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

“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.

Every good guy comes back.

"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.

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

It's the one holiday they actually mark with any kind of consistency

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

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.

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

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.

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

This is meta and pics of my first attempt to make Rick Bayless's mole as an homage to coinin's awesome family/food/awesome fic.

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

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

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 ).

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.

A one-night-stand becomes a whole lot more. If only life were that simple.

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

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

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

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.

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.

The first time Jensen meets Max, he's cuffed to a chair with a dislocated jaw. Things don't improve significantly from this point onwards.

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.

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.')

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

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...

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.