For the fic title thing: "Burning the midnight oil" ... <3
Witch!Darcy is tired of Jane and Tony, (and yes, even occasionally Bruce) pulling science all-nighters that end up in explosions or portals into the vacuum of space or the occasional murder-bot. She decides to try her hand at a bed-time spell that is supposed to gradually increase drowsiness and gently suggest (okay, compel) the individuals in a limited sphere of influence to go to bed.
Except something goes wrong with the casting and everyone on the top 10 floors gets put into a deep sleep. Well, everyone knows the way to break that kind of spell is true loves kiss. Que Darcy having to run around and find the true loves for everyone (including all the avengers in residence and Jane as well as a few unlucky maintenance workers). For some this is easy. One phone call to Pepper and Laura, and a shout out to Heimdall and Tony, Clint, and Jane are squared away. Tracking down Betty Ross is a little more tricky, but with Tony’s help, and the HR next of kin form, they manage to break the spell for everyone except Steve and Bucky.
Darcy uses her history books and magical scrying abilities in an attempt to locate any lost loves from the past, and her hacking and snooping skills to dig into their lives in the 21st century to find any secret paramours they might be hiding. With Peggy Carter passed on and Steve and Sharon calling quits on their long-distance thing Steve spends all his time with his team and Bucky. And Bucky’s social calendar is only more bleak. His only contact seems to be Steve and Sam and his therapist who is a 65 year old lesbian.
As she sifts through their lives, though, she finds Steve’s love of sketching and drawing, and his appreciation for all things Brooklyn, as well as his weird obsession with Alfred Hichcock, and Bucky’s nerd boner for all things space and his collection of vintage vinyl records and extensive Bruce Lee DVD set, but aside from their epic love for each other, which may or may not be totally platonic, there’s nobody else in their lives.
Quilt ridden and feeling a duty to see these incredible men back on their feet, she decides to lay one on them both.
Shock and surprise all round when it works.
Unfortunately, then Darcy has some ‘splainin’ to do.