#bucky/steve/tony

[film-in-my-soul]

You Have My Sword As Well As My Heart [Podfic]

Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Pairing: James “Bucky” Barnes/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Rating: E

Length: 00:28:01

Summary: A recording of 'You Have My Sword As Well As My Heart' by Aquatigermice

Sir Steven Rogers would like to admit that he thinks this whole Royal Progress thing is a very stupid idea. But it's the King's idea. And no one is above the King when it's all said and done.

But the fact of the matter is that even his King is just human. And there was a time when the man was something less important to the country. Yet still as important to Steve and his fellow knight Sir James Barnes.

Recorded for @marveltrumpshate 2024 for @aquatigermice

Original Work by @aquatigermice

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[27dragons]

New Year Countdown: Dec 9

A little Stuckony HS reunion for you all today, with established Stony, pining, and just a soupçon of angst.

Dec 9 - Stuckony - HS Reunion - Snowflake

“He won’t be here.” Tony was fidgeting with his nametag.

“He’ll be here.” Steve took the nametag out of Tony’s hands and carefully pinned it to his lapel.

“But what if--”

“Sweetheart, stop worrying.” Steve put his hands on Tony’s shoulders and kissed his husband’s forehead. “He’ll be here.”

“What makes you so sure?”

“I just know.”

Tony made an exasperated noise, but dropped his head to Steve’s shoulder. “I just don’t want to miss our chance. Again.”

“I know,” Steve soothed. It was hard to believe it had already been twenty years since they’d graduated. And almost twenty years since the last time they’d seen Bucky in person, though mutual acquaintances had kept them up to date from time to time. “He’ll be here.”

The last time they’d seen Bucky, they’d tried to ask him to be with them. Bucky had panicked -- Steve still shuddered inwardly to think about the trapped, hunted look in Bucky’s eyes -- and fled. He hadn’t answered his phone for days, though they’d tried calling dozens of times, until finally it stopped working altogether. He’d gotten a new number. The next they’d heard, he’d joined the Army and then been stationed overseas.

They’d tried to pass on messages through other friends, but he’d never sent a message back.

But he was back in the States now, back in New York. And Steve knew this was their chance to make things right.

He kissed Tony’s forehead again and draped his arm over Tony’s shoulders. “Let’s go in.”

Tony took a couple of breaths and pasted on his press smile, the one that all their old classmates would recognize from the news and the hype surrounding Stark Industries’ latest big releases. He squared his shoulders and tucked his arm around Steve’s waist. “Yep.”

They made their way into the already-crowded room. There was twenty-year-old music playing, a disco ball spraying light over the room like a hectic swirl of snowflakes. They stopped a few steps in, scanning the crush for familiar faces and one particular face over all.

“Hey, there’s Bruce,” Tony said, nodding toward the buffet. “I haven’t talked to him in months.”

Steve hummed, still searching. He saw Sam and Scott by the bar, Clint attempting to drag Phil onto the dance floor, and-- His breath caught. “Tony.”

Bucky was standing by the DJ’s table. He looked older, but in a good way. Less uncertain, more mature. Still--

“Still a ten,” Tony murmured, and Steve chuckled at the way Tony’s thoughts mirrored his own.

Which, of course, was when Bucky looked around and spotted them. He went completely still for a moment, then half-leaned to say something to the DJ before turning to come toward them.

Tony tugged impatiently on Steve’s arm, and only then did Steve realize he’d frozen, himself. He let Tony pull him across the floor to meet Bucky at the edge of the dance floor. “Buck,” he breathed. He offered a hand, awkwardly formal.

“Stevie,” Bucky said, and ignored Steve’s hand to step into a hug.

Steve could have wept. “Buck, it’s so, so good to see you.”

“Yeah,” Bucky agreed, and held on a little too long before releasing Steve to turn to Tony.

Tony didn’t hesitate at all, just flung himself into Bucky’s embrace. “We’ve missed you, snowflake.”

Bucky hiccupped a little laugh at the old nickname. “Missed you too, tinkertoy.” He kept hold of Tony’s arm when he stepped back, his eyes wet and smiling as he looked from one of them to the other and back. “I’ve missed you both, so much.”

Steve put a hand on Bucky’s shoulder. “Let’s go find a quiet spot,” he suggested. “There’s some things we’ve been wanting to say.”

Bucky nodded. “Yeah. Yeah, I’ve got some stuff to tell you, too.”

[maukree]

Day 18: Bucky/Steve/Tony - Blindfolds

How the actual, unholy fuck did he let it get this far? Tony knows it’s a bad idea. Just fucking knows it. But that’s the thing about Tony himself, isn’t it? His whole life is basically a highlight reel of bad ideas so horrendous and ridiculous they somehow defy logic, pull some Matrix-level shit, dodge reality, then loop back around and try to cosplay as good choices, alongside even worse decisions.

