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sunnysideprincess · 3 months
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Ao3 is down so here's something spicey
It takes Tony three tries to finally admit to Steve that he has slept with both Barnes and Wilson. Individually. Back in days of yore when he was known to be a loose canon.
In his defense, he was high and in mourning for the first. That and he didn't even know it was the fucking Winter Soldier he was riding relentlessly through his clouded mind. At least not until years decades later when Romanoff told him ", hey your parents didn't die in a car accident and here's the guy who was brainwashed into killing them". It was morbid how fast Tony recognised him as the man who he got high and sly with and not as Hydra's darling puppet.
With Wilson it was a little more complicated. It had been him doing last minute check on the wings for the Falcon project. It had been him, young and aching to prove himself to the big leagues, versus this cock-sure newbie with a sharp tongue. He'd been down on his knees before nightfall.
Now, he loves Steve. He loves him soft and tender, and also like a raging fire storm.
But god damn it, he also yearns for Sam's heated, knowing gaze travelling down his back. He aches for Barnes and his cold, sharp eyes digging into his skin.
He thinks it's selfish.
He thinks it could be because he's still a spoiled rich brat under all the glitz and glamour.
"So you and Sam? And Bucky?"
Tony nods. It took him three tries but he finally spilled the tea. Or rather a generous amount of spiced curry all over the carpet.
"Do they know?"
"Yeah. Wilson, he ah... We didn't exchange names, but... Yeah, a goatee and age don't make much of a disguise."
"And Buck?"
"He does. Now. But he didn't remember until you know-" B.A.R.F. he doesn't add. Seems like an off-putting word to utter in this situation.
"Right."
They sit on the opposite ends of the bed. And Tony lets him mull over his thoughts.
Whatever he wants, Tony will try his best to give it to him. Space. Apology. Time. Comeuppance.
Whatever.
Tony loves Steve that much.
Only, Steve doesn't ask for any of those things.
What he asks for instead is:
"Can I watch?"
Well...
He does love Steve that much.
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itsagentromanoff · 13 days
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Steve: Okay, I’ll tell you what. I’ll make you a deal. Thirty years from now, if you’re still single and things don’t work out with me and Tony, you and I can give it a go.
Sam: I appreciate the offer, but if things don’t work out with you two, I’m swooping in on him like a vulture.
Steve: Too late. Bucky called dibs.
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therubyjailcell · 1 year
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I HAVE POLLS NOW let's do a redo of one of my old polls <3
(the og poll was done on strawpoll.me, and was done in early september 2017)
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imagineironfalcon · 7 months
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*cracks knuckles* Okay, let’s get back in this saddle, yeah?
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When everyone had dispersed to their rooms in the compound – either returning to old rooms or finding new ones – Sam quietly snuck his way to Tony’s. The door was unlocked, and he gave the usual two quick knocks and waited a few seconds before stepping inside.
Tony was undoing his cuffs, sparing Sam only a brief glance before focusing his gaze back downwards.
Sam walked up to him, hesitating only a moment before gently brushing Tony’s hands aside and taking over the shirt buttons. Tony let him, letting out a deep and slow breath, head tilting back and eyes closing.
“This okay?” Sam asked, voice hushed, as he reached the last button.
“Yeah.”
He pushed the shirt off of Tony’s shoulders, tossing it over towards the hamper, and went to work on the belt. Tony took back over dressing after that, and Sam stripped off his own shirt and jeans. They crawled into bed together, Sam clutching Tony close. He’d missed this. Since everything fell apart, he’d missed this. The physical intimacy.
They’d been exchanging letters since a few months after Steve broke Sam out of The Raft. There’d been accusations and apologies and confessions, fear and guilt and love expressed through words.
Somehow, somehow… they’d managed to work things out between them, to save the relationship they’d had.
Hands shaking, Sam curled himself more into Tony’s chest and closed his eyes tight.
There was one thing they’d never talked about.
Sam had never asked. Tony never offered.
That probably said a lot.
“I know… I know that something went down, in Siberia. Steve won’t talk about it; Barnes was down an arm.” He waited, but Tony said nothing, fingers still stroking through Sam’s short hair in an easy, slow rhythm. “What happened, Tony?”
After what felt like several intense moments of silence, Tony said, “If I tell you, you have to promise me not to make a big deal out of it.”
Sam tensed.
