Xander and Dean find a way around a curse that condemns them to hell.

Uh, pretty much PWP. Something goes very wrong with a trial run of some new tech.

Dean and Sam have to reenact an ancient Aztec ritual in order to stop a curse.

Turns out virginity is a state of mind and some demons aren't as picky as others.

"I've never seen it plant on a person before."

Merlin is an addict and Arthur is his drug.

It's a temple of man-loving, and Spock really wants to get inside to take some readings. Kirk proposes a logical course of action.

Adam has a condition.

The stillness wasn’t that unusual, nor was the tight line of Tim’s mouth, but his fists were clenched tight by his sides and he was kind of – flushed, the colour dark on his cheekbones below the mask, and rising. Oh, shit. He’d been zapped with something.

Ivy's learned something new. So will Robin.

What it says on the label.

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The Joker kidnaps Lex, intending to kill the president and discredit Superman all in one. Things don't quite go according to plan.-- Stewart ticked off on his fingers. "Withstood torture, beat up the Joker, shtupped Superman—" Wolf-whistles broke out in the crowd as Stewart spread his hands and said, "All I can say is—our president can beat up your president."

Gerard passed over the lube and condoms, hesitated, then said, "This isn't a stunt dick thing." Adam raised an eyebrow. "Okay?" "Okay," said Gerard. "I'm just saying. I could take care of this myself." "I'm sure you're more than capable," said Adam in a soothing voice. "Look, if this is weirding you out, that's cool. Sometimes a guest star only seems like a good idea."

Specifically engineered as a recreational able to safely mix with alcohol, it'd been through more tests and trials than some of his navigational equipment, and hadn't received an ounce of official funding. No one wanted to fess up that the idea of flooding the market with a quality-controlled substance might actually be a good one.

Johnny, Evan, Champions on Ice 2007, sex pollen. I'm really not sure what else there is to say. Written for the [info]skategreat cliché challenge, clichés #23 (sex pollen) and #105 (trapped!).

Three guys meet in a bar. Two of them need to break a curse. One of them is about to get very lucky indeed

"You can't do that! This is a shounen series!" he hissed.

The Losers live in an Alternate Universe where most people change into animals on the night of a full moon (like, werewolves, werecats, werehawks, whatever you like). The rest of the time, they are humans but keep heightened senses and primal instincts, which is a bonus, considering their job. It's not a big deal and not something they normally talk about, but when Jensen goes into heat for the first time, it becomes a problem--it's really hard to focus on the mission when Jensen's practically panting for it without even realizing he's giving off "come fuck me" vibes. Having lusted after the hacker for years, Cougar can't take it any more; he decides to put everyone out of their misery and mates with Jensen--who becomes very enthusiastic about the idea.

He never thougth things would end up like this.

Another off-world mission, another alien ritual – and suddenly, Rodney has tentacles and needs to mate with his mate – John.

"Yes, yes, I'm entirely familiar with the concept of 'take one for the team' – but excuse me if I hadn't anticipated the necessity for it here!"

It looked like whatever the guys had learned at the Sun Warrior temple had lit the fuse of their little firecracker. Sokka was not going to let anyone else get hurt when it went off.

He'd never paid much attention to the plant lore and magics requiring plants, but that plant had been drilled into his head by everyone.

People get possessed all the time.

Slinking closer, Roy took a deep breath and then another.

O to speed where there is space enough and air enough at last! — Walt Whitman, One Hour to Madness and Joy, 1860.

The fog in the bathhouse is a slow-acting aphrodisiac.

It’s mating season and Derek tracks Stiles down and catches him doing something naughty.

Terrorists develop a riot-inducing spray that has unexpected effects on America's only Super Soldier.

Eliot goes temporarily missing on a job in a greenhouse and Hardison goes to find him.

Debriefing is an important way for an organization's members to learn new skills as individuals, as a team, and as managers. Tony almost dropped his heavily-modded iPad, but managed to catch it against the front of his legs. "What's this? A pants-off dance-off?"

“We had sex,” Clint says, bluntly. “Collectively.” [Written for Porn Battle; Warnings apply]

There it is, the word he's been trying harder than anything not to even think, and now that it's out there's no hiding from it. (aka the Angry Goat Noise remix; no spoilers for movie)

Loki unleashes sex pollen on the Avengers. Tony and Steve get caught up in the storm. Shameless PWP.

“I have this condition.” Arthur kept his voice at a murmur, with a tone of confiding something he trusted Eames with. He sighed. “I... go into heat.”

Bizarre alien peace rituals, drunken debacles, Jim Kirk's pornography, the phrase 'bet your sweet ass' taken way too literally, bar fights, everyone's favorite Orion and super advanced sex toys of the future you wish you had now. A love story.

There are some things you have to do as a friendleader, and some you have to do as a friend. Sometimes, it's the same thing.

Rose's face has flattened out into one of those human expressions you find so irritatingly impermeable. "Oh my God," she says, before you can stumble to the beginning of another sentence. "You're about to open your lips and inform me that I have been dosed with sex pollen." It's caliginous sex pollen fic. I don't know what you want from me.

Sollux would be willing to wait forever for Karkat to feel ready, but the drones aren't so patient.

Problem: the drones induce pailing via chemical stimulus that boosts concupiscent instincts and dampens higher brain functions. Problem: pinning your matesprit to the nearest available surface is a concupiscent instinct, and using psionic power is a higher brain function. Problem: pinning your matesprit to the nearest available surface is a concupiscent instinct...and controlling your freakish physical strength is a higher brain function. Problem: being anywhere near Equius come pailing time is 100% likely to kill you. Solution: apply higher brain function ahead of time.

Harry Potter -- Boy-Who-Lived, Chosen One, and . . . well . . . werewolf -- has returned to Hogwarts (at Hermione’s insistence) to finish his education. On top of classes and homework, he’s living in a tent (again) and helping to run the weekly HOWL -- Hogwarts Organisation for the Welfare of Lycanthropes -- meetings. What’s more, there’s something odd about Malfoy . . .

Contrary to popular belief, weres don't actually need alphas. Patrick never had one, since he's the only person in his family with the gene, and his parents didn't push him into finding one. Alphas make their betas better; they keep them calm and level, they support them, they guide them. Without an alpha, betas are perfectly fine. They're just better with one.

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After being tortured by a group of hunters, Derek goes into heat. Stiles helps him through it. Written for the 24-hour porn challenge community, Stop, Drop, and Howl.

Sex gas, Latveria, and a SHIELD orgy.

"They can see us," Abed says calmly. As if he's just figuring it out.

Troy and Abed roleplay a sex pollen scenario in the Dreamatorium.

Surprisingly enough, Ivy didn't like getting fruit baskets as thank yous. Jason'd have to find something else to send her.

The party was sprawled across nine different rooms, and Kris ended up getting detoured half a dozen times before he finally managed to track down the bar and get Adam and Katy's drinks and a beer for him.