Anthroverse: You're in the army now.

Written for [info]dangomango for [info]help_pakistan. She requested something set in the same 'verse as Easy Access (which was written in response to a [info]blindfold_spn prompt a couple of rounds ago), with Dean getting off on watching Sam with a FC, but treating Sam as a girl rather than a guy. She most particularly requested Sam/FC scissoring and possessive!Dean with a side of reluctant!Sam. She had a lot of ideas, and I tried to do a good deal of them, but still keep it all true to the real spirit of Easy Access, which is basically impreg kink. This is really a little different than Easy Access -- so rather than a sequel, it is kind of a crazy mutated AU/"could-happen" cousin.

Rodney and John have been in a relationship for years, despite all the difficulties that arise when two subs with no dominant tendencies try to have a relationship. When Jennifer Keller arrives on Atlantis, the two of them decide that things are going to change.

Jamie meets Diego when he's seven. Diego is older, bigger, bolder (not surprising, when Jamie has been a wisp of a child since forever, with matching shyness), and has a big, contagious smile. Their friendship holds fast for eight years as they are both apprenticed to Diego's father, the famous locksmith Master Reyes, but when they meet the lovely Esperanza Jamie starts to realise that there is more to life than work, and that his adoration of Diego is and probably always has been more than friendship.

Space AU - Peter got Neal paroled to his and El's ship because he couldn't bear the thought of Neal on a prison planet. El hijacks Neal into her event planning because she can't bear to see his talents being wasted while he and Peter pine over each other. But there's many perils in space, not the least of which is to convince her boys to stop being silly and listen to her!

Rodney is in a relationship with Jennifer, but she doesn't at all think that that means he has to spend less time with his best friend. John seems to think so, though, and this bothers her more and more for reasons she can't really explain to herself.

When Johnny comes back from the Negative Zone, he needs all the support he can get. He wants it from his lover and his ex-wife. Peter and Lyja want what's best for him.

With their anniversary drawing close, Parker learns about the birthday of sex, finds an apprentice and stumbles into a job for the team. Also wherein Eliot is growly and awesome, Alec is a genius, Sophie is the fastest con in the west… or anywhere, and Nate puts up with all of them. ** Winner of Best Case Fic 2011 Fulcrum Award **

Leverage, OT3, five times Nate (or Sophie) thought that Hardison, Eliot and Parker were sleeping together, and one time that they actually were.

Smutty, kinky, threesome slash.

Clint sees everything, no matter the situation, no matter how many naked bodies there may be to distract him.

Bucky wakes up. Tony takes a liking to him. Steve frowns a lot. Also, there is some Avenging going on. And tech porn.

The hi-jinks of The Avengers, their significant others, friends, and SHIELD agents.

In which the Avengers Tower is rebuilt, Tony attempts matchmaking, Natasha is scary, and Pepper may have ulterior motives. Also, there is Asgardian mead, which might be a problem.

Millionaire playboy Tony Stark needs horse riding lessons. His two instructors are more than willing to give him other lessons, too.

Darcy watches. It's kinda what she's being paid for. More or less. That and the coffee.

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)

For an LJ avengerkink prompt: Steve is very confused/weirded out by the distinct lack of pubic hair on modern women (or at least the women Tony has forcibly exposed him to). Sure he's a virgin, but he's seen naughty pictures/European burlesque shows. Therefore he's more than a little apprehensive when Natasha finally gets her panties off. Luckily she's a firm believer in giving her partners something to hold on to. Steve goes wild. +1 - it happens during group sexytimes and all the others stop what they're doing to watch Steve eat her out

Tony wants to see Steve break a sweat; it just takes one hell of a workout.

Steve's fairly certain that he should find his current situation stranger than he does. He's still surprised, of course, and a little embarrassed, to find himself sitting with two highly trained assassins and an extraterrestrial who lends his name to a weekday while one of the world's greatest scientific minds purrs seductively to another about how they're all going to take turns fucking his ass, but not nearly as much as he'd have anticipated.

“TMZ has enough fun spreading rumors about just the two of us; just think of all the trouble they could cause if they knew I’d invited over all your superhero friends to fuck you until you scream.”

The Avengers have kind of gotten into the habit of falling asleep or winding down all huddled and pressed against each other, after defeating a tough villian, Clint and Tasha coming back from a solo mission, one of them has nightmares, etc. They've actually got to the point they don't even bother about it and it's almost automatic. Then they end up having to take on a supervillian in the middle of nowhere, and when they're done they're on the Hellcarrier, with it's tiny claustrophic rooms; and even any of Tony's international mansions are a long way off. Cue to them getting really annoyed, twitchy, snappy, about the whole thing. Bruce might even end up Hulking out again, and having to be contained. Then they all go fuck it, Nat, and Clint steal as many pillows and blankets they can get, Tony overrides the containment unit settings to get Bruce out, and they all just find some place to set up and curl up. Bonus for Steve and Thor, who are normally the easiest to get along with, glare and threaten bodily harm to any of the SHIELD members who try to even enter the area. The internet if they forgo everything, break into Hulk's containment unit, because hey it is big and comfy enough, and just use him as a body pillow to curl up on, with the Hulk not even minding. I just want a post battle big superhero cuddle pile, okay. Because even heroes need their hug time.

sleep, smash, sparring, science, sex.

How to build a database to get the right person or people for every kinky contingency. One such task is suggested; readers are encouraged to submit more.

