The Inventor.

the inventor.

After winning bidding on my @marveltrumpshate​ auction, @weethreequarter​ asked to be surprised by the story I picked and the moodboard I made. This left me with the difficult task of picking just one of her amazing stories. Fortunately, in the end I did manage to make a decision!

So, without further ado, the moodboard end result:

The story I ended up choosing was Return to Neverland. It may seem like one of the 'easier' choices, due to the fact that it's WinterIron, but that is not why I ended up choosing it.

It deals beautifully with some fairly intense subjects, not the least of which is Bucky’s depression. I strongly admire the way Ree managed to handle the overwhelming feelings that Bucky deals with, as well as the way it makes you completely shut yourself away from others.

The horses are a wonderful addition that matters to the story, and that helps bring all of them together. Helping the horse that he found made it so Bucky himself started to get a little better as well, enough to accept help, and that message resonates with me. Sometimes you feel like you’re not worth it, but the people (and animals) that care for you are. And sometimes, that’s what you need to take that first step on a long journey towards getting better.

I have been cheering for Bucky, as well as for the others, the entire story so far, and I am eagerly looking forward to the final chapters. Thank you, Ree, for this incredibly touching story. I hope you love my creations as much as I love yours!!

(Because yes, I loved the story so much, I made a second moodboard for the secondary pairing in this story!)

“Higher, faster, further, baby.”

As we said in our closing message at the end of this year’s auction, that was our mantra coming into MTH 2019, and we certainly carried it off with your help.

Last year, we had 236 creators and 354 auctions… This year, we zipped past that with a tremendous turnout that went beyond our expectations: 324 “Marvel”-ous creators came forward to offer 522 auctions.

Last year, we raised $19,262.52, a mindblowing number we’re still trying to wrap our heads around… This year, we’re excited to announce that together, we raised:

That’s about $8,000 more than the MTH 2018 total 😮💖🎉

We’re going to channel Luke Cage here and exclaim, “SWEET CHRISTMAS!”

Considering just how successful MTH was in its inaugural year, we were unsure whether we could get close to those numbers again, let alone top them. Suffice to say, we were blown away at every single step, from creator registration all the way to donation processing.

We told ourselves we would be happy with any amount, especially if we miraculously matched our total last year, so we were shocked speechless when we hit it days before the auction ended. Then the total kept growing, with no sign of stopping or slowing down, as the donations kept pouring in. Surely it would stop at 20k? 22k?! A few of us, emboldened by the “higher, faster, further” theme this year, dared to wish for the impossible: 25k. We all knocked on wood and referred to this figure in vague terms (“the number we won’t mention,” “the number that must not be named,” etc.).

It was a remarkable experience, and we often found ourselves at a loss for words (we had to resort to heart emojis, keyboard bashing, and exclamation points many a time in our mod chat). We’ve been impatient to share the results with you, not just because of how incredible the final count is but because of how we got there. Each and every one of you was instrumental to our success, and we appreciate your contributions so very much.

Creators, we couldn’t have started this auction without you all. We loved seeing so many of last year’s creators sign up again and were pleasantly surprised by how many new faces showed up to the party.

Bidders, as crazy as it sounds, most of the donations were small ones. It just goes to show how much of an impact you can have when you’re part of something bigger than yourself. Each donation has a ripple effect, and with enough ripples, that can cause a wave. You matter, and you can make a difference.

We also owe our success to our wonderful signal boosters. There can’t be an auction without any participants, and thanks to everyone spreading our posts around and encouraging their fandom friends to sign up and/or bid, we reached hundreds of incredible creators and bidders.

Thank you all. We’re so touched by the massive number of people who donated above and beyond their pledged amount, creators who took on multiple auctions and offered up multiple winner slots, and bidders who accepted their second-place wins with such eagerness! We also had people make donations in the spirit of MTH even though they didn’t win an auction, which was beyond generous.

We’ve already seen how our donations are changing the world for the better. To name a few examples:

Your donations to Rainbow Railroad had the double their impact as donations to the organization will be matched from November 1 until December 31.