“I’m… mostly over it. Enough so that I can work with them both. I don’t – if things get made a big deal out of, it’ll just make it all fresh again, make it harder for everyone to work together.” He paused. “I don’t know if I’ll ever really be able to forgive Steve, Sam. But I can enough to work with him. To be friendly. But not if we’re reliving that mess again.”
Sighing, Sam said, “Fine. I’ll not make a big deal out of it.”
“Or bother Steve?”
“Or bother Steve. Or Barnes. Not about Siberia, at least.”
“Fair enough,” Tony said, and blew out a bracing breath.
Slowly, Tony recited events from then. Pieces fell into place that Sam had been missing, Steve’s anger and odd guilt, Barnes’ quiet resignation. Sam breathed through the anger – with all three of them, honestly; with Zemo especially – and just listened.
When Tony trailed off, Sam knew he was leaving something out. He pressed a kiss to Tony’s chest, and Tony’s fingers twitched against his back.
“None of us were willing to stop,” Tony said, voice only trembling a little. “Steve… brought the shield….”
Sam realized he wasn’t breathing, that the only sound was Tony’s slightly rough and slightly too fast breathing.
“I got lucky. The suit was totaled, but the metal didn’t tear too badly through the undersuit’s material, and – I mean there was some serious muscle bruising and a few fractures but…. It could have been much worse. My arm was the worst damage, and that was from the airport.”
Eyes closed, Sam struggled to find some calm in the fear and anger burning through him. He grappled for it, because Tony didn’t need his anger, he needed Sam’s calm, Sam’s acceptance.
“I love you,” was all Sam could find it in himself to offer.
Tony squeezed him closer. “I love you, too.”
~*~*~
Sam didn’t “make a big deal out of it”, like Tony had asked of him. He barely even glared at Steve the next morning, in fact.
He spent more time around Tony. That could easily be explained as missing his boyfriend, of course, so no one questioned it. He knew if he tried to hang around Steve just yet, with his anger and frustration and fear still simmering so close in his chest, he’d break his promise to Tony.
Keeping a promise to Tony was more important to him than giving Steve a talking too, like he deserved.
His boyfriend could defend himself if he wanted to. Sam needed to step back.
For now, at least.
Until this whole new mess was taken care of.
Until he was calmer.
Then, maybe, he and Steve would have a talk about “extreme options” and “triggering past trauma” and Sam would make it clear that if Steve wasn’t one of his best friends, and Tony hadn’t made it clear that he was mostly over it (and guilty of being just as vicious in the fight), Sam would not just be talking to Steve.
Then he’d maybe have to figure out a way to hit Steve good for lying to Tony for years, whether or not he’d had good intentions.
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"all the things you said" ironfalcon? ♥️
me: may would probably like something nice and serious for this prompt me: ...nah
all the things you said
sam has a twitter account. well, actually, sam has three twitter accounts: his personal, the official captain america one he runs jointly with steve, and Things My Billionaire Boyfriend Says (tony doesn't know he runs this one).
mostly, the things sam posts to that one are funny, things like tony yelling at dum-e for gleefully spraying the entire lab with the fire extinguisher after one (1) tiny ("so tiny you couldn't even see it, sam!") fire, or things that are absurdly sweet like the time tony was legitimately baffled he couldn't just take sam on a last minute anniversary trip to venice ("because some of us have jobs, tony").
and then there are the times when tony says something so ridiculous only a rich person could have said them ("why can't i bring the gold-plated golf clubs with me? hammer's are only silver and i have to rub that in his face"). those usually get a lot of responses along the lines of "eat the rich," to which sam always response with "oh i do ;)" and a picture of tony's amazing ass in whichever well-tailored pants he wore most recently.
it's a great account and it's a lot of fun for sam, who has to make fun of something or else he'll go insane with all the superheroes and geniuses and fucking gods he lives with. so naturally, clint has to go and ruin it all.
"hey tony, did you really tell the president that he could wait to talk to you until you were finished with your pedicure?"
"yea--" tony's eyes narrow. "how did you know that?"
clint makes the mistake of looking at sam first.
the next tweet on the account is a picture taken by natasha of sam crashing through the window, falcon wings already extended, as tony chases after him with the caption "the billionaire might be bad but the boyfriend isn't much better"
Send me a title and a ship!
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im-tops-bottom · 2 years
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Tony: *throws clothes out on to the lawn from the top window*
Tony: Let it go LET IT GO I cant hold it back anymore~
Bucky: what is tony doing?
