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leverage fic recs
So, I needed a better organizational system than my AO3 bookmarks (boy do I miss delicious!), so I’m just going to start a post for myself here and reblog it occasionally as I add to it. Most (all?) of these are OT3 fics, because I am who I am and I read what I read. If you want non-OT3 fic recs, I am not your person. Probably you have read these, but if you haven’t, what are you waiting for!
Keep reading
Update 4.0. 2 years back in the Archive now!
hello friends. an announcement for your reading pleasure: if (big if!) I decide to post any of my Thoughts and Feelings about redemption here (other than reblogging gifsets or something) please know it will be tagged “99 problems and redemption is 1″, feel free to preemptively block it, thank you for your time
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E.
Just out here throwing one smol reference to Mr Quinn into the amnesia fic just for @darkfinch (ur welcome)
So it’s after The Stork Job and they’re just back from Belgrade and Hardison finds Eliot in the kitchen at the office, and he knew Eliot could cook, is reminded of it now by the rich smell of an entire vat of bolognese on the stove, but he didn’t know he baked.
And he’s also just now learning that Eliot has at some point lost his mind, because there’s an industrial quantity of cookie dough rolled into balls on a tray on the counter, along with a cooling pan of brownies and a batch of cupcakes that Eliot is furiously decorating.
‘Are we… hosting someone?’ Hardison asks, hovering in the doorway.
Eliot doesn’t answer the question but rather informs him, nodding at the cookie dough, ‘I’m gonna freeze those. Same with the sauce; gonna freeze it in portions so people just gotta heat it and boil some pasta.’ He holds up a box of freezer bags. ‘You wanna be helpful, you can divide this up for me.’
‘Hey, I never said anything about wanting to be helpful,’ Hardison objects, but comes and takes the box from him. ‘Seriously, what’s the occasion?’
‘You all eat like damn teenagers,’ Eliot says, ‘and I can’t cook after every job.’
That’s… fair. The bakery’s-worth of treats feels like it’s encouraging rather than staving off the teenage diet, but Hardison’s very much not inclined to ask further questions.
So really, Eliot chooses to give himself away. ‘You hear what Parker was saying?’ he asks, intensely focused on creating a perfect spiral on the cupcake in front of him.
Hardison ladles sauce into a freezer bag and ties it, then reaches out to snag a ball of cookie dough. ‘When?’
Eliot yanks the tray out of his reach, glaring. ‘I said they’re for freezing!’
‘Oh no,’ Hardison says, biting into the dough. ‘We may not have enough to see out the decade. What’d Parker say?’
‘About, uh.’ Eliot pauses, piping a delicate flower onto the next cupcake. ‘In the briefing. About knowing that kid was orphaned.’
‘Yeah, man, I think this one kