Fic based on a smoking’ hot pic of our beloved hacker

"It’s been turning me on a lot since I discovered that Cougar is a genius with the long term planning of a visionary.”

Different time. Different Place. Same Losers.

Jensen’s been hiding a significant secret from the rest of the Losers. Events soon force him to reveal it when an old enemy resurfaces and threatens his team.

While on a mission in New York, Cougar, the sniper, goes missing off the rooftop where he stationed. Jensen becomes obsessed with finding out what happened to his best friend, convinced that he will be back, safe and sound. When Cougar does come back, however, Jensen starts to realize that something is wrong with his closest friend - he's cold, he doesn't seem to breathe when he sleeps, and his eyes are like blood. Then he starts having the dreams.

Jensen's sick and tired of being the 'pussy'.

When Max makes contact with someone in Ohio, the Losers go undercover to follow up that lead.

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.

This fic should cover numerous prompts from The Losers_Fans Prompt Party including wanting DrunkFlirt!Jensen, wanting Cougar cheating at cards, wanting a drunken BJ with a side of kink and emotional issues, and a request for Cougar's deliberate sabotage of Jensen's attempts to pick up women. There might be more, that post is a very bad influence.

“Show me a man with a tattoo, and I’ll show you a man with an interesting past.” -Jack London

Cats, man. Not to be trusted.

Oh my god, this was supposed to be nice cheerful porn set in an Uzbekistani goat shed, and then this happened instead. This is now the long and mostly-incompetent courtship of Cougar by Jensen, with associated warnings for swearing, violence, gore and sex (in that order). Cougar/Jensen, pre-movie.

The Losers go to Disney World. Do I really have to say more?

Jensen has fun with a little black remote. Cougar? not so much.

I'm glad it turned out like this, it's better this way

Jensen couldn't decide whether he was having the best week ever, or the worst.

In 2009, Jensen got a new team, fell stupid in love, and learned about sharks, the great organizing principle of the universe and crushing chest injuries. Not necessarily in that order.

Cougar is always calm, cool, collected and in control. Carlos... sometimes needs someone else in control.

Cougar keeps popping up next to Jensen after that. And much like Jensen’s sudden influx of facial hair, Jensen decides to keep him.


Every good guy comes back.

“Okay, no,” Pooch says, holding up his hands, “there is no way I’m gambling for money against you and Cougar.” Jensen frowns, leaning across the table to make wide, concerned eyes at Pooch. “Is it because we’re just that fucking good?” he asks. “No.” Pooch knocks the edge of the pack once, twice against the table. “It’s because I’m pretty sure you can read each other’s damn minds.”

"I'm a good boyfriend," Cougar said.

Cats, man. Not to be trusted.

Once you go into the woods, you don’t come back out again; or, how Franklin Clay got himself a pack.

I'm great. It's great under here. Visit scenic Pile of Detonation Rubble, population you and me.

"This is a dream assignment, and I am not going to fuck it up just because my teammates aren't secure enough in their masculinity," he said to Pooch. "You ever nibble on my earlobe again, they will find your body in eight places," Pooch said, but Pooch didn't share Jensen's commitment to self-improvement.

Jensen's got love letters to Cougar in his bag but knows he'll never let anyone else see them. It's not that he wants to keep it a secret, he just knows that it might be best that way what with DADT, Cougar's Catholic values and the risk of getting a bullet between his eyes. Writing letters in secret is one of the few outlets Jensen has. But it's really just a matter of time before the truth comes out...

Explosions, broken toes, and blood transfusions, or, the long and mostly-incompetent courtship of Cougar by Jensen.

Santana is eight years old when her Tio Carlos joins the Army. Or the less-cracky-than-you-might-expect Glee/The Losers crossover where Cougar is Santana's uncle. (If it tells you anything, i nearly titled this 'Ohana Means Family.')

A shadow drops over him, too dark to be a cloud moving across the sun, and he cracks an eye open to find Cougar above him--not standing and staring down but a whole lot closer, like, about to straddle him and make him embarrass himself close.

Cougar is doing perfectly well ignoring his feelings for Jensen until Jensen makes himself hard to ignore. A commentfic for a prompt about dog tags and a boy in a skirt.

Under orders not to use his right hand until it heals, Jensen is quickly frustrated by the inconvenience of functioning with only one thumb. It's a good thing Cougar is there to help him out with little things, and big things too.

This is not exactly what Jensen was expecting when he came into work this morning.

“This place is a shithole,” Roque says in disgust.

Jensen had gotten practice at this sort of thing in his last unit.

When Carlos is fifteen, his mother, father and three sisters sit him down in the living room and explain to him that they support gay rights... Or, the story of how Carlos got his groove.

Jake Jensen is sixteen when he meets Tony Stark at MIT. He's nineteen when he joins the US army, and twenty-four when he becomes a Loser. Becoming a Loser is also when he happens to discover that DADT might apply. But that is not where this story begins. It begins on a cold, winter morning in Massachusetts, when a little girl with hair the colour of cornflakes meets her newborn brother for the first time. (In which there are evil toasters, all-around nerdiness, and ohana ).

It was not, strictly speaking, Jake’s fault that he ended up in jail.

Cougar accidentally finds out Jensen gets aroused really easily. He gets curious.

AU world, where mutants are government property, and The Losers just got assigned a new sniper

In which Cougar goes home, goes on a road trip, and learns to cook.

The one where Jensen's locked in a cage, Roque is a sucker for the furry, Pooch risks his fingers, Cougar's concussed, and Clay is putting his foot down, damn it.

Figured that Roque would pass out and make Jensen carry his lazy ass halfway across Afghanistan.

In 2009, Jensen got a new team, fell stupid in love, and learned about sharks, the great organizing principle of the universe and crushing chest injuries. Not necessarily in that order.

Five people who've seen Jensen naked. To be fair, it's mostly not his fault.

There were many things Cougar would have liked to unsee, but the world didn't work like that.

AU—Jake Jensen left the Army before he ever had a chance to be a Loser. Cougar meets him anyway. Sometimes what a man needs to have a chance at happiness is losing the battle he’s been fighting his whole life.

Jensen couldn't decide whether he was having the best week ever, or the worst.

"I'm a good boyfriend," Cougar said.