#AND I HAVE SO MANY MORE IDEAS

[artficlly]

au ideas & rambles

heya, i've been kinda busy the last few days and haven't had time to write so i thought i'd make up for it by posting some fic/au ideas i haven't had the chance to write for bucky x reader. some of these are months if not years old. if you have any favourites you'd like to see or some ideas/suggestions feel free to reply/reblog or send me an ask <33

tfatws!bucky x fem!reader au after a mission gone wrong, bucky and sam are stranded out in the middle of nowhere. it's dark and raining, they're tired, injured and hungry. they just happen to knock on your door seeking shelter for the night. (vague ideas but thinking that the reader moved back home to take care of a sick parent and maybe run her childhood farm?) sub / different version of this plot could be: clint is in way over his head running his farm on top of super hero business and laura being pregnant. he hires a farmhand - you - to help him out and live on the property. what you were not expecting was for dishevelled heroes to turn up on the doorstep looking for a place to stay or a place to hide out.

post-endgame!bucky x librarian!reader au you’re the caretaker/librarian of an ancient, enchanted library that guards the memories of the dead. (my thoughts being each book represents a person and you can read or maybe view their memories) bucky stumbles upon it, desperate to make sense of his fragmented mind and remember those that he killed as the winter solider. you are tasked with helping him find these memories and watching him relive them as he watches (from their perspective) how they were killed. - "i need help remembering. i need the see the memories of when i was him." - "then you've come to the wrong place. i guard the memories of the dead, not the living. and you're very much alive, aren't you?" - "the winter solider is dead." - "no. he lives within you, like how you lived within him. i can help you understand, but i can't undo what has been done."

lord!bucky x bastard!lady!reader - regency au your father was never a loyal man. he was a rake, everyone was in agreement. but that did not make him a cruel man. you were born a bastard, daughter of a housemaid. your father, who had never conceived a child due to his wife being barren, decided to take you on as his child regardless. you were taught to be a proper lady under his guidance much to his wife's dismay, but under one condition, no one would know of your existence until you were ready to debut. but after his sudden death before your 16th birthday, you expect to be given a small amount of coin and a swift dismissal from the place you called home. much to everyone's horror, your father left the title and the estate to you - on one condition. you must marry before you turn 24. now, years later, after hiding from society and counting down the days in dread, your birthday is quickly approaching. that is until a meddling lord barnes, your neighbour and fathers friend, has become determined to see you wed, after realising you need serious help and guidance in the world of society you were kept secret from for so long.

demon king!bucky x witch!reader - fantasy au you are a witch, banished from your coven for practising forbidden magic (blood magic) - injured and chased by witch hunters, you run into an abandoned house and put up wards to keep yourself safe. little do you know, bleeding to near death on the rotted floor boards, this house is a safe house for demons - they use the building as a portal between hell and the overworld and you've made a mess of things by putting up a ward. determined not to die by the hands of these demons, but also not eager for the witch hunters to get past your wards, you strike a deal with the demon king.

guard!bucky x love witch!reader - fantasy au - vague emma vibes you are a match maker, a love witch, a sex witch. you help people find love, fall in love, solve relationship problems - but one problem, you can't find love yourself. your father is a wealthy lord, determined to marry you off in an arranged marriage. you love your fool of a father, but you can't stand for him sending you off in such a way! you have a tendency to find the love in everything, running away and throwing away everything for men who don't truly love you in return. your father has had enough, and hires his personal guard to hunt you down and bring you home. much to your dismay, your arranged marriage is going ahead whether you like it or not! that is... until your future husband runs away with his forbidden male lover. you can't help but see the humour in it, but still, you are upset. not even the one you were arranged to be with loves you. will you ever find love? maybe not, you think, until that bloody personal guard your father hired to stop you from running off again starts looking particularly promising...

figure skater!bucky x figure skater!reader - modern au you were the best of the best, set to win golds at the olympics as a solo figure skater... that is until you have a life changing fall on the ice. after recovering from splitting your skull open, you receive a scholarship for a college and you're ready to get your life started again... but there is one issue. your scholarship depends on you being a part of a paired skating team to compete, represent and promote the schools ice sport program. deep down you're still terrified that you might mess up a jump and crack your head open again - maybe this time fatal - and what doesn't help is that your partner, bucky, has a major fucking attitude and a tendency to turn up late. even worse? your coach, tony stark, doesn't seem to care and you're beginning to suspect he's a barely functioning alcoholic.

