. The babe made grabby hands, and Tony chuckled softly.

Holding Winter carefully against his chest, Tony fed him stardust from a bottle and whispered, “One day, you’ll know you’re the world. One day, you’ll know you are a wise guy. But wisdom comes with age and until then you are just smart.”

Because in Tony’s mind, there was no doubt that his child was at least as smart as him. It was in their blood. His father had been smarter than his grandfather who had already been smarter than his father, the founder of the Stark Space Travel line. Albeit their planet being highly advanced, technology-wise, their whole race had a glaring design fault. Their children needed stardust to survive and nurture. That itself was not a problem. The real trouble lay in the fact that so far only four stars had been discovered which held the right concentration of all needed elements.

So, no matter what your life brought you if you wanted to have a child, you needed to come back to one of those four stars. Tony had been born on Earth, like every other Stark. His mother, Maria, though had been from Xantha, his Dam, Peggy, from Asrir. So his parents hadn’t been sure where Tony would be raised best but soon found that the brunet got most nutrients from the stardust of Earth.

Wiggling startled Tony out of his reverie,  and he adjusted his grip on Winter. “Whoa! Watch it, little man. Don’t wanna make your mother mad by dropping you!”

The baby looked at him, blinked and then chuckled himself. Tony made sure that his boy settled again and was safely tucked in his arms when his eyes returned to the sky.  ‘One day, I will remember your name. Your name and your face and everything else about you. Right now I only have your voice and the sweet things you told us. Right now I only know despite not remembering, that Winter has your eyes. And one day, dear, I shall remember so I can tell our child everything about his Mod. ’

Natalia was with them, standing in the background watching them, knowing things she shouldn’t.

She felt her own sorrow echoed in Tony’s heart. She heard the silent screams of her husband at night. She felt the confusion, the search for his Mod whenever Winter looked around. The child felt that there was a person missing. She just hoped her precious boy wouldn’t suffer as she had.

She hoped devoutly that her own curse wasn’t her boy’s burden to share. Her own second mother, Dam Vanka, had pleaded with Natalia for forgiveness when she had been still a little child. Only a few years later and after her Dam’s death did she understand what she meant.

Natalia had tried to drown her foresight with alcohol, but it never lasted. Flashes of their world, their planet destroyed, burned, and scourged had plagued her since she was a small child.

A dystopia of pain and burning bodies. A world where they all destroyed each other. Foul soil and no more stardust to feed the babies. Women and men bare, even the three DNA’s not enough to fertilize an egg and have a child. She had always believed that she’d never find a semblance of happiness. Then she had met Tony and Clint and Phil and Steve and Bucky.

Bucky and Tony had already been in something. No one could answer her what kind of bond those two had forged and how it came to be, not even Rhodey and Steve, the respective best friends of Tony and Bucky. Later, way later, she found out that a common love for pets had gotten them to talk. Then, in the secret of a joined bedroom, under the covers with eyelids heavy from sleep, both had confessed to her that they’ve been prisoners of the Kree at the same time.

That they had done things together, just to survive, which they regretted with every fiber of their heart. But it also had united them. A few weeks after their confession Natalia had confessed how she had always seen things. How she always knew things, bad things would happen before they did. How she had killed a man because she knew he would kill his wives and his children.

But how those visions had not been hers. Neither her ideas, never her wishes, nor thoughts.

“These aren’t mine” she had said over and over when the doctors viewed her mind, they never believed her. She had said it still when BARF showed Tony her innermost secrets. Unlike the doctors, they believed her. They believed in her. Bucky and Tony supported her, made her feel fine and alive for the first time in so long. How could she not have fallen in love?

These days though, even her other friends looked strangely at her.

Besides Tony, everyone judged her. Believing her to be cruel and to want the visions, the destruction. But she didn’t. The boy in Tony’s arms was proof of that. On silent soles, she made her way into the kitchen to cook the chicken soup the way her mother taught her.

On her way there she detoured to the gear room. They might be benched for as long as Winter needed to be fed Stardust on an hourly basis, but that didn’t mean Natalia would let their equipment get dusty. She entered the spacious room, lights turning on automatically thanks to JARVIS.

Purposeful she strode towards her Black Widow bites and checked their charging. Then, without asking, JARVIS provided her information on the repair status of the latest Iron Man suit. Another reason they were benched, the real reason, to be honest, had been Tony’s near-suicidal maneuver the past few missions before he was injured badly enough to need the cradle.

Selective amnesia had been the result.

