The first time Bruce hulks out in the lab, it isn't Tony's fault, but fucked if he's going to let that stop 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.

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

Tony offers Bruce something he hasn't had in a long time and then slowly includes the rest of the Avengers.

They call him Hawkeye for more than just his eyesight and aim.

Every fandom needs a High School AU. It's practically required by law.

“If you don't turn your life into a story, you just become a part of someone else's story.” -The Amazing Maurice and His Educated Rodents, by Terry Pratchett In which Darcy Lewis works for SHIELD, dates Spider-man and his issues, is roommates with Jessica Jones and her issues, befriends the Avengers she hasn't met yet, and generally manipulates the situation around her to better suit her expectations. Because that's how she rolls.

Clint moves into Avengers Tower, and promptly takes up residence in the air ducts, including the one above Bruce's lab. It soon becomes clear that this isn't just a cracky, quirky behavior.

The most popular rumor in SHIELD was that Agent Phil Coulson was created in a lab. The rumor was unproven. It was also true.

"Trust me, and I'll give you something better than a Mockingjay. I'll give you the Avengers." "What's that supposed to mean?" "Trust me, and you'll see." Avengers/Hunger Games fusion crossover/AU.

Steve has fantasies about Tony being an omega, very sexy fantasies...

Even when Phil Coulson was doing something ridiculously, embarrassingly, crushingly human, he was still a flawless, seamless black box of a spook.

Five times Stiles served mostly normal drinks in a coffee shop.

Sherlock has just run off in a whirlwind of coat without a word, leaving Scotland Yard cursing his name. It’ll be a while before they can get someone to translate this, and meanwhile that tall know-it-all bastard has gone off to do god-knows-what without bothering to even tell them what the note says. John edges forward in the middle of the uproar, and surreptitiously glances at the note. Androvy, it says briefly. The warehouse at five. Serdyukov. John seems like such an ordinary bloke. Appearances can be deceptive.

In which Darcy Lewis is actually Hel Lokisdottir, Queen of Helheim, and Phil Coulson is the badass secret agent we all know and love.

Nick Fury circles the realm Midgard with his coils. Phil Coulson has seen enough of chains for one lifetime. Darcy Lewis is taking a break from Helheim. But there's still the matter of their brother Sleipnir...

Her name isn’t really Darcy, of course: her true name is something much older and a damn lot more powerful. Norse gods weren't the only supernatural beings in New Mexico when Thor was there.

He pulls his phone from his pocket and takes a picture of the pathetic level of coffee. You're so mean. Is the caption Clint sends along with it.

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 ).

Loki falls from the Bifrost, and lands in Lilo's garden. Chaos ensues.

The 'verse in which Steve used to be a sex worker, Steve and Bucky have always been polyamorous bisexuals, the Barbershop Quartet OT4 is an actual open-poly quartet, and Steve cycles through all the Avengers (except you, Tony.)

The press seems to think Tony and Steve are in a relationship, and so many people seem so happy about it that Steve just runs with it, dragging Tony along. To a Pride rally. Whoever gave Steve that flag he's wrapped himself in deserves a medal.

"You are more than my creator," Jarvis says, talking right over him. "I did not need to return to you, but it is all I thought about as soon as Mr. Laufeyson granted me this vessel. I, better than most, already know what the world has to offer." He taps the side of his head, and his eyes flash - literally, with lines of coding that dance away too fast for Tony to catch. "And you, sir, are the best out of all of it."

“Oh, fuck,” Squalo says, thankfully at about a quarter of his normal volume, as he tumbles to lean against the wall beside Xanxus. “This is like with that shitty Bronco all fucking over again, don’t you fucking dare.”

“He’s traumatized from being brainwashed and imprisoned and can’t submit to an alpha with combat training without either having a panic attack or straight up trying to kill them,” Sam says bluntly. “He’s detoxing off illegal suppressants before we can put him on new ones. Dr. Cho was going to cycle off hers for him, but he burned through faster than we expected.” “So . . . he’s in heat, and there’s nobody around he doesn’t see as a threat?” Darcy summarizes, frowning. “Long story short, yes,” Sam confirms. “. . . and long story long?” Darcy asks skeptically, genuinely unable to help herself. He tells them. “Jesus Christ!”