An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Tony Stark/Sam Wilson, James "Bucky" Barnes/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, Tony Stark/Sam Wilson
Characters: Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Howling Commandos
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Everyone still has powers it's just set in a modern time, Grief/Mourning, Getting Together, Explicit Sexual Content, somewhat non-consensual voyeurism, In that the people know they're being watched but the watcher doesn't know they know, Team as Family, POV Sam Wilson, Awesome Howling Commandos, Past Character Death, no beta we die like my hopes and dreams for the mcu
Series: Part 11 of Alle's Version
Summary:
Only twenty minutes to sleep
But you dream of some epiphany
Just one single glimpse of relief
To make some sense of what you've seen
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She passes the file to him, and he can see what it says now: TOP SECRET Howling Commandos. He flips the folder open, glancing over a rundown on the team members, led by a Captain Steven Grant Rogers.
“You ship out at 0300 tomorrow. I’d suggest using the time until then to go over the dossier.”
“How long will I be staying with them, Colonel?” Sam asks, closing the file again and tucking it against his side.
To his surprise, Colonel Rambeau laughs. “Sergeant, I’d be surprised if you ever come back. SHIELD has a way of poaching our best.”
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A @marveltrumpshate fill for @saganarojanaolt! Thank you for being so wonderful!!
Oooh more pairings fun 👀 - how about some Bucky/Tony/Sam: Stop, drop and roll
Me: Stop, drop, and roll *does the dance move*
My Lower Back: Oh fucking absolutely not
Stop, Drop, and Roll
“So how did you three meet?” Pepper asked politely.
Tony began making frantic throat cutting motions behind her, eyes wide in terror.
Sam stared at him with his coffee cup halfway up to his mouth, bewildered. “Uh... work,” he finally said, and watched as Tony immediately sagged in relief.
“Oh, after one of his lab explosions,” Pepper said with understanding, nodding. “Of course.”
Tony began waving his hands at them frantically again and mouthing ‘please’ over and over again.
“...Yes,” Sam agreed slowly. Tony nearly fell to the ground in relief, grabbing the back of the couch to ground himself.
“I’ve been telling him that he needs to be more careful in the lab,” Pepper continued, oblivious. “I’m glad he has you two to rely on. Maybe he’ll listen to you about lab safety. Lord knows he never listened to me.”
“Yep, you know me, always listening to my firefighter boyfriends,” Tony said frantically, tray of refills shoved out in front of him like a shield. Then he paused, and the color drained from his face when he realized Bucky’s seat was empty. “Where’s Bucky?”
“Oh, I sent him to help Jim up,” Pepper told him pleasantly, smiling like the cat who caught the canary.
Tony dropped the tray the last three inches onto the coffee table.
“Oh no, did you have Sam sanitize the story of how you met?” Pepper asked, bottom lip jutting out into a mocking pout. Then her face straightened into a flat mask. “We know you, Tony, and we knew to get a straight answer we’d have to divide and conquer. So I sent the weakest link to meet Jim alone.”
“You think I’m better at keeping a secret than Bucky?” Sam asked, unable to help feeling proud about it, despite the duplicity.
Pepper turned to give him the benefit of seeing her raised eyebrow in its entirety. “Tony told me you were air force, Sam. If you met Jim, you’d just clam up in terror.”
“Huh,” Sam began, confused.
The elevator doors opened up, and Rhodey came in, holding Bucky’s upper arm. Bucky looked like a dog with a tail between his legs, defeated.
“Colonel Rhodes,” Sam gasped.
“Wilson,” Rhodey replied calmly.
“You can’t do this to me!” Tony wailed. “You’re supposed to be my friends! No--you’re supposed to be my family! You’re supposed to accept me at my word! You’re supposed to want me so well-fucked I can’t get into shenanigans, not scare off my boyfriends!”
“I want you to know that I don’t think about you having sex at all,” Rhodey told him flatly, then shoved Bucky over to his vacant seat. “Sit down.”
“Yissir,” Bucky mumbled, even going so far as to sit on his hands so he wouldn’t wring them.
Pepper took a long sip of her coffee. Then she delicately set the cup back in its saucer and turned, batting her eyes at Rhodey. “What did you find out, Jim?”
“Tony thought they were strippers,” Rhodey answered immediately.
“NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!” Tony wailed and threw himself onto the ground. “HOW COULD YOU TWO DO THIS TO ME! IT WAS EMBARRASSING AT THE TIME HOW COULD YOU BRING IT UP RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FACE!”
“You’re such a fucking drama queen,” Pepper sighed, rolling her eyes. “This isn’t even the most embarrassing thing you’ve done.”
“I thought it was flattering,” Bucky mumbled. “Have you seen strippers these days?” Rhodey and Pepper stared at him. He sank in his seat. “’m just sayin’.”
Pepper pinched the bridge of her nose, sighing. “So let me get this straight. You blew something up, the fire department came, and you assumed that, what. Someone sent you a stripper-gram as congratulations?”
“IT’S NOT MY FAULT!” Tony shouted. “STEVE CAME IN FIRST!”
Bucky and Sam began nodding. “Yeah, that’s true.”
Rhodey and Pepper stared at them. Finally, Rhodey asked, “What.”
Bucky threw his hands up and nearly knocked himself off the couch when he accidentally dislodged his prosthetic. “I’ve been trying to get his dumb ass to wear a shirt that fits for years!”
“It’s true,” Sam agreed, turning to help him put his prosthetic back on. “Steve’s built like a brick house and he always wears white t-shirts two sizes too small. One time he flexed his biceps and the sleeves ripped. He seemed absolutely astounded by it. I fuckin’ hate him.”
“He really does look like a stripper when he’s not wearing all his gear,” Bucky complained bitterly, and Sam nodded.
“Tony didn’t even have a chance,” Pepper sighed, shaking her head.
Rhodey sighed as well, dropping down on the couch beside her. “Guess I’ll only make fun of you a little bit, then,” he muttered.
“I’m still pouting on the floor for a few minutes,” Tony retorted. “I deserve this.”
“We have pictures,” Sam added helpfully, turning from Bucky to open his Instagram and show them.
Pepper and Rhodey both looked appalled. “No wonder Tony thought you guys were strippers,” Rhodey scoffed, scowling, even as he continued scrolling through all the photos of the department together.
“Do you guys sell calendars or anything?” Pepper asked distractedly.
“Pepper!” Rhodey barked, turning to glare at her.
“That’s what I said!” Tony exclaimed excitedly, finally lifting his head from the floor. Apparently his humilation was forgotten in the face of solidarity. “Sam is August and Bucky is November.”
“Which month is Steve?”
“Pepper!” Rhodey barked again.
“I can look!” Pepper barked back. “It’s not illegal!”
“Well, this could have gone better,” Tony muttered as they began bickering, crawling over to the couch so he could cuddle both of them.
“Yeah,” Sam agreed. “But it could have gone worse, too.”
“You weren’t the one interrogated by a full bird colonel,” Bucky said mulishly.
“We’ll make it up to you, dear,” Sam replied, shrugging.
“Good. I want to eat nothing but ass for dinner and dessert tonight.”
part 2 of my 2020 fic recs!! as before, ive limited this to five fics per month; and fics are ordered by the month they were published. This spans fandoms and ships, and hopefully you find something you like!! credit for the idea goes to @iam93percentstardust
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July
this is the start: @capnwinghead
Clark and Bruce continue raising the Wayne children and encounter a number of challenges along the way.
great minds (love alike): @starklysteve
Steve’s eyes flicks down to Tony’s knees on the floor.
“Are you – are you proposing to me with my ring for you?” Steve asks incredulously, eyes wide and confused.
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Or, Steve finds Tony’s ring for him, Tony finds Steve’s ring for him. Panic happens.
Marvels Unsolved: @iam93percentstardust
Marvels Unsolved was never supposed to be this popular. It started off as a novelty web-series about Tony trying to convince Bucky about the existence of the supernatural—he firmly believed that if science could turn Uncle Steve from an actual shrimp to the god of muscles, then magic had to be out there—and then they’d started talking about an unsolved crime from the early 20th century after filming an episode one day, forgetting that the camera was still rolling, and had ended up with enough footage to make a second episode about real crimes. They had stayed pretty unknown throughout that first season but then true crime podcasts had exploded in popularity and Unsolved along with them.
it’s a small world after all: @maguna-stxrk
“Great speech.”
Smiling at the compliment, Tony turns around. “Thank y—”
And nearly drops his champagne flute.
His world comes to a stop.
They had only spent a night together, but Tony would recognize those baby blues anywhere.
It’s Steve.
Steve from Tony’s London business trip. Or, as Rhodey has become accustomed to calling him—The Soulmate That Got Away.
you’re in my blood, you’re in my veins: @nethandrake
Tony always figured that if they ever were to break up, it would be like a blaze. Scorching and hot and all-too blinding. Intense like the two of them have always been.
Instead, they break up on a Tuesday, with the rain pelting the windowpane and the midnight silence stifling.
August
Five Times Danny said he’d marry Steve (plus one): @five-wow
Danny humphs. “Look, all I’m saying is, I think I’d probably have married you by now.”
“I’d marry you, too,” Steve says.
Or: An experiment in how many times you can say something before you have to put your money where your mouth is.
Family (You’ve Always Had It): @/SunnyQueen
A black Camaro and a scowling blond was not what Junior had been expecting.
“Hi, sir. You didn’t have to pick me up.”
The blond looked up from the screen on his phone and groaned, completely ignoring Junior's statement. “You are right, I didn't have to."
Ode To Yoga Pants: @riotfalling
OR the continued terrible mating dance of Bucky and Tony, AKA when betting on your friends stops being fun
Through The Years: @hawkbucks
Tony brings home Natasha one day, proclaiming her to be his new sister.
Natasha takes this all in stride.
The broken road that led me home to you: @just-fandomthings
A documented list of conversations between Steve and Danny via text and phone call following the events of 10x22 "Aloha." (Where, even thousands of miles apart, Steve and Danny can't go without talking to each other.)
September
someday, we’ll pass it on to you: @starklysteve
Steve smiles.
Reaching up, he flattens his hand against his son’s far smaller one, curling gently around it. “You wanna be like him?”
“Da!” Peter agrees again.
One year old, and you already know who’s the best of us, Steve pauses to reflect, all his fears chased away by a fierce pride. “Your Dad’s coming home real soon,” he promises, “you should tell him that.”
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Or, five times Peter did the repulsor pose as a toddler
+ one time he used the repulsors as an adult
Classic Sci Fi: @notdoingsohot
Bucky wakes up to Steve telling him he's lost his memory, but not to panic, it'll only last a few days. Easier said than done when the last thing Bucky remembers is fighting Hydra with the Howlies in WWII.
He tries to make the most of it however, and there's this guy... Tony Stark. It's pretty clear the guy hates Bucky's guts, which is unfortunate because god damn is he a sight.
He tries to figure out what he did to wrong Stark, but everyone just tells him he doesn't want to know.
They were right.
Blooms in Frost: @/Diomedes
Tony coughs up his first petal on the sixth of July. He has been married to the love of his life for two years.
Bury a Hanahaki corpse in earth and it will beget the most beautiful garden.
All that love, it is said, must go somewhere.
Hanahaki AU: Established relationship
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A Single Thread of Gold: @lovelyirony
Rhodey doesn't believe in love at first sight or any of that cheesy shit. He just wants someone who is nice, dependable, and safe.
Tony Stark is Housing Service's little problem for the school year, and now he's stuck in Rhodey's room because he's exploded the last two dorm rooms he's been in and won't live off-campus.
high roller, place your bet: @machi-kun
“Would you kiss Stark for a hundred bucks?”
“I would pay a hundred bucks to kiss him.”
October
press my luck: @omg-just-peachy
But... Steve is almost ten years his junior, and he could be with just about anyone, looking and acting like he does. And then there’s the not so small fact of Tony’s name and net worth and the fact that, okay, Tony had paid for Steve’s grad school tuition, and now he’s worried Steve feels obligated to stay. Or something.
Or, Tony is a billionaire, Steve is a grad student, and they learn to let themselves be taken care of.
see it with the lights out: @starklysteve
Tony goes on a business trip, and he does not - not at all - get jealous of Dodger hogging his husband's chest, a territory otherwise known as Tony's pillow.
(or, Steve goes on an Instagram spree and Tony misses home)
adulthood is looking both ways before you cross the street and getting hit by an airplane: @starkslovemail
It was a perfect plan, if Peter did say so himself.
The Buy In: @dracusfyre
For the ImagineTonyandBucky prompt: Mafia AU with Tony as the Boss (except he's a really good one, making the streets safe, keeping drugs away from kids etc) and Bucky as the detective sent to go undercover to catch him out but ends up realizing he's actually doing more good than harm and they end up falling in love
trinkets of your affection: @starklysteve
Kissed him once for every year I loved him, Steve had written.
By that count, Steve owes him five more kisses now.
Tony traces the words, hands trembling, and tips back a shot of Howard's ancient whiskey. None of it burns anymore.
One day, he'll have lived more days without Steve than there are words in the diary.
For the first time since he'd woken with shrapnel in his chest, Tony fears the future.
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Or, five things Tony keeps to remember Steve by, and one thing Steve gives him to remember.
November
“Hey Tony”: @riotfalling
Steve points out that Bucky never calls Tony by his actual name. Bucky doesn’t believe him, until he does.
Remembering You is Hard to Do: @lovelyirony
“The future’s crazy, honey-bear.”
Jim looks up.
“Why do you call me that?”
“Call you what?”
“Honey-bear. It’s weird.”
“Inside joke we have,” Tony says, chest tightening. “We thought those couples that have the lovey-dovey nicknames were ridiculous.”
overheard your heartbeat (calling me yours): @starklysteve
"Tony - "
"I wish I could promise to come home this time," he feels the armor crawl back down his arm, continuing unnoticed over Steve's red gloves, then up the blue uniform as Tony fights to keep Steve's gaze firmly fixed on him.
The last eyes Tony might get to see, and he wants to be lost in them.
In the end, his entire life boils down a few simple things: "JARVIS, take care of him for me."
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Or, Tony overhears a phonecall where Steve proposes, a battle happens, and a paper ring settles some misunderstandings.
i (really, really, really, really, really, really) like you.: @nethandrake
For as long as Steve can remember, he's been crushing on Tony Stark. The thing is, he's pretty sure Tony doesn't know Steve exists. And how could he? Steve's scrawny and little. He's a nobody compared to Tony who's Mr Popular and the son of a billionaire.
Or at least he thought so until Tony swings by the bakery Steve's mother happens to own to enlist Steve's help in finding the perfect Valentine's Day card.
The perfect Valentine's Day card for someone who isn't Steve.
One Song (My Heart Keeps Singing): @iam93percentstardust
When Thor is old enough to understand what a Heartsong is, he goes to his mother to ask her why he can’t understand the language his is in. He listens as she tells him about the first soulmates who couldn't understand their Heartsong until the day they meet, excited by the thought of a grand adventure, one that will take him across the cosmos in search of his One.
He’ll search all the Nine Realms if he has to.
December
Swiping Right: @s-horne
“Ouch. Definitely a hard pass for that one?”
Steve startled at the sudden comment from the row of chairs behind him and turned around. He’d been passing the time in the airport lounge by swiping through Tinder and had gotten lost in his own world. It was almost jarring to be pulled away from the screen of hot men and back into reality where the PA was screeching and there was noise everywhere.
Adjusting to the difference, Steve frowned. Wait, he knew that face. Oh, shit… he knew that face.
“No, no, it’s fine,” the man said before Steve could get out anything other than an embarrassed sort of yelp. Waving his hand through the air, the stranger smiled ruefully. “I get it. It’s the beard, isn’t it? True be told, it was a weird winter choice that year and I knew it would come back to hurt me.”
Steve didn’t know what to say. He knew it must have shown on his face and could feel himself flushing, panicked and embarrassed all at once. What were the odds of swiping left on someone literally sat behind him?
set your flight path home (to me): @starklysteve
Tony puts down his welding torch. “I’m building you a plane.”
Stepping carefully over the gears and tools scattered about, Rhodey slowly makes his way to him.
“And when did you become an expert on how to build a plane?”
“Last night,” Tony grins.
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Tony builds a plane, and Rhodey teaches Tony how to fly it. Or he would be teaching Tony, if Tony didn't distract him so much.
I Want A Man With A Slow Hand: @thefourofswords
“Can I ask you a question?” he asked on their way to a crime scene, because no time like the present, and Danny believed in ripping off band-aids.
“Why not?” Steve replied, eyes on the road. “You’re gonna even if I say no.”
“What do you like in bed?”
*
Danny undertakes a very important mission to get Steve laid. For his health. Ahem.
same time next year: @omg-just-peachy
“I forgot to ask. When’s your flight home?” Steve asks, draping his arm over Tony’s shoulder and settling in against him.
Tony ignores the knot that forms in his chest at the idea of it, leaving Steve again for his own impersonal apartment, his piles of books and projects and the nights without sleep.
“Day after tomorrow.”
Steve huffs a little sigh, then brings his lips to Tony’s neck. “Well, we’ll have to make the most of it, won’t we?”
Or, four (4) Christmases with two (2) idiots who can't admit they're in love.
rearrange my heart (to fit your smile): @starklysteve
"You dare," Howard's chair makes an ugly noise as it scrapes against the stone floors, the chatter of the room shifting into hushed whispers and stolen glances. "I am your father and your King!"
"My King is my husband," Tony tips his chin up, defiant. "And I refuse to hear you suggest that my husband has been anything other than good to me."
Next to him, he feels Steve's shoulders stiffen in surprise.
Howard's fist slams loud on the table. "Your husband does not even love you!"
Tony jerks back, burned. He knows that. Knows that Steve did not marry him for love – does not need any reminder of the cold truth, of what he desperately yearns for and can't even hope to have – but the harshness of Howard's words was scalding, and Tony can't afford for this to go any further.
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Or, King Steven marries Prince Tony, Tony is pretty sure he shouldn't panic when he falls in love with his own husband, and Steve tries his very best not to cause diplomatic crises.
for a moodboard idea...i think i saw you mention winterironfalcon a while ago-hope your anon is okay btw-but how's winterironfalcon as villains for a moodboard idea?
I hope so too, cause it’s been a while they wrote me. This was a bit of a difficult request and I don’t know how well I did... but at least I tried? Hope it’s good enough!
77. "We're meant for each other" with WinterIronFalcon, pretty please? 🥺🍩
Tony gratefully takes the cheeseburger that Sam offers him, sinking further and further into the couch cushions. “We’re meant for each other,” he dreamily sighs, unwrapping the burger and taking a bite into it. The noise he makes could--and would--be considered indecent by a majority of the public, but Bucky and Sam are far too used to him to comment on it.
“All I did was bring you a cheeseburger,” Sam laughs. He gives Bucky a holder full of french fries, smiling when Bucky gives him a kiss on the cheek as thanks.
“But, you--” Tony swallows what’s in his mouth-- “you also remembered to tell them not to put pickles. You remembered,” he repeats cheerfully, twisting his upper body around to look at Sam over the back of the couch. “That basically makes you one of the best boyfriends I’ve ever had.”
Both Sam and Bucky stare at Tony.
“Has anyone told you your standards are concerningly low?” Bucky says. “Also, why is only Sam the best boyfriend you’ve ever had?”
“One of the best boyfriends I’ve ever had,” Tony corrects. He winks at Bucky. “I’m not forgetting you. Now, come. I wanna cuddle on the couch.”
“Or, you could join us at the table like a normal person,” Sam says, snickering. “...But seriously, you know Bucky needs, like, 5 burgers just to feel full. Imagine all the crumbs 5 burgers would get on the couch. How mad would Steve be?”
They all contemplate that. Bucky shudders.
“Yeah,” Tony acquiesces. “Yeah, I’ll join you guys at the table. I’m sitting in Sam’s lap, though.”
Sam pulls out a chair, sits on it, and spreads his arms wide. “I’m always open for you, honey.”
Bucky crosses his arms, an exaggerated frown on his face. “I’m right here, you know.”
“I’ll feed you your french fries,” Tony offers as he walks over to Sam and plops down in his lap. “Plus, you said it’s hard for you to concentrate when I’m on your lap.”
Bucky sighs. “I did say that.”
Sam shakes his head and clicks his tongue in sympathy. “Shot yourself in the foot with that one, man.” He wraps his arms around Tony’s waist and rests his chin on one of Tony’s shoulders.
Bucky’s head hangs low. “I did.” He sits in the chair next to Tony and Sam, dramatically placing the back of his hand against his forehead. “You never know what you have until it’s gone.”
“Why are you like this,” Sam deadpans as Tony covers his mouth to stifle his laughter, shoulders shaking.