Natalia sighed deeply. Not long before that mission, they had rediscovered a parachute- glancing to the side her gaze found it. The parachute of their friend and lost lover. It had been found floating on a lake not far away. Steve and Rhodey had suggested they all went out for a while, letting Winter see some animals and plants. Natalia had bit her lip, a headache overcoming her as she saw flashes of the same parachute and her precious boy crying. At that moment she hadn’t known what exactly would happen, but she’d known their little excursion wouldn’t end all daisies and roses.



Stepping out of the room again Natalia finally went into the kitchen, cooking the soup and thinking, ‘If the myths were to be believed, then that lake led to a world beyond. To a star far away. Maybe even the star Tony was looking at. A star Bucky hopefully now lived on, amongst the mythical creatures, cats. He always loved animals, and those creatures are said to be one of the most elegant cohabitants for people.’

~~~~~~~~~~~

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fightingforcreativity·4 months agoText

if some of you wondered why I decided to open commission, it’s the same reason I started this fundraising campaign : Doctors Bills And Insurance Coverage


To sum up what is explained in the campaign, as far as I know, I will be out of a job very soon. 

That itself could be somehow handled, I always find a way. But there is more to it. 
My husband relies financially on me, because despite heavy pain meds he can’t work, nor can he do the day to day life more often than not. Because of a quarrel with the insurance company, he can’t visit a specialist which he needs dearly to.

So, as hard as it was for me to take this step, I am desparete enough by now. Seeing him everyday in pain and losing all kind of life will is quiet a motivator, let me tell you.

If despite the harsh times for us all, you have some spare money, I’d be most greatful if you could share it with me.

If you want to help but have no money, please give this a signal boost at least. Or read about the campaign and share the campaing yourself. 



Thank you!

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Open for Commission

Hello~

You probably know, but I’m J_Gun_i, also known as fightingforcreativity or simply J. I mostly write fanfic, sometimes do podfics and even rarer art.

Due some cirtumstances in life, I decided to open commissions for fanfics.

Wanna check out my work first?

Ao3

What will I write?

I’m mostly into Marvel as of the moment. I used to be big in the Torchwood and Doctor Who fandom as well as the Yugioh fandom. I’m willing to write in any fandom I have an idea about:

  • Avatar the Last Airbender,
  • Harry Potter 
  • Yugioh!
  • Dragonball
  • Marvel
  • Merlin
  • Naruto
  • Stargate
  • and more

To be honest, there isn’t much I won’t write. To check with me, send me an ask or a message and we’ll see!

  • Any ratings are acceptable.
  • Friendship, romantic ships (pairing or multiple - ot3, ot4, etc), general, character studies, Anything is negotiable.
  • M/M, F/F, M/F, OT+ of any sort.
  • Action and Violence, though some negotiation may be necessary.
  • Angst, fluff, smut, doesn’t matter.

What won’t you write?

  • Ships I don’t find appropriate 
  • Things I haven’t personally experienced that are intimate to a marginalized group.

Prices:

  • 3USD for 400-700 words [This is also the base price for drabbles.]
  • 6USD for  up to 1000 words.
  • 9USD for up to 1500 words.
  • 12USD for 2000 to 2500.
  • Anything more can be negotiated!

How To Commission?

Contact before you commission! Do not send me money without hammering things out first! I don’t want to disappoint you!

  • Email: fightingforcreativity@gmail.com

Make sure you email me your request with the dollar amount that you would like to commission for, the requested fandom and character(s)/ship involved, and any and all details!

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fightingforcreativity·4 months agoText

fightingforcreativity:

Ok, we played the prompt game on the BBB discord server and I meshed all the prompts together.

Prompts:  

@rebelmeg​ : pet fic, bakery AU, crack
@Magica: Stars, “Oh, a wise guy, eh?”, chicken soup
@MadilyneHale:
Lies, Baby bottles, “These aren’t mine”
@LLightz: Lake,  Mythical creature,  Parachute
@dreaminglypeach Alcohol, dystopia, Nat.

(if anyone knows the tumblr of the others please let me know)

That resulted in a fill for my bingo ( @buckybarnesbingo ) and a summary for a multichaptered fic I really wanna do now. 

Title: The other Earth (-Beginning-)
Collaborator: Fighting_for_Creativity/J_Gun_i (and the guys giving the prompts)
Square Filled: K5 Great Depression
Ship/Main Pairing: Nat/Bucky/Tony
Rating: Mature (may changes in the future to explicit)
Major Tags/Warnings: Amnesia, persumed dead, Family, mystical creatures, slight crack (later), bakery Au elements, mention of alcohol abuse
Summary: 