rower!bucky x coxswain!reader - modern au, straight up yellowjackets rip off lol your college has an elite male rowing team, and they're set to go to nationals. only problem? their coxswain isn't allowed to go and represent after a public, drunken meltdown that made the internet and the news. as a last resort, they recruit you, a female coxswain whose team didn't quite make it to nationals. on the flight over, your plane crashes, and you're left stranded in the wilderness with a bunch of pissed-off and injured male athletes. it's up to you all to survive until you are discovered and rescued. (likely would go down a culty/witchcraft route where the reader becomes some kind of priestess that they worship?)

rival band!lead singer!bucky x lead guitarist!reader - modern au (trigger warning for sa - rewrite of face the music) you used to be the lead guitarist in a band, that was until the lead singer and boyfriend to your best friend sa's you at a party. you disappear off the face of the earth, hoping to avoid those you once knew and start your life new. years later you move back into the city, and your roommate invites you to her boyfriend's band gig. much to your horror, her boyfriend's band is your old enemy and rival band. and they definitely recognise you. you think maybe it is time to disappear again, forget the past and run away. but as the truth of what happened at that party begins to unravel, you realise that maybe those who were once your rivals are now the closest thing you have to friends.

i have a lot more on the back burner but maybe i'll do a part 2?? lmk what you think <33 tysm if you read this far

[teddybeartoji]

WAITTT YES I SEE ITT film prof!toji making movies 😏 with you OMG AND THEYD LOOK SO NICE BECAUSE OF THE ANGLES HED GO FOR AND KNG the lighting i feel like OMG GOLDHOUR it'd be a very very beautiful thing to watch and very aesthetically pleasing (like the fucking aside 😭 it would be so beautiful) PLUS ING THE ANGLES OF HIS MUSCLES and his voiceee SAVE US PROF TOJI

-🎩

THEY WOULD TURN OUT SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL YOU'RE SO RIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!! godddd his muscles... 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 he always figures out the best angles to show the both of you and it's genuinely like so . fucking hot. he does it with so much ease too he just sets up the camera and the lights and he has a proper fucking microphone ????? you want to tease him for nerding out like that but then he just rasps back that he doesn't want to miss any of the sounds you might make and you just go😳😳😳 HE'S SOOOOFUCKING HOT NONNIE I AM SO INTO HIM FFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKK

[ruushes]

sleeping arrangements (not sure tara would ever actually deign to sleep in the same 20ft radius as shovel but who can resist those big shiny insectoid black eyes 🥺)

plus:

[hinamie]

I don't want to regret the way I lived

[blabberoo]

Life's Mockery

next

[doctormori]

Here's a silly little comic I did in whiteboard >:) enjoy!

bonus whiteboard art below!

[infernal-lamb]

The Lamb Slaying Death Incarnate

(Part of a larger comic....but I sort of like this panel a lot on its own!)

[cozylittleartblog]

Columbo and the Knight (1984)

put me in the universe where Columbo ran through the 1980s and had a crossover episode with Knight Rider. I think they deserved it, and I am not just saying that because they're my two favorite Old Shows. @telebeast wrote a little fanfic blurb about it and I HAD to visualize it into a comic (which is also the longest comic I have finished thus far at five pages...), so writing credit goes to them.

Autism W!

[melioristicbeast]

So while I know Stiles canonically is probably a classic rock guy going by his shirts (although you cannot tell me the kid doesn't jam out to lady gaga's the fame monster), are you really in a fandom unless you project aspects of yourself onto characters?

Specifically an unhinged case of 'will listen to absolutely anything' taste in music - I'm the 'never pass the AUX cord' in my friend group.

The song in question (that i had on repeat enough one year that it was on my spotify wrapped) :

I just quite like the idea of Stiles zoning out to some strange beats :)

[verflares]

(draconifies your zelink) oh whoops lol

+ an extra pic of em hanging out together :]

btw, you can find these guys on inprnt! both as a pair, or apart :] You Choose.

