Fiction Recs

John/Matt
13,035 words

“Come on, kid,” McClane said gruffly. “This place is fucking depressing. You’re coming to stay with me.”

Steve/Tony
76,396 words

One slip of the thumb means that Tony just texted a picture of his dick to Captain America instead of his casual hookup. Which is just as well because the guy hates him anyways.

It's certainly the weirdest way he's ever managed to break the ice.

Bucky/Tony
48,507 words

Stuck in rehab after a near-fatal accident, Tony reaches out via letters to a soldier overseas, and Bucky is more than happy to write back, drawn to Tony for a reason he can't quite name. One or two letters turn into a years worth, then come the phone calls, with Tony quickly realizing that Bucky's voice, with that rolling Brooklyn accent might be his new favorite sound.
When Bucky shows up unannounced at Tony's door, one thing leads to another and maybe a confession or two is made. But Bucky's tour overseas isn't over yet, not even close, and they have months more of distance between them.
Then Bucky disappears, missing in action, and Tony doesn't know if he will ever get his soldier back. And if Bucky DOES make it home, will he be the same boy from Brooklyn who sent Tony love poems, or has his time away and his injuries changed him for good?

Steve/Tony
17,113 words

“Tony,

I’ve completed the background check on Steven Rogers, and there’s something big you need to know. Like, massive security-threat level big.

I’m sorry, sugar. He’s bad news.”

—⎊—

or: A corporate espionage story told solely through excerpts from CEO Tony Stark’s inbox. Featuring romantic pining, delightful office lunches, sarcastic super-geniuses, intense investigations, revolutionary nanotechnology research, unhinged arch-nemeses, haunting ghosts from the past, and an endearing emoji overload by a witty Peter Parker.

Chris/Peter/Stiles
Mixed media

During the day, Chris could leave his phone at home. It's almost always silent. Allison is dead. Isaac is in France. He doesn't talk to his family. But at night, he can count on texts from the sheriff's son or Peter Hale. For very different reasons.

Derek/Stiles
31,173 words

In which Stiles learns to Stalk That Stalk. (Or, how to accidentally woo your unfriendly neighborhood alpha in roughly five hundred handwritten steps.)

Chris/Peter/Stiles

To: Stiles
Stiles. Why are you sending me a picture of Christopher Argent's dick?

From: Stiles
....How do you know it's chris'??

To: Stiles
How do you think?

Derek/Stiles
8,924 words

“Stiles, this is getting ridiculous. Can you please do something about it?” Lydia demands. “Do anything. I don’t care. Go up and kiss him, ask him to prom this year, write him secret admirer love letters, whatever. Just do something.”

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OR: The one where Lydia sets up an email account for Stiles to "confess his love" for Derek. And as fate would have it, they also end up becoming friends in person at the same time.

Peter/Stiles
10,746 words

Stiles and Peter agree to test out a relationship. The only problem is that Stiles is off to university, and much of their interactions will be at a distance. Thank goodness for technology!

They haven't really reached the boning level of relationship yet, because while Stiles is a horny bastard, he kinda wants to flirt and be wooed and develop a bond before they do the do. But sexting doesn't count, does it?

Derek/Stiles
16,368 words

“Look. I think my friend is obsessed with you… or your cell phone at the very least. And if your stupid fucking voice saying the same two words is all he’s ever gonna have of you, then you have to let him go. You don’t let him get attached and you don’t drag it out. If you hurt him, or lead him on, even just a little bit, I swear to God I will kill you. So call him back, and end it.”

In which Derek leaves town with Cora, and Stiles thinks he might be going insane... because no one would leave this many rambling voicemails for someone they weren't even dating... right?