Bucky had a cat, had a job at a local bakery and some odd jobs here and there. At night, he would look in the sky, trying to figure out the constellations, seeing the stars differently than he faintly remembered. At the same time on one of those stars far away, a star named Earth, Tony Stark held his baby boy, whispering, “One day, you’ll know you’re the world.[…]”(will be updated when I do more for this) 
Word Count: 368

(-Beginning/Actual Summary of the most likely multi chaptered fic-)






Bucky had loved the dog next door back when they were kids. He had tried to argue with his ma over and over and over that he would take good care of a pet if he ever got one. But money was tight, and his sisters’ and Steve’s health were more important than having a pet. So one of the things Bucky did once he remembered and was ‘fine’ was look for a dog. He hadn’t expected to find a cat, but he loved her dearly. 


Bucky was stable for a while, had a cat, had a job at a local bakery and some odd jobs here and there. At night, he would look in the sky, trying to figure out the constellations, seeing the stars differently than he faintly remembered.


At the same time on one of those stars far away, a star named Earth, Tony Stark held his baby boy, feeding him stardust from a bottle and whispering, “One day, you’ll know you’re the world. One day, you’ll know you are a wise guy. But wisdom comes with age and until then you are just smart.”


Natalia was with him, standing in the background watching them, knowing things she shouldn’t. She had tried to drown her foresight with alcohol, but it never lasted. Flashes of their world, their planet destroyed, burned and scourged had plagued her since she was a small child.


“These aren’t mine” she had said over and over when the doctors viewed her mind, when BARF showed Tony her innermost secrets. 


Besides Tony, everyone judged her though. Believing her to be cruel and wanting this. But she didn’t. The boy in Tony’s arms was proof of that. On silent soles, she made her way into the kitchen to cook the chicken soup the way her mother taught her. 


A side glance at the parachute they had rediscovered. The parachute of their friend and lost lover. It had been found floating on a lake not far away. And…. If the myths were to be believed, it led to a world beyond. To a star far away. A star Tony was looking at. A star Bucky hopefully now lived on, amongst the mythical creatures, cats.


Here is Chapter 1:


 https://archiveofourown.org/works/25632550/chapters/62222380
(I do a separete post for the whole thing on tumblr a bit later with all the bingo info for StarkBucksBingo as well.)
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BBB Discord Party Round Robin

What started out as simple summary, one prompt and one sentence per person, ended up being so intriguing that we went all-out and created a fic!  Each person was given about half an hour to write up to 300 words, and the option to cross off one of their bingo squares, and this is the glorious result!

Prompts

  • cookies 
  • dragon
  • window cleaning
  • potato salad
  • cat stalker
  • sharing a bed
  • beach

Participants

Summary:
To say that Bucky had been surprised when a FREAKING DRAGON showed up at the summer BBQ at his beach house would be an understatement. How should the ex assassin have anticipated a dragon, who seemed to have followed his cat to the BBQ? It didn’t seem to be dangerous as of yet seeing as the two were happily sharing potato salad.

When Tony showed up late, he nudged Bucky, “Hey Buckaroo - I brought - WHOA! I didn’t know you had a… cat.”

Sure, it’s the cat that surprises you, Bucky thought, but Tony was still talking a mile a minute around the cookie in his mouth, “So, anyway, I brought that- fuck, is he your window cleaner, he’s gorgeous!”

“Window cleaning is just one of the many services I offer,” the dragon said swinging it’s head around to stare unblinking at Tony.

Bucky jolts back and stares at the dragon as he recognises the sound of that voice, then quickly pulls his phone out to text Steve… “where exactly are you right now?”

Steve doesn’t answer his phone, obviously, but a telltale notification sound pings from somewhere inside the dragon’s belly, audible through the slightly open mouth of the creature, and Bucky has to rub the base of his nose, muttering, “of fucking course you do this reveal to me after we’ve been sharing a bed for weeks.”

And you can find the rest of the fic under the cut!

Weiterlesen

I absolutly adore this!

It’s pure madness mixed with love and fluff.

The only thing I’m a tiny bit salty about is that we had to keep it T ranked ;-)

Anyway, everyone, a love our fic!

fightingforcreativity
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fightingforcreativity·4 months agoPhoto

buckybarnesbingo:

Our third and final round of 3 Prompt Summaries!

Prompts by @riotwritesthings​ - Rainstorms, breakfast, firearms

Summary by @dreaminglypeach​ -  Bucky’s not going to lie, Malaysia in the middle of monsoon season is far from his ideal holiday destination. 