Tony: let it go LET IT GO STEVE AND I AREN'T DATING ANYMORE
Bucky: huh?
Tony: I DON'T CARE WHAT HE'S GOING TO SAY
Bucky: seriously what's happening?
Tony: LET THE SUPER SOLDIER RAGE ON because I'm still gonna buy that Lego set anyway
Bucky: SAM!
Sam: oh shit sorry. I got so caught up with laughing at what's happening
Bucky: and what IS happening?
Sam: Tony is mad because Steve won't let him buy a lego set
Bucky: oh sweet jesus. Is that all?
Sam: Not really. Tony bought the whole Lego company in retaliation
Bucky: what!?!
Steve: and then Steve got Pepper to sell it to Dr Doom for $1
Bucky: *snorts before laughing*
Tony, up from the top window: DON'T YOU LAUGH AT ME BUCKY OR IM KICKING YOU OUT TOO
Bucky and Sam: how did he hear us from all the way down here
Tony: My rage turns me into a bat. I got hifi hearing
Bucky: okay batman come down before you hurt yourself
Tony: No fuck you *stumbles and falls out the window*
Bucky: *catches Tony*
Tony: I hate you all. You know what!?! I'm moving out. Y'all can have this place. PEACE! I'M OUT- WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME?
Sam: we are all gonna sit down and talk with Steve like the adults we are trying to be
Tony: and then I'm moving out
Sam and Bucky: NO
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winter-spiders · 2 years
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i just rewatched endgame again and i just remembered the fic i wrote ab if Tony and Sam (post slash) went too Vormir instead, and i think it ended with both of them staying alive bc Sam threw Rileys tag down the cliff. i need to find it
I FOUND IT (this was written like right after endgame i think (so mid-late 2019?)
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Im cringing to hard omfg (fun fact: edwin jarvis was a veteran, WWII veteran, so his tags did exist)
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tonystarkbingo · 2 months
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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tony Stark/Sam Wilson, Tony Stark & Sam Wilson, James "Rhodey" Rhodes & Sam Wilson, Pepper Potts/James "Rhodey" Rhodes, James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers & Sam Wilson Characters: Tony Stark, Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Pepper Potts, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton Additional Tags: Awkward Flirting, Alternate Universe - Modern: No Powers, Rhodey Is a Good Bro, Building Robots together, Background Rhodey/Pepper, Background Natasha/Clint, Howard Stark's A+ Parenting, Strangers to Friends to Lovers Series: Part 2 of Tony Stark Bingo Round 7 Summary:
Tony is coming over, but Rhodey is stuck at an airport with a delayed flight. Sam agrees to let the kid stay. It works out well for everybody.
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mlmprompts · 2 years
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,,someone asked if i was the one who posted ‘tony knows’ on ao3.
I am not! but a close friend of mine asked if he can, so i said yes :) it isn’t stolen, he just wanted to share it to a wider audience 🥰
here’s the link Tony Knows
thank you @winter-spiders for posting it for me! luv u james
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necoarcdaily · 1 month
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@ironfalcon drawn with my left hand
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sunnysideprincess · 1 year
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Sam: You know how some people read the warning signs and turn the other way around? Yeah, Bucky would read the sign, laugh at it and then walk right smack into it.
Rhodey: Funny. I'd say the same thing about Tony.
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kahuna-burger · 2 years
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Just Too Functional To Get It - KahunaBurger - Marvel Cinematic Universe [Archive of Our Own]
Wrote this a couple weeks ago, but I got a card today that reminded me of it again. A rare IronFalcon, because Tony needed a partner who fit the title but hadn't known him for decades.
Me projecting my issues on my fave? It's more likely than you might think!
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aurumacadicus · 2 years
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Slice of Your Pie
@saganarojanaolt commissioned a holiday fic with ironfalcon, family fluff, and fade-to-black sexy times! Tony just wants to make sure that his future hubby’s family is taken care of. You can read this on AO3 here.
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Sam leaned against the doorway, crossing his arms and frowning in concern. “You okay?”
Tony turned to blink at him, the plate and towel he’d been drying it with still in his hands. “Yeah, of course. Why?”
“I was just… wondering about the kids’ presents,” Sam admitted.
Tony frowned. “Why? Do they not like them?” He hesitated, then asked, “Should I go buy something else?”