[seventh-district]

Making Incorrect H:SR Quotes Until I Run Out of (hopefully) Original Ideas - Pt. 5 - I Finally Finished the 2.2 Main Quest Edition

[Pt. 1] [Pt. 2] [Pt. 3] [Pt. 4] [Pt. 6]

[off-mozzarella]

Please read by opening each image, otherwise it makes no sense lol

This is the most stupid thing I've done all year but I was already too far into it when I started regretting it XD

I don't usually do this kind of thing but the concept had been rotating in my mind for a few weeks and I needed to get it out

I have a few ideas but this was already long enough and it felt like a good spot to cut it off, buut I want to see if people like it so 👉👈 hope you enjoyed it

Sorry if it feels a bit weird, I may be able to draw but not write lol, this is my first actual attempt at making a comic

[bet-on-me-13]

Dark Secret

So! Danny was discovered pretty quickly after his first battle against the Lunch Lady. His hair turned white, and his body shape was a little different, but he largely looked very similar to his Human Form, so it was only a matter of time really.

Thankfully he was assumed to be a Metahuman.

He didn't look like any other Ghost, the closest resemblance was his hair and eye color, but even that could be explained away. Also his parents were adamant that he couldn't be a Ghost because he was still Sentient and not Evil, so he must just have powers that just looked similar to Ghost Powers esthetically. Probably as a result of the Portal Accident, which he used as an explanation for how his powers awakened.

Danny also avoided using the more obvious Ghost Powers like Intangiblity and Invisiblity, sticking mostly to the most basic Flight and Energy based Powers he got to be as generic as possible. If anybody saw otherwise, it was a trick of the light or a trick of the Ghosts.

Danny became the Hero of Amity Park, always pretending to be something else. It was his darkest secret.

Unfortunately because the public never saw a Ghost like Phantom on a positive light, their perception of Ghosts never changed. Nobody believed that Ghosts could be anything aside from Evil, and as the knowledge of Ghosts and the Ghost Zone began to spread around the world that perception became more and more commonplace.

If Danny had been revealed in the early days, it could have been salvageable, but nowadays if his secret was revealed he would have to convince the entire world that everything they knew about Ghosts was wrong. It would practically be impossible.

Even when he joined the Justice League when he became an Adult, he still had to hide his secret. Years of hiding made sure he could conceal his true Nature from the magic users on the team, but he still had to be distant from the team just to be sure.

While all this was going on in the Living Realm, his adventures in the Ghost Zone still happened as normal. He saved Pandora and the Acropolis, dethroned the Tyrant King Aragon, managed to defeat Pariah Dark in Single combat, and even became recognized as a Great Warrior by the Far Frozen.

After years of hiding, he actually felt more at home in the Ghost Zone than in the Human Realm. There he could be his true self without having to hide a huge part of his identity, and people accepted him for who he was. Sure he had enemies there, but he also had more real friends outside of Tucker and Sam.

He was content with his double life, acting as a Hero to the Public while hiding his true self, and secretly going to the Ghost Zone to be himself among his friends and even his enemies.

Of course it all came crashing down when he Anti Ecto Acts finally passed.

Now there was a Legal Path for Humans to enter and profit off of the Ghost Zone. Beyond just being able to legally kill and experiment on Ghosts, the Acts also allowed Humans to claim parts of the Ghost Zone as their own Property, enslaving the Ghosts residing there, and destroying the Ecosystem of the Zone because there were no laws preventing it.

And now Danny had a choice.

He could either side with the Humans to which he was a Hero, allowing them to destroy the Ghost Zone and Enslave the denizens living there with the full support of the Government, or he could side with the Ghost Zone, betraying Humanity and the people he had been protecting for years, but trying to save those who had accepted him for his true self years ago.

To him the answer was obvious.

[lara-cairncross]

take so good im posting it here too

[knockknockwhosthereartistism]

I see your “Bill and Ford go to therapy together” and I raise you “Ford being the therapist”

[hailsatanacab]

Family Dinners - dpxdc

"Holy shit, you're Bruce Wayne!" Danny gaped, jabbing a finger at the man sitting at the head of the table.

