"Alright, you've got me. Now what're you going to do?"

"The most he'd ever cared about anything remotely related was his uniform, which, beyond the stylistic, was pretty necessary. But now his suit comes from a lab far more advanced than the basement of a Brooklyn antique shop, and the only decision he really gets to make is if his pants are too tight. (They were, but he doesn't really think they changed them. He doesn't know why, but he thinks that might have been on purpose.) That being said, he doesn't know what he's done to deserve the double take Tony gives him as he walks in the room."

"During a con, Parker runs into someone from her past. Anything that's warned for is alluded to as something that happened in the past, but I warned just to be safe. Parker gen and team fic."

For the prompt, "Blowjobs are super helpful for calming people down."

Derek had the bad habit of stealing Stiles' phone every time he came over. He didn't have one of his own, and Stiles had never seen a problem with him shooting off a text to someone as long as he didn't rack up minutes or download games...or porn.

Written for the prompt: Scott and/or Jackson come over to see Derek and find Derek and Stiles fucking (the rougher, more animalistic, bitey, knotting, etc the better). Scott/Jackson end up secretly watching them, getting totally turned on and jerking off. Bonus if Derek is totally aware they're being watched and puts on a show (preferably, with Stiles unaware).

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

Gerard always knew that there had to be life on other planets. He just never planned on meeting it.

Sometimes, when she's in a good enough mood, Roxanne gives Megamind exactly what he wants out of her.

Three times Megamind, Metro Man, or Roxanne called time-out during a battle. Pre-movie.

Megamind still has some important life lessons to learn. Roxanne is once again here to help.

Metro City needs a new hero. Someone brave, honorable, bulletproof, photogenic, and possibly named Roxanne.

"We should probably go soon, anyway," she says. "There's an unconscious man in the ladies' bathroom with 'wanker' written on his forehead – people are going to start asking questions."

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.

Two handfuls of berries, one cannon fires, and the winner of the 74th annual Hunger Games is District 12's Peeta Mellark.

When Dr. Doom's technology and Loki's magic react badly to each other, the Avengers are sent into the future, leaving Jarvis to watch the world crumble and Panem to rise as he waits for their return.

"Coal burns slow and steady," he says. "But put a spark to a field of wheat and you set the world on fire." [Katniss, Thresh, and an ending no one expected]

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.

“Make me look pitiful,” she says, “and maybe they’ll feel sorry for me.” How Johanna Mason won her Games and lost everything else.

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 **

As part of their plan to take down a crooked art dealer, the Leverage team need a painting forged in a hurry. Luckily, Alec Hardison knows just the guy – Neal Caffrey.

Faith tries to pick up a cute girl. It has interesting results.

Parker and Hardison pretend to be married for a job.

The problem with being one of the good guys now is that when Eliot sees a gun being waved around, he feels like he needs to step in. Neal is suitably grateful.

Smutty, kinky, threesome slash.

His power's running low, the arc reactor flickering. Cold, rancid sewer water is rushing into the fissure at his torn up shoulder, filling up the gaps, rising along his neck in frigid fingers. He's been like this before.

When they first told Clint, he had no reaction other than a soft 'Oh,' and a quiet nod. My fix-fic for the movie. Obviously, large and detailed spoilers are contained.

"I'm sure we'll make a lovely couple," Clint said, and forced a smile. "Honey."

Look, some mornings you wake up and little green men are invading New York City; some mornings you wake up and you can hear Captain America's voice in your head. Tony has been an Avenger long enough that he saves his freakout for important things.

Tony has a point system for the times he can get Steve to be less than perfect.

"Do you think this is still a training exercise, or did we just get our asses handed to us by actual bad guys?" asked Clint. Tony, Steve, Clint and Bruce spend quality time together in a cave. Tony does not build another arc reactor (even if he sort of needs one). Steve is all Protective Leader. Clint is terrifyingly good with a knife. Bruce bleeds and snarks. There is banter and embarassing amounts of schmoop and the boys get very touchy-feely.

Steve Rogers is always the groomsman and never the groom. Tony Stark hates feelings and ancient alien prophecies. Or, five weddings Captain America attended, and one he crashed. Not necessarily in that order.

Steve dares to stick his head into the workshop on a Tuesday which had so far been filled only with paperwork, and as soon as he actually comprehends what he's seeing, he kind of just wants to forget the filing and the G-33 forms and just stay down there forever.

A tiny prompt ficlet. Tony cannot, for the life of him, make a decent piece of toast. Bruce ... finds this far more amusing than he should

Steve closes his eyes in 1945 and wakes up in 2012. Well. They certainly didn’t put that on the recruiting poster. [Companion to The Minor Fall, the Major Lift.]

This is how they piece it together and make it work.

Or, how Steve Rogers--kind of--learns to dance.

Avengers at the State Fair: “What is Thor eating?” James asked. “Walking taco. With … ice cream.” "How many tickets did Coulson give him?” "Too many.”

He never did forgive Nick Fury for bloodying up his trading cards. Not during that first week, anyway.

Fighting crime and wanton hero-on-hero violence is far safer for the world at large than the Avengers bored.

How to corrupt a superhero without really trying.

For maybe the first time he doesn't feel oversized – or he does, but suddenly something's clicked over and it turns him on, seeing and feeling the mass and strength of his body as he pounds Tony Stark against a wall in a basement.

“Thor, I submit,” Steve repeated, his voice cracking midway through. “I know.” Steve froze, and they locked eyes for a moment, Thor’s gaze predatory. For a second, neither moved, Thor’s body a warm weight on Steve’s, and then, ever so slowly, Thor leaned forward the rest of the way and pressed his lips to Steve.

Stark – Tony – looks over at him and smiles, and there's something so sweet in that smile that Steve feels sucker-punched, feels like he can't breathe, he can't think, because who knew that Tony Stark could smile like that, open and amused and affectionate? “Yeah?” Tony says, teasing, and Natasha cuffs the back of his head.

Tony was pretty sure nothing like this had ever happened to him before.

On the plus side, marriage is bound to be easier than proposing.

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

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.

Tony finds the heels in the back of his closet, hidden away in a white, pristine box. And then he gets ideas.

There’s a plan already forming in the back of Tony’s mind and he knows it’s teasing, but it’s not an opportunity he can willingly pass up. Sequel to Fuck Me Heels. Enjoy guys!