 And that’s before he winds up trading gunfire with Hydra agents before he’s even had his breakfast-curry.

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Prompts by @dreaminglypeach​ - Palace, cross-stitch, Valkyrie

Summary by @fightingforcreativity​ -  Valkyrie hadn’t been to the Palace since her lovers death. Too shameful, too painful the memory of her greatest failure. She didn’t want to join Loki and Thor back there, in the end she followed for her big guy Hulk, and her tiny scientist Tony. What neither had expected, was Hela already being there, trying to claim what had been hers rightfully once. The battle was fierce and the lose high, but in the end they managed to win and while the palace, while Asgard burned, Valkyrie stood watching. 

 "You know, my uncle Bucky used to cross stitch whenever he lost something. I started to do that, too.“ 

With these words, Tony had pushed some cloth and a needle to her, giving her a gentle pat to the shoulder and left again. On the cloth was already the outline of the palace and Valkyrie had to chock back a sob.

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Prompts - jungle fever, meeting under duress, “punk”, palace

Summary by @riotwritesthings​ - For the record: it’s all Steve’s fault. Being lost in the jungle was supposed to be the worst part of Bucky’s day. Now he’s caught in a snare, dangling from a tree branch, and probably hallucinating, because he’d swear he keeps catching glances of a palace through the trees as he twists and dangles. To make matters worse, he can hear footsteps approaching and he has a feeling he’s about to meet whatever hunter set up this trap. If he ever sees Steve again, he’s going to kill that punk.

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Prompts by @riotwritesthings​ - Rainstorms, breakfast, firearms

Summary by @fightingforcreativity​ - Steve hated that everything since they came back resolved around Stark Tech. Stark phone here, Stark Vision (not Vision but a television) there and ; “Oh Stevie! Look at this arm! It’s full with Stark Tech. Tony even included firearms!" 

 If Steve was honest, it wasn’t the tech itself that bothered him. What really got under his skin was Bucky making goo eyes at Tony, even before breakfast. What bothered him even more was, that Tony and him still hadn’t gone back to their old… whatever they had. 

When they were discussing where to have their weekly train session, Steve suggested to fly over to Wakanda and meet with T'Challa. If he was honest mainly because he wanted Tony and Bucky to be distracted by other people and not each other. 

 "There is supposed to be a rainstorm coming this afternoon, we shouldn’t head out with the quinjet.” Tony had retorted immediately. 

 "What’s the matter, Stark? Stark Tech isn’t water proofed or what?“ 

 In hindsight, Steve shouldn’t have challenged Tony there.

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Prompts by @blurockets - Captain Marvel, amnesia buddies, wolverine

Summary by @fightingforcreativity​ - Finding out that she was from Earth and not- well she really hated the whole Kree affair. Still, there were gaps in her memory, filling her with a sense of dread. judging by the way Stark and Rhodes looked at her she had known them once before. 

 She leaned on the railing, over-viewing the New Avengers training session when Barnes stepped next to her. "What can I do for you, Sarge?" 

 "I heard them talkin’. Wanted to know if it’s true." 

 "What and who?" 

 "You’ve got memory… you’re not remembering your whole life?" 

 She turned to the former assassin and her expression softened. If one person could relate to how she felt, it was Barnes. "Yeah…" 

 ”… you wanna join our club?“ 

 "Club?" 

 "Wolverine and I got the soldier being amnesiacs club going. Helps sometimes."  

"Oh. Well, sure." 

 Somehow, Carol found herself a place amongst them, and this is her and their story of getting better together.

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Prompts - Cross stitch, rainstorms, punk

Summary by @blurockets - Where Maria hill gains a new cross stitch buddy on a rainy day. Maria talks about punk history while she stitches. She pulls the needle through talking about the culture and brings it around as she talks about how it related to queer culture. Bucky listens to her talk about the ones that were lost in ‘the crisis’ with a passion he had never heard her express before.  There was something military in her bearing as she went futher into detail about the things he had missed. Like she knew, and knew he would care. It was tragic the things he learned but knowing them. That they still survived.  It was good. It was heartening. 

The rain hammering the roof of the compound provided a backdrop as she stitched a 32-bit like figure (He will have to thank Clint again for explaining the styles of video games) with a bright green mohawk

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Prompts by