Flippable helped turn the deep red Virginia into blue this election for the first time in 26 years, an extremely important victory for the Democrats that will have tremendous influence on how things may go in the U.S.A.

The National Women’s Law Center won its lawsuit against the Trump administration regarding personal beliefs dictating patient care.

Not to mention that our good deeds haven’t gone unnoticed thanks to bidders who gave us a shoutout this year. The president of RAINN knows about MTH and gave one of our winners a personal thank you for participating and helping raise money for their organization, and BBRF somehow found out about us and emailed us personally as well.

We’re sure that in the months and years to come, we’ll see even more wonderful results.

In addition to the astounding amount of money we were able to raise for charity, MTH was successful in other ways. We strove to be as inclusive as possible, determined to make this event a fandom-wide effort. Considering that the auctions covered over 400 platonic and romantic relationships (if we include “all ships/gen”-inclusive relationships, this number is even higher) across 29 universes within the Marvel multiverse, up from 242 and 19, respectively), we can safely say that we accomplished our goal.

This spirit of inclusion also applies to our charities. Every one of our 30 supported charities received donations. We’re in awe of your commitment to supporting all our creators and charities and thrilled that you spread all the love around, bidders!

Here’s our breakdown of the donations (click to enlarge the image):

We’ve also listed the amount raised per charity on our List of Organizations page.

From the bottom of our hearts, we thank you for helping us turn our second Marvel Trumps Hate auction into such an incredible experience. We cherish every single message of love and support that we received and continue to receive on our Discord server and through DMs, Tumblr messages, emails, tweets, etc. THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!

If you’d like to keep up-to-date with all of the 2019 Marvel Trumps Hate fills, follow us and/or check out the “mth 2019” tag on our Tumblr. You’ll also be able to find works posted on AO3 in our Marvel Trumps Hate 2019 collection and links to fills in our Discord server, which you can join to brainstorm prompts, chat about fills, and find out about other fandom events.

Thank you once again to everyone who volunteered their services, time, money, and platforms to spread the word.

We can’t wait to see all of your fanworks over the coming year!

Lots of love and gratitude, Your 2019 MTH mods

Whumptober day 23 - Bleeding Out

For my 23rd fill for @whumptober2019, I wrote this pre-WinterIron story in an AU with supernatural creatures. It’s also available on Ao3.

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It had happened so quickly that Tony honestly couldn’t quite recall what happened. One moment he was calmly walking down the street; the next, he found himself lying in an alley, bleeding out from multiple stab wounds.

Weakly, he tried to sit up, only to fall back down the one inch he’d managed when the pain hit him.

“Help?” he tried, but he couldn’t quite manage to speak any louder than a whisper.

Closing his eyes, he wondered if he should just resign himself to his fate. His attacker had taken his phone, though there was no way the guy would manage to hack his way in - JARVIS himself kept Tony’s phone safe and inaccessible to anyone but him.

At least it meant that JARVIS would be able to find the person who’d done this to him.

He wasn’t sure why, either. It had occurred to him that it might be a mugging, but his wallet was still safe in his pocket. Only his phone had been taken, making sure he wouldn’t be able to call for help.

Maybe it was because of who he was. An actual assassination attempt for being Tony Stark. He had no illusions about being perfect, but… He’d been helping, right? His weapons kept American soldiers safe, and his multitude of other inventions made lives easier and more comfortable. More and more, he’d been moving to the fields that had truly interested him when he’d been learning about engineering and programming.

He thought he’d been doing better.

No words had been exchanged, not as far as he could recall. Just gloved hands and a sharp knife, before he was left alone to die.

No reason had been given at all.

Cold was creeping up on him, but he couldn’t even shiver. Instead, all he could do was look up at the dark sky.

Weirdly enough, the thought hit him that he would’ve preferred to die under the light of the stars, however difficult they might be to see in the middle of New York City - instead, there were clouds obscuring them, making the sky look empty and dreary.