The bustling dining room goes silent as everyone turns to look at him.

"Danny, who did you think was going to be here?" Tim asks, disbelief plain in his voice and Danny feels his face flush red.

"Sorry, I, uh, I guess I just never put it together. Tim Drake-Wayne. Wayne Manor. It, uh, makes sense now." He laughs sheepishly and scrubs at his neck before slumping back down into his chair.

"Well," Tim says with an indulgent sigh, "at least I know you're not just friends with me for my connections."

"Yeah, I'm really sorry, I just never thought about it, I guess."

Danny sinks lower as everyone around him laughs. Come to dinner, he said, the food is the best, he said, ignore the family, he said. Danny really wishes he'd listened to Tim and just ignored them—almost as much as he's regretting accepting the offer in the first place—but... he's having dinner with Batman.

Ancients, that's so weird!

The last time he saw Batman was in the future and, suffice it to say, it was not going well. There hadn't really been time for family dinners there.

Wait. Family dinners?

He peers around the table, openly gawking at everyone as it all clicks into place.

"Everything alright, Danny? Now realising who everyone else is?" Tim asks with a roll of his eyes.

"Uh... something like that..." Danny mumbles as everyone laughs again.

From further down the table, the smallest Wayne scoffs and clicks his tongue.

"I thought you said he was smart, Drake?"

"So, you all do it, too, then?" he asks, ignoring the jibe. Danny's only a little bit jealous as he thinks of how much easier they must have it, how much easier it'd be if his family had been on his side, too. "You all work together?"

"Nah," Dick says from across the table with a brilliant grin. "Tim's the only one that works with Bruce, we all have different jobs. I'm a police officer in Bludhaven."

"Disgusting." Danny blurts out without thinking—because seriously, what kind of self-respecting vigilante would also be a police officer?—before clapping a hand over his mouth. "Sorry."

The whole table laughs again, the loudest being the blonde girl a few spaces down from Dick. Look, Danny wasn't really paying attention to names when they were all paraded in front of him. Dick only gets remembered because his name is a joke.

Come on, Danny, recover!

"That's, uh, not what I meant, though."

"Oh?" Dick asks, cocking his head slightly to the side. Is it Danny's imagination or does his smile tense slightly?

"Yeah, I mean like, you know, in costume. It must make it so much easier to have everyone together like this."

"Costume? What do you mean?"

Yeah, Danny's not imagining it, everyone tenses up at that. It's really only now that he's realising that this probably isn't how he should bring up that he knows about their... night time activities. In fact, he probably shouldn't be bringing it up at all.

"Uuhhh..." Danny looks wildly around the table as he continues making his stupid noise. Think, think, think! There must be a way out of this!

"Danny?" Tim asks, looking concerned.

"Oh, Ancients, this isn't how I wanted it to go at all," he mutters, slipping even further into his chair. He's almost on the floor now and he so, so wishes it could just swallow him up.

His real first meeting with Batman was meant to be cool! He had planned to be Phantom, maybe save them from a tight spot, prove his worth as a mysterious and powerful ally as thanks for the help Batman gave him in the future.

"Danny, what are you talking about?" Tim starts tugging on his sleeve in an attempt to pull him back up from his pit of despair.

Eventually, Danny relents and sits up straighter, hiding his face in his hands and whining all the while.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't expect him to be here and it threw me off so now I look stupid and it's so embarrassing!" he wails, flailing his arms wide. "Why wouldn't you warn me that Batman was your adopted dad, Tim? Couldn't you have let me know?"

"I'm sorry, what? Danny are you alright? There's no way Bruce can be Batman, look at him!"

"Yeah," the blonde girl laughs from the bottom of the table, "look at him! That's a wet noodle of a man! Batman can actually do things, B is incapable of pretty much everything."

"Thank you, Stephanie," Bruce sighs, massaging his forehead.

It's... Those are the first words Danny's heard Batman say since everything went down and it's enough to knock him out of his embarrassment.

It's really good to hear his voice again. Especially now, when it's strong and healthy and full of personality—even if that personality is little more than a tired father right now—far better than how it had been, at the end.