“For f*cks sake!” Bucky was frustrated. His sisters had always made it seem so easy to cross stitch some patterns on a torn knee or shirt, so it looked good again. He just wanted to repair his shirt he had accidentally ripped earlier that morning because he had been in a hurry to get to breakfast after Steve’s and his morning run. Steve, that punk, had laughed at him for ruining yet another of his shirts. 

 The kids of the X-man school were currently visiting and training with them, and thus the usual breakfast table was packed if you made your way to it too late. So it had been a frequent thing for Bucky, sadly enough. 

 A soft knock and a contradicting loud, “Sarge, what’s up?” let Bucky look up and come face to face with Carol and Valkyrie. 

Somehow those two were attached to the hip, often joined by Shuri and often enough Tony. Oddly, even Wolverine seemed to be around them way too often.

 "You look like your birthday was crashed due a rainstorm.“  While Val really tried, she sometimes still slipped up phrases, just like that one. 

 "I’d rather face meeting some HYDRA assholes in a freaking jungle, catching jungle fever, then having to deal with this!” Bucky sighed, shoving his shirt aside.  

“Awww, c'mon, bandit, let me help you. I mean from amnesiac to amnesiac, I gotta give ya a hand,” Carol playfully drawled, which resulted in Bucky pouting. 

“I should have taken T'Challa’s invite to the Palace when I had a chance”, he grumbled.“ 

*cough*
I found myself addicted to the game, sorry not sorry!

Had lot’s of fun with all those prompts! Thank you @buckybarnesbingo for hosting the party!

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fightingforcreativity·4 months agoText

Ok, we played the prompt game on the BBB discord server and I meshed all the prompts together.

Prompts:  

@rebelmeg​ : pet fic, bakery AU, crack
@Magica: Stars, “Oh, a wise guy, eh?”, chicken soup
@MadilyneHale:
Lies, Baby bottles, “These aren’t mine”
@LLightz: Lake,  Mythical creature,  Parachute
@dreaminglypeach Alcohol, dystopia, Nat.

(if anyone knows the tumblr of the others please let me know)

That resulted in a fill for my bingo ( @buckybarnesbingo ) and a summary for a multichaptered fic I really wanna do now. 

Title: The other Earth (-Beginning-)
Collaborator: Fighting_for_Creativity/J_Gun_i (and the guys giving the prompts)
Square Filled: K5 Great Depression
Ship/Main Pairing: Nat/Bucky/Tony
Rating: Mature (may changes in the future to explicit)
Major Tags/Warnings: Amnesia, persumed dead, Family, mystical creatures, slight crack (later), bakery Au elements, mention of alcohol abuse
Summary: 
Bucky had a cat, had a job at a local bakery and some odd jobs here and there. At night, he would look in the sky, trying to figure out the constellations, seeing the stars differently than he faintly remembered. At the same time on one of those stars far away, a star named Earth, Tony Stark held his baby boy, whispering, “One day, you’ll know you’re the world.[…]”(will be updated when I do more for this) 
Word Count: 368

(-Beginning/Actual Summary of the most likely multi chaptered fic-)






Bucky had loved the dog next door back when they were kids. He had tried to argue with his ma over and over and over that he would take good care of a pet if he ever got one. But money was tight, and his sisters’ and Steve’s health were more important than having a pet. So one of the things Bucky did once he remembered and was ‘fine’ was look for a dog. He hadn’t expected to find a cat, but he loved her dearly. 


Bucky was stable for a while, had a cat, had a job at a local bakery and some odd jobs here and there. At night, he would look in the sky, trying to figure out the constellations, seeing the stars differently than he faintly remembered.


At the same time on one of those stars far away, a star named Earth, Tony Stark held his baby boy, feeding him stardust from a bottle and whispering, “One day, you’ll know you’re the world. One day, you’ll know you are a wise guy. But wisdom comes with age and until then you are just smart.”


Natalia was with him, standing in the background watching them, knowing things she shouldn’t. She had tried to drown her foresight with alcohol, but it never lasted. Flashes of their world, their planet destroyed, burned and scourged had plagued her since she was a small child.


“These aren’t mine” she had said over and over when the doctors viewed her mind, when BARF showed Tony her innermost secrets. 


Besides Tony, everyone judged her though. Believing her to be cruel and wanting this. But she didn’t. The boy in Tony’s arms was proof of that. On silent soles, she made her way into the kitchen to cook the chicken soup the way her mother taught her. 


A side glance at the parachute they had rediscovered. The parachute of their friend and lost lover. It had been found floating on a lake not far away. And…. If the myths were to be believed, it led to a world beyond. To a star far away. A star Tony was looking at. A star Bucky hopefully now lived on, amongst the mythical creatures, cats.


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