He tried to swallow, failing and coughing instead. It made pain rush through him once again, and he couldn’t help his stifled moan. Damn, but he didn’t want to die. Not yet. There was so much he still wanted to do, so much he still thought he could improve. Now that he was finally old and settled enough that the board listened to him when he suggested avenues other than weapons, he’d been getting to where he’d wanted to take Stark Industries since he’d been young.

He didn’t want to die yet.

Focusing on the clouds, however dreary they were, he tried to keep on breathing. The longer he could manage to keep surviving, the more time there was for someone to perhaps find him and get him to a hospital.

There wasn’t a lot he could move, but he did still have his expensive leather wallet and a somewhat functioning right arm. So, trying to keep his breathing steady, he slowly reached for his wallet, letting his arm fall back down once he’d gotten a hold of it. Victory. Then, slowly, he started slapping it onto the ground.

It didn’t make much of a sound, but at least it was more than his voice could produce.

Damn, Pepper would be so pissed at him. Not to mention Rhodey. And Obie, too.

He just hoped Happy wouldn’t feel too bad for suddenly falling ill. That wasn’t something he could help, after all, and there was no way Tony was forcing the man to keep acting as a bodyguard when he should be home and resting.

As he grew increasingly cold, he just found himself wishing he could get a message to them somehow. Not even to save him anymore - he wasn’t sure that was even possible, not with his injuries and the amount of blood he’d lost, though he was still determined to keep trying. But just to let them know that he cared, and that he knew how incredibly lucky he had been to have them in his life and caring for him.

Honestly, it wasn’t even that bad anymore. The pain was starting to fade out of awareness, and instead he mostly felt tired. It was becoming a struggle to keep his eyes open, and his slow tapping with the wallet was tapering off into a silence filled only with his increasingly strained breathing.

Until a shadow appeared above him.

It wasn’t much of a shadow, not with the lack of light, but it woke Tony up just a little. Not enough to speak, not with the way every breath was a struggle by now, but enough to look at the man that had appeared.

He was attractive - shoulder-length brown hair, intense light eyes, and a highly attractive stubble adorning a jawline that had Tony envious. His broad build and dark clothes should probably have felt threatening, but he was honestly beyond that. Instead, he found himself wondering if it would be possible to experience one last touch, one last confirmation. If it would be possible not to die on his own.

“Oh, sweetheart… That don’t look good,” he said softly, and Tony managed the slightest shiver at the sound of his voice. It was like a warm blanket surrounding him, leaving him feeling peaceful and comforted.

Even more than before, he struggled to keep his eyes open. He wasn’t alone anymore, and he wanted to savor every moment of it.

Which was why he could observe the contemplative look on the man’s face as he looked down at Tony, as well as the exact moment he appeared to come to a decision. As well as the exact moment fangs descended from the sides of his mouth.

Rather than feeling afraid, or threatened, Tony just gave into it. The touch of lips on the wound that appeared to have just missed his heart was more gentle than he thought anyone but Rhodey had touched him in years. It didn’t take long, not with how much he’d bled already, and for a brief moment he wondered if the vampire had decided to simply take advantage of the situation and drain him completely.

Then there was a wrist in front of his mouth, the tiniest slice releasing a clear liquid. The moment the taste hit him, Tony couldn’t help but latch on, drinking as deeply as he could in his weakened state.

Vaguely, he was aware of a large hand cradling his head as he sucked, stroking his hair just a little. He leaned into it just a little, aware he was probably acting like a cat desperate for attention, but he couldn’t help himself. Already, it felt like coming home.

Still incredibly gently, the vampire pulled his wrist away. It was tempting to follow, to taste some more of that ambrosia, but that would mean pulling away from the hand still stroking his hair. So he leaned into it, into the vampire’s body. He knew it shouldn’t be, but to him, it felt warm and safe.

As the Change set in, he could feel the way he was picked up gently in a bridal carry, allowing his head to fall against that strong chest. In response, the arms tightened just a little to pull him even closer.

There was a soft whisper, barely audible. “I’ll take care of you now, sweetheart.”

Then, everything went black.