“AJ and Cass love the tablets you got them. Sarah likes that they’ll ping her if they do anything inappropriate,” Sam rushed to assure him. “The gifts are fine. I was just surprised because I thought you were going to get them something else.”
Luckily, Tony stopped looking anxious, instead going back to confused. He tilted his head and frowned again, finally asking, “…Should I have gotten them something else?”
“It’s just, we were discussing their college funds, remember?” Sam began hesitantly. “I wanted to put a couple thousand in each of them a month and you said you’d take care of it?”
“…Yeah. College is taken care of.” Tony said simply. He frowned, brows furrowing together. “…Did you… think that was their Christmas present?”
Sam paused, then began, “Well.”
“I’m not giving them college as a gift,” Tony scoffed, offended. “Sam. I do this for all my friends. Lila, Monica, Barton’s multiple birdlings—I’m paying for all of them. Hopefully you’ll be my husband soon, so of course I’m going to pay for your nephews’ college, idiot.”
“Aw, babe,” Sam said. “That was almost sweet enough for a kiss.”
“I’m always sweet enough for a kiss,” Tony answered mulishly, turning his attention back to the dishes. “I did dishes by hand. I ate one slice of pie. I stopped at three gifts for each person. I don’t just deserve a kiss! I deserve a fucking medal!”
“Uh, you ate one slice of each type of pie,” Sam pointed out, coming up behind him.
“Usually I eat an entire pumpkin pie all by myself,” Tony began, only to cut himself off with a squeak when he felt a pair of lips pressing to the back of his neck to blow a raspberry. “Hey!”
“You’ve shown a tremendous amount of restraint,” Sam agreed, hands coming up to rest on Tony’s waist. “Unfortunately, I don’t have a medal on me.”
Tony paused, then carefully leaned back against him. “Well. I suppose a kiss is acceptable if no medal is immediately available.”
Sam slid his hands around to Tony’s stomach, pulling him to lean against him fully. “You worked real hard to make this a good Christmas for my family, Tony. Thank you.”
“’s no big deal,” Tony muttered bashfully, ducking his head.
“You baked a pie,” Sam argued.
Tony scoffed. “Mama Rhodes baked a pie so I could make a good impression.”
“You helped make the pie,” Sam corrected, pressing a kiss to the back of his neck. He slid his hands down a little so he could grab the front of Tony’s shirt in his fists and pull it from where it was tucked in his slacks. “And you did make a good impression. Sarah thinks you’re too handsome for me.”
“Clearly she didn’t notice my gray hair,” Tony began, only to cut himself off with a startled hum as Sam began unbuttoning and unzipping his slacks. “Sam—”
“Sarah and the kids are out looking at Christmas lights with Bucky. He owes me,” Sam explained, hands sliding into his pants. “I wanted to reward you for making this such a nice Christmas for my family.”
“It wasn’t much,” Tony began, blushing a little, and bit his bottom lip to stop a gasp when Sam’s hand slipped under the hem of his briefs. “Sam.”
“You skipped Christmas with Pepper and the Rhodes for the first time in thirty years to spend time with my family. It’s kind of a big deal,” Sam replied, curling his fingers around Tony’s cock. “Colonel Rhodes threatened me if this didn’t go well. With the suit.”
Tony tipped his head back over Sam’s shoulder, breath shuddering as he tried not to rut up into his grip. “They could come back at any time—”
“Bucky has promised me at least an hour. He owes me,” Sam repeated smugly.
Tony lost any will to argue with the promise of an hour, eyes fluttering shut as he thrust his hips up into Sam’s grip. “Must’ve been good, for a whole hour,” he managed after a moment, mouth dropping open into a wanton sob when Sam’s other hand slipped down the back of his briefs, fingers trailing between his cheeks. “Sam.”
Sam pressed his lips to Tony’s ear, humming quietly. “I bet I can get you off three times.”
“Please I baked a pie,” Tony whimpered, leaning more of his weight against him.
Sam attempted to muffle his laugh in Tony’s shoulder, but he didn’t think he was particularly successful, especially when Tony whimpered in complaint. “Okay. We’ll stop at two tonight,” he said, mirth in every word.
“You’re making fun of me,” Tony whined petulantly, squirming in his grip.
Sam pressed a finger against his hole more insistently, and Tony went limp in his grip, fight forgotten. “I think,” he murmured, pressing his lips to Tony’s ear again. “That we should head to the living room. I’m thinking the couch by the tree. It’s the best place to be able to unwrap you like present,” he teased.
Tony squirmed, finally turning to wrap his arms around Sam’s neck and lean in for a kiss. “Or we could have hot kitchen sex,” he breathed into Sam’s mouth.
“I want to lay you out on the couch and take you apart, so no,” Sam breathed back. “It’s the holidays. I'm craving some peach pie.”
Tony let out an amused huff. “Yeah, okay,” he said. “But you have to carry me.”
Sam bent immediately to pull Tony into a fireman’s carry, rushing out of the kitchen to Tony’s startled laughter.
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For the ask game:
Sam/Tony or Sam/Bucky/Tony 👀👀👀
you get sam/tony cause i've already done winterironfalcon :)
big spoon/little spoon: neither, actually! both of them overheat really easily so they sleep on their separate sides of the bed. they tried spooning twice, once for each of them as the little spoon, and woke up in a puddle of sweat, so no more spooning for them
favorite non-sexual activity: they're the type of couple who would go sit out on the porch every night if they had a porch, but they're superheroes and have a tower, so instead they take a walk through the neighborhood each night
who uses all the hot water: tony. sam grew up in southern louisiana, where the combination of the humidity, heat, and hot water in a shower didn't always mix well, so he frequently takes cooler showers
most trivial thing they fight over: going barefoot around the house. sam insists on house slippers, tony likes to wear socks and slide on the polished floors
who does most of the cleaning: they split it pretty evenly. when they started dating, tony was bad about remembering to do the cleaning. it took a huge fight and sam sleeping on steve's couch for two nights for tony to get it through his head that he needs to help, so now he has jarvis remind him for the little chores and a dedicated cleaning day every other week where he and sam put on old bops from their childhood and do a more thorough cleaning
what has a season pass on their dvr/who controls the netflix queue: sam because tony regularly forgets that he has netflix
who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working: tony, of course
who steals the blankets: sam because he likes to use it as an excuse for tony to cuddle when he comes looking for the blankets with those big, sad eyes
who leaves their stuff around: tony does, but he's getting better about remembering to pick them up
who remembers to buy the milk also tony, usually because he makes sam hot chocolate whenever sam has a nightmare and that's the only time milk gets drunk in their house
who remembers anniversaries: lol neither of them, but it's deliberately a thing. their first anniversary was going to be a really big deal where tony was going to fly sam out to paris, but the serpent society decided they needed to take over new york. tony was devastated that they missed their reservation, but sam argued that they didn't need a special day to celebrate their relationship since they do that everyday so now they don't bother celebrating
Who cooks normally? if they’re cooking, they alternate, but sam gets tired of cooking after growing up volunteering at his parents’ restaurant, so they wind up going out to eat a lot
How often do they fight? rarely. they've always gotten along really well since the first time steve introduced them to each other
What do they do when they’re away from each other? pine. pine helplessly and video call every single night, even when one of them is supposed to be on radio silence
Nicknames for each other? tony calls sam honey and sam calls tony baby
Who is more likely to pay for dinner? sam insists on it. rhodey's always said that he knew sam was the one for tony because the first time he goes to a dinner with sam and tony, sam insists on paying and tony actually backs down
Who steals the covers at night? tony. it's his subconscious getting sam back for stealing the blankets earlier in the day
What would they get each other for gifts? they both go really over the top on gifts. pepper says that she knew sam was the one for tony when he was absolutely delighted by the giant falcon stuffie tony found for him
Who kissed who first? sam did. they were trapped under an awning on their way back from their second date when it started pouring. tony was laughing, and sam couldn't resist leaning in to kiss him, so he didn't even bother trying
Who made the first move? tony. he and sam were working on upgrades for the falcon wings and he casually mentioned getting dinner afterwards. when sam asked if it was a date, tony said (and jarvis has footage of this so he can't deny it), "sure, why not?"
Who remembers things? jarvis, always
Who started the relationship? tony. after awkwardly asking sam out and their even more awkward first date, tony was the one to ask "what is this?"
Who cusses more? they both swear pretty evenly
What would they do if the other was hurt? tony likes to dramatically say he would die
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justlous-art · 2 years
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when you accidentally summon a demon...
buy me a ko-fi and get a sketch!
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saganarojanaolt · 3 years
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I have commissioned @gayspacesprinkles for this absolutely cute WinterIronFalcon fanart, and he absolutely delivered!
Look!
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Thank you so so much!!! I absolutely love them!! 💖💖💖💖💖
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