The villain of the week pours acid onto Tony Stark's eyeballs. Life proceeds.

Ronon watches over Bruce and Logan because Sheppard asks him to do so. Bruce and Tony like having Ronon around. Smut ensues, lots of slashy smut.

"It's a great idea," Tony said. "Fabulous," Pepper said. "I'll file it with all your other recent great ideas, like stealing cars from the Stark Formula One team and buying me a strawberry farm for my birthday."

After the events of The Avengers movie, Bruce Banner moves into the new Stark-Potts tower in downtown Manhattan. Then things take a turn for the sexy/awesome/kinky. Tony/Pepper/Bruce. Not exactly PWP, but very smut-heavy as it goes along.

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.

Wherein the beta kids have an agreement to form a sedoretu once they're old enough, as told in a series of standalone pesterlogs. Part 1 - Dave, Rose, Jade, and John meet in a chat room on Jade's thirteenth birthday to talk about nothing in particular. Sequel here: http://homesmut.dreamwidth.org/38154.html?thread=39650570

Wherein Karkat Vantas asks Dave Strider an important question about quadrants and romantic intentions; after much soul-searching and random digression, Dave gives him an unexpected answer; and Terezi Pyrope's approval is sought for potential kinky shenanigans.

Prompt: Let's have a thing where going God Tier has made the humans' genetic material and other bodily fluids sparkly and rainbow colored. Then let's take that thing and make it into another thing where we see the reactions of all the trolls to this. GOGOGO!

-- gardenGnostic [GG] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] at 23:45 -- GG: hey john, i thought you were going to bed early! EB: nd she kissed him full on the mouth with lots of to EB: GAH GG: :O ??? EB: damn it jade, you and your ninja windows! pretend you didn't see anything okay.

EB: WHEN I SAID OKAY FINE JADE LET'S TRY TO **DISCREETLY** PUT OUT FEELERS I DIDN'T MEAN GO RIGHT UP TO HIM AND ASK HIM POINT BLANK IF HE'D LIKE TO STAR IN HIS OWN KINKTASTIC ALIEN PORNO!!!!!!!! GG: >:/ oh yes because "btw do you have a gf" totally means "hey do you wanna be the yummy filling in a twin sandwich" in normal people land. dont be a buttface, john!! >:( Sequel to Adventures in Collaborative Storytelling.

You are watching Dave Strider make out with himself, and now you understand why people stand on the beach and take pictures of an oncoming tsunami instead of running for high ground. You physically cannot look away from this, let alone leave.

Karkat can feel the press of John’s arousal against one of his arms. His fingers twitch and reach helplessly, but his limbs are pushed as far as they can go. John chuckles against his shoulder, aware of Karkat’s efforts, and noses against the troll’s ear, warm breaths ghosting against sensitive flesh. “You’re so, well, eager like this, Karkat!”

Everything is more fun when there's something at stake, right? Swinging ought to be the same.

Karkat is failing programming, English 101, and laundry. John can smell weakness, and like the best palhoncho he attacks weakness with friendship, relentless and obnoxious friendship. He has, however, delegated all of the butt touching to Jade and Dave.

Twelve kids. Four trolls. Twelve guardians, four ancestors, one doloros, four lusii, seventeen lands, one megaplanet, one session, one two three one team. One more chance to win.

"At first you'd thought Terezi felt a little left out of this clusterfuck of a relationship, always watching you and Karkat at each others' throats and goading each other on, but you've come to realize that she doesn't mind being a little on the sidelines. Correction: she gets off on it."

In which all sixteen kids live reasonably happily ever after in the Veil. Alternately: that one AU where trolls have sex by barfing blood into buckets.

Dave realizes he has a most unfortunate crush on his best friend. This is obviously a great foundation for a black relationship with Karkat. Competitive flirting is a thing that exists, the kids try out various bits of troll culture, Dave makes consistently excellent decisions and generally has his priorities in order (no he doesn't), and there's a whole lot of talking.

"You've got no fucking clue which end is up about this kind of thing, do you?" Karkat asks, almost gently. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gone off on you. You're such a huge bitch it's easy to forget you weren't hatched like this."

In another universe, the Imperial Fleet came to Earth without warning, in the early years of the Cold War. Just as suddenly, nuclear warfare served as the ultimate warning to stay away, and the Earth was safe. The crashed ships full of abandoned officers and slaves, not so much. Fast forward to present day, and the Earthbound troll population has been forced to survive in a human-dominated society that doesn't take kindly to their decades-long presence. Between having to resort to archaic and undignified methods of reproduction, legally-mandated drugs to suppress their more trollish attributes, and clashes between Alternian and Earth-hatched generations, survival looks to be a difficult task, indeed.

The alternate title to this story is, ‘How Pepper Got Her Groove Back (Not That She Ever Lost It To Begin With): A Story in Cocktails’: In which Pepper rules Stark Industries with an iron first in between drink breaks, there is way higher than Level Seven clearance at SHIELD but Phil trusts her with a lot more than that, and the Avengers really have no idea how much work has to be done to keep them afloat when it doesn't directly involve explosions.

When a second Tony Stark slips through from an alternate universe, Steve suddenly finds his hands very full.

The dark powers have some... particularly interesting applications.

It was a vague feeling; nothing concrete, nothing he could put a name to, just an uncomfortable sensation scratching low at the base of his brain.