Whumptober day 22 - Hallucination

A short fill for the twenty-second day of @whumptober2019​, also available on Ao3.

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Unlike most other times, this fight it wasn’t the villain that was the most difficult to take down. In fact, once they’d finally managed to find the guy, it really only took Bucky holding him as Tony took away his weapon and then they were free to hand him over to SHIELD.

No, the far bigger problem was said weapon, which he’d been using to shoot some kind of exploding mushroom of a kind that apparently gave people the worst trip of their lives.

Tony had no idea what they were seeing, but their fear was more than obvious.

That, too, wouldn’t have been a huge issue. Once they’d figured it out, putting on some masks wasn’t a problem, and the SHIELD agents were able to help most of the regular people.

The biggest problem was the fact that some of the Avengers had been hit as well. Tony’s armor protected him well enough, and both Sam and Clint kept enough distance that they’d managed to keep from being hit. Even Bucky, now wearing a mouth guard rather than a muzzle that had been designed by Tony himself, had been safe enough. And he couldn’t help but be entirely grateful for the fact that they hadn’t called in the Hulk, because he wasn’t sure how they’d have dealt with that.

As it were, three of their members had no idea who the others were.

Natasha wasn’t the worst, honestly. Seeing her this way was awful, but her initial reaction had been to run and hide away. Clint and Sam were following her, with some help from JARVIS’ locating of her Widow’s Bites, but it was mostly to make sure nothing else happened to her and to make sure she wouldn’t be alone whenever the stuff wore off.

Bucky had been quick to intercept Steve before he could try to attack any civilians, and was holding his own well enough. Tony had been the one to intercept Thor, only just in time to keep his lightning from hitting anything it shouldn’t.

They were the ones in most trouble because, despite the fact that they could theoretically take on Steve and Thor, they didn’t want to hurt their friends when they were obviously already afraid of what they were seeing. It left them mostly taking hits so they wouldn’t hit anything or anyone else, as well as trying to reassure their friends that everything was fine, that it would be better soon.

Predictably, it seemed like Steve and Thor couldn’t hear them.

“You okay?” he asked Bucky, grunting as Thor slammed his hammer down again. His arms were going somewhat numb, but he was also a little hesitant about letting Thor hit his chest full-on.

Initially, all he heard was a responding grunt. “Not great, but managing.” There was a ‘thud’, followed by another grunt. “Just hope it wears off soon.”

“Agreed,” Tony sighed. “J, any estimation?”

“Unfortunately, no one has shown indications of the effects wearing off yet.”

Tony groaned, hearing Bucky do the same. “Maybe their enhanced metabolism will make it wear off sooner?” he tried hopefully, bringing his arms up to fend off yet another hit. Worryingly, the armor was starting to show some wear and tear, but he still didn’t want to hurt Thor. That meant he might be getting in trouble soon, and from what he was hearing, Bucky seemed to be sharing the same problem.

“... This is gonna be a long day," the assassin groaned.

“... I think so, too.”

Hi everyone! The absolutely amazing Marvel Trumps Hate auction is underway again, and I am proud and excited to say I am participating again this year! So if there’s something you’ve been wanting for me to write, this is your chance!

That being said, I am not the only one by far. There are so many amazing creators that can be found here. The WinterIron server I am a proud member of also has multiple incredible creators participating, as can be found here. If you’ve got some money to spare, this is a good purpose for it!

In case you have any questions (about the auction or about possible fills), please feel free to message me!

Eirlyssa

See Eirlyssa’s existing works here and here. Preferred contact methods: Email - eirlys.windchaser@gmail.com Tumblr - eirlyssa Preferred organizations: - Anything from the list of approved organizations Will create works that contain: Tony-central, Tony!whump, Tony Stark being loved, bottom Tony Stark, Team Iron Man, healthy relationship between main characters,, domestic Avengers, team feels, team-fic, hurt/comfort, (angst with a) happy ending, A/B/O dynamics, fluff, cuddling, bed sharing, (mutual) pining, getting back together, fake marriage/relationship, jealousy, pre-slash, presumed dead, wingfic, wrong number, identity porn, de-aged/kid-fic, 5+1s, outsider POV, various AUs (e.g. high school/college AU, soulmate AU, canon AU, sentinel/guide AU, shapeshifter AU, fairytale AU, non-powered AU, fantasy/medieval AU), crossovers (so long as it’s another fandom I’m familiar with). Will not create works that contain: Top/alpha/dom Tony, unhappy endings, smut/kinks, heavy angst, major character deaths, graphic drug abuse, gore, explicit physical or emotional abuse, terminal illnesses, permanent major character death, suicide, dark-fic, scat, watersports, sexual age play, maiming/extremely graphic torture, animal harm, graphic pedophilia, some AUs (e.g. dystopian AU, villain AU), dark/evil, CACW Team Cap. In main pairing/from main characters (I could write this done by someone other than the main character(s), e.g. in a previous relationship): non-con/rape, dub-con, consent issues, abusive relationship, infidelity, gaslighting, underage, adult-child relationships, statutory rape, incest, breakups/divorce.  

– Digital work (graphic/edit, gifset, manip, mood board, etc.) –

Auction ID: 069 Will create works for the following relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Tony Stark - MCU, AvAc Loki/Tony Stark - MCU James “Rhodey” Rhodes & Tony Stark - MCU, AvAc Steve Rogers/Tony Stark - MCU, AvAc Natasha Romanov & Tony Stark - MCU Tony Stark/Stephen Strange - MCU T'Challa/Tony Stark - MCU Tony Stark/Thor - MCU Tony Stark & Jan van Dyne - AvAc Work Description: A moodboard for a story of your choice, though if it’s not your own story, permission from the author is required. Should be able to finish December 2019 at the latest (though earlier dates can be discussed). It might hint at intimate situations/violence, but I will not go too graphic (e.g. visuals of intimate parts/graphic torture). Please let me know if you are uncertain whether I would be able to fill your request. Ratings: G, Teen, Mature CLICK HERE TO BID ON THIS WORK

– Fic or other writing –

Auction ID: 070 Will create works for the following relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Tony Stark - MCU, AvAc Loki/Tony Stark - MCU James “Rhodey” Rhodes & Tony Stark - MCU, AvAc Steve Rogers/Tony Stark - MCU, AvAc Natasha Romanov & Tony Stark - MCU Tony Stark/Stephen Strange - MCU T'Challa/Tony Stark - MCU Tony Stark/Thor - MCU Tony Stark & Jan van Dyne - AvAc Work Description: Minimum of 2500 words (might end up being more if particularly inspired, but you don’t pay for more than 2500), should be able to finish February 2020 at the latest (though earlier dates can be discussed). The mature rating is only for the possibility of violence/cursing, since I am not great at writing smut. Please let me know if you are uncertain whether I would be able to fill your request. Ratings: G, Teen, Mature CLICK HERE TO BID ON THIS WORK

– Fic or other writing –

Auction ID: 071 Will create works for the following relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Tony Stark - MCU, AvAc Loki/Tony Stark - MCU James “Rhodey” Rhodes & Tony Stark - MCU, AvAc Steve Rogers/Tony Stark - MCU, AvAc Natasha Romanov & Tony Stark - MCU Tony Stark/Stephen Strange - MCU T'Challa/Tony Stark - MCU Tony Stark/Thor - MCU Tony Stark & Jan van Dyne - AvAc Work Description: Minimum of 5000 words (might end up being more if particularly inspired, but you don’t pay for more than 5000), should be able to finish February 2020 at the latest (though earlier dates can be discussed). The mature rating is only for the possibility of violence/cursing, since I am not great at writing smut. Please let me know if you are uncertain whether I would be able to fill your request. Ratings: G, Teen, Mature CLICK HERE TO BID ON THIS WORK The auction runs from October 19 (11:59 PM ET) to October 26 (11:59 PM ET). Visit marveltrumpshate.com during Auction Week to view all of our auctions and to place your bids!