Fiction Recs

Revali/Link
61,443 words

Revali might have left this world with no regrets, had Link not been so persistent. He can't bring himself to regret it, though.

Revalink, post-calamity, follows in-game canon events until it doesn't.

Steve/Tony
15,975 words

Tony was pretty used to crashing.

It seemed like these days more often than not his return to earth in the Iron Man suit was at least somewhat out of control. He couldn't count the number of times he'd used a helpfully situated building, a local landmark, or, hey, even a teammate to slow a wild descent. And he'd be damned if he'd admit it to Pepper, but on more than one occasion he hadn't even been conscious when he'd hit the ground.

So crashing wasn't really a new experience. He would get banged up a bit, maybe put a scratch in the suit somewhere, but bruised ribs healed and there was no better way to work off the post-battle high than smoothing dents out of his most prized possession.

He had a feeling crashing in the Quinjet, without his armour, was going to be a bit different.

Steve/Tony
31,102 words

Tony and Steve have never gotten along, but when Tony lies to his mom about bringing his boyfriend to his cousin's wedding, he needs someone to play the part. Lucky for him, Steve agrees, and the two might just get a little more than they anticipated out of it.

Bucky/Tony
107,356 words

Tony’s been stumbling his way through life for 45 years without any assistance, thank you very much, and he’d like to point out that forgiving the man who killed his parents is on the negative side of his to do list labeled NEVER. The problem is, they’ve got a few scars in common, and somehow they become little nightlights during each other’s darkest moments.

Or, the story of how Tony and Bucky started out here: one broken nose, a few guns, several fist fights, sharp words, a heart attack, bruised jaws, and the definition of mistrust—and ended up here: an anchor in unsteady waters.

Steve/Tony
14,337 words

Obadiah Stane, CEO of Stark Industries since Howard’s son died before Steve even woke up, isn’t happy that the Avengers haven’t caught the villain Iron Man yet. The mysterious man in the armor keeps destroying SI weapons, and even though they tried to arrest him, he always slips through the Avengers’ fingers. It doesn’t help that Steve enjoys their bantering a bit too much, and that he’s starting to think that Iron Man has a worthy cause.

Steve/Tony
5,803 words

Tony and Steve don't get along, that's a known fact of the universe. However, when an alien invasion is pending and they have to convince them not to blow up the planet their only chance of survival is to allow the aliens to study Terran courting behavior. Too bad the only people around to do that are Steve and Tony themselves.

Bucky/Tony
21,370 words

Tony's freezing to death in a Siberian bunker.

Bucky's searching for his past in a Siberian bunker.

Derek/Stiles
83,980 words

“Three weeks,” Derek says.

“Still don’t want to,” Stiles says.

“I’ll pay you,” Derek says, and that… that has Stiles interested. Alf’s Antique’s may be a great job, but it’s not a high-paying job, and half of Stiles’s tuition is coming from financial aid, so…

“How much,” Stiles asks, “are we talking here? Because I know your family, dude. And it’ll be kind of awkward after.“

“My family thinks you’re some sort of fucking gift to the world,” Derek seethes, like he’s jealous, “they’ll probably be pissed at me when we break it off, so don’t worry about that. Five hundred bucks.”

“A thousand,” Stiles says, because screw ethics. Also, the Hale family is loaded. Derek can deal.

Derek/Stiles
6,455 words

To save money while attending college in NYC, Stiles and Derek decide to rent one tiny apartment together. With one bed.

Peter/Stiles
5,604 words

Stiles knows three things to be true: Deucalion needs to die, he can’t do it himself, and Peter can’t be Alpha again. But if Peter were to die alongside Deucalion? That’s the best possible outcome for this shitty situation that Scott forced him into.

So instead of another insult, he says, “You know what? Fuck it. Help me kill Deucalion, and you can have his Alpha Spark.”

Peter gives Stiles a calculating look, and Stiles is sure that Peter knows he plans to double-cross him. Even still, a slow smile spreads across the man’s face.

“Deal.”

Peter/Stiles
5,825 words

Stiles was surprisingly calm, perched on the exam table in Deaton’s back room, his sneaker-clad feet swinging carelessly as the pack argued over his fate. Though maybe the calm wasn’t that surprising. After all, what did a boy with no memories have to worry about?