Danny sits up, back straight, and grins. He's got this. He remembers it perfectly. Some people count sheep to fall asleep, Danny repeats his mantra to be certain that he'll never forget it.

"Gamma alpha upsilon tau iota mu epsilon, 42, 63, 28, 1 colon 65 dash 9."

Once again, the whole table falls into silence.

"Holy shit..." breathes the other D name (Duke? Danny's pretty sure he's Signal) from opposite Stephanie. "Isn't that...?"

"The time travelling code." The littlest Wayne says stiffly. "We have met in the future?"

"That's not just the time travelling code, Dami." Dick says, looking between Danny and Bruce. "That's the family time travelling code."

Danny's grin freezes in place.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"1 colon 65 dash 9." Dick explains, still flicking between him and Bruce. "It means you've been adopted into the family and we should all treat you as such, no questions asked."

"Tell you what, I'm about to ask a question." Danny says, dumbstruck. "You just told me it was a code to identify time travellers, not anything about being adopted! What the hell, B?"

Bruce looks about as shellshocked as Danny feels.

"We must have been close," he says finally, after opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water a few times.

"No! Not that close!" Danny reels back, taking a deep breath ready to refute it all, but... "Well, I mean, you found me when I first got stuck, and you helped me get better despite being... And then we fought together against the, uh, bad guy, before he, um, he... before you couldn't."

An uncomfortable beat passes while they all pick up on what Danny tried so hard not to say.

"So, you're not from the future, then, you travelled there and came back?" Tim asks, breaking the tension and leaning forward with a glint in his eye.

"Yeah, it was a whole end of the world thing, but don't worry about it," Danny says with a hand wave, "It's all kosher now, won't ever happen."

"What did happen?"

"Seriously, don't worry about it, we cool."

"How long in the future was it?"

"About ten years? You were pretty spry for an old man, B," Danny laughs, wishing they'd get off the topic of what happened and get back to the adoption bit.

Everyone shares degrees of a cautious smile as they relax out of the shock, and Dick—whose grin is the biggest—says, "No wonder you got the family code, you're already riffing on him like one of us. How long were you there for?"

"A week, before I managed to get back to my present and stop him then."

"A week? Jeez, B, that has to set some kind of record, seriously."

"Oh!" Danny says, sitting bolt upright and blinking in surprise before pointing at Dick and bouncing in his seat. "You're Nightwing!"

"What?"

"That's exactly what Nightwing said when Batman told me the code! Makes so much more sense now."

Dick laughs and claps his hands, delighted.

"You were not formally adopted?" The grumpy small one—Dami?—asks, his face pinched.

"I didn't even know I was informally adopted."

"And your parents? Are they alive or dead?"

"Damian, stop—"

"They were dead in the future, but they're alive now." Danny says, looking down. He fiddles with the tablecloth, twisting the fabric around his fingers as he fights down the pang of sadness that he always feels when he thinks of them now. He forces a bright smile on his face and hopes it doesn’t look too strained. "I just, uh, can't talk to them much, anymore."

"Damian," Dick warns, "1 colon 65 dash 9. Treat them as family, no questions asked."

"This is Damian treating him as family, the little turd has no manners." Tim scoffs, rolling his eyes, but he gently bumps shoulders with Danny to knock him out of his funk. Danny can't help but send him a watery smile.

"I have the most exemplary manners, Drake, unlike some people." Damian spits, crossing his arms with a pout. "I was merely ascertaining his status to see how he could possibly fit into the family."

"I know this is all a bit sudden, Danny," Bruce smiles, ignoring Damian and reaching out to lay a warm hand on his arm, "for all of us. But if I felt strongly enough to give you that code after spending a week with you in the future, then you are more than welcome in this family, if you so choose it. I think I can speak for all of us when I say we'd like to get to know you a bit more."

"I know a threat when I hear it, Bruce." Danny snorts. "But, yeah, I get it. I'm sorry this is all so weird, it really wasn't how I wanted to find you again, but... I'm glad I did."

"So are we, Danny." Dick says, with a warm smile. "And formally or not, 1 colon 65 dash 9 means you're family. Welcome to the fun house! No take backs or refunds, sorry. You're stuck with us."