Rating: Explicit Wordcount: 1.5k

[rana030]

Pov: you're reading fanfiction and suddenly y/n starts to call him daddy

[mcntsee]

me when I reach the angst part of the angsty fic that I specifically chose for the angst

[babymangosworld]

Me when y/n is acting like a little fucking child for male validation

[morgangalaxy43]

The Avengers 2012 era was the best time ever in the fandom

Thor loves pop tarts, Clint lived in the vents, Bruce and Tony did science together, Steve was the mom friend of the team and did art in his free time, Natasha was cool aunt of the team, Loki was there too and a bunch of other characters like Peter, Sam, Bucky, Vision and Wanda all lived in the Avengers tower together

It was a much simpler time where everyone in the fandom was chill and having fun together

[that1geek06]

"English isn't my-"

Hush now my friend, and let me read the absolute beauty of a fic that you have bestowed this world and humiliated the first English speakers with

[that1nerd-20]

When a fanfic writer puts a nickname you think Is icky in their smut fic

[caxapthecat]

if u got depression u know the amount of effort it took for him to do those dishes

[film-in-my-soul]

Tony Stark's Meddling Kids [Podfic]

Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Pairing: James “Bucky” Barnes/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Rating: T

Length: 00:26:32

Summary: A recording of 'Tony Stark's Meddling Kids' by Aquatigermice

FRIDAY had lots of very important jobs. One of which was to keep an eye on her older brothers to keep them out of trouble. Which she did to the best of her abilities.

But this time the oldest brother bot, DUM-E, was acting odd. Odder than normal.

The reasoning for his behavior will drag her and the rest of her siblings into his plans as well.

Recorded for @marveltrumpshate 2024 for @aquatigermice

Original Work by @aquatigermice

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[miryum]

does anyone else get, like, jealous when a fictional character dates or has a crush on another character?

... no? just me?

[maukree]

Day 19: Bucky/Steve/Tony - Uniform Kink

God, sometimes Tony’s just scared. What if he’s the asshole ruining them all? What if one day this doesn’t work anymore? What if Steve wakes up and realizes he’s still trying to make up for everything—for Bucky’s scars, for Tony’s past? What if Bucky—who Tony’s caught looking at his wedding ring more than once, mind you—decides this isn’t enough? What if one of them—either of them—very wrongly assumes that Tony’s stretched too thin and—

Rating: Explicit Wordcount: 4.6k

[12welveinched]

Me after clicking a p link thinking it was a fic rec.

Jumpscare.

[actually-mentally-ill]

finding out making up whole detailed scenarios with fictional characters in your head is a “sign of mental illness”

[bvrnesher]

❝ 𝒫ull 𝒪ut 𝒢ame ! ❞ ― marvel !

summary: just what I think of each of these characters when it comes to pull out 🗣

— 𝒮teve ℛogers ;; He likes to think he’s good at it. And honestly? He is. Respectful, controlled, painfully self-aware. The second he feels himself getting close, he speeds up, grits his teeth, and pulls out right on time—usually on your stomach or chest. Gentleman. HOWEVER—deep, deep down? He does have a breeding kink. He just won’t admit it. The day you whisper “it’s okay, I’m on the pill”? He hesitates just long enough to ruin his perfect record.

Rating: 10/10. Practically flawless. Just a little too responsible.

— 𝒯ony 𝒮tark ;; This man cums like he’s paying rent. He could pull out. He knows how. Won’t. He’s like, “You knew the risk,” and just lets go. Finishes inside you with a smirk, kisses your temple like he didn’t just pump you full, and asks for another round like nothing happened.

Rating: 7/10. Could pull out. Ignores it. Still makes it hot.

— ℬucky ℬarnes ;; NO WAY this man is risking it, but for the sake of the game, let’s say he tries. He means to pull out. He really does. But the second you tighten around his cock when he’s close? Too late. He’s already twitching, already filling you up. Feels guilty after, mutters apologies, but ask him for another round and he forgets all about it.

Rating: 5/10. Tries. Fails. Feels bad. Does it again.

— 𝒯hor 𝒪dinson ;; Sweetheart himbo with the pull-out instincts of a golden retriever. You tell him “pull out,” and he’s like, “But why, beloved?” while thrusting deeper. His idea of affection is cumming in you until it’s leaking down your thighs and calling it “a gift from the gods.”

Rating: 0/10. He means well. That’s the problem.

— ℒoki ℒaufeyson ;; Oh, he can pull out. He just won’t—unless it’s to tease you. Otherwise? He stays buried until the very end, groaning in your ear about how good you feel while he fills you up. He wants to watch it drip out. It’s about power. Ownership. Ruin. You say “pull out”? He says “make me.”

Rating: 0/10. Wicked.

— 𝒫eter 𝒫arker ;; He’s studied the theory. He wants to pull out. He really does. But the second things start getting too good? He’s whimpering, cock twitching, finishing inside you before he even realizes it. Apologizes mid-orgasm and offers to run to the pharmacy still inside you.

Rating: 3/10. He tries. He panics. He fails.

— ℰrik 𝒦illmonger ;; Pull out? Babe, he hears you say it and smirks. Doesn’t even pretend to listen. Holds your hips down, grinds in deeper, and finishes inside like he means it. Tells you “You better take all that,” like it’s a challenge and a threat. Might pull out once—just to finish on your face and call it a reward. But most nights? He’s filling you up like it’s his personal mission.

Rating: -100/10. He’s doing it on purpose. You’re not walking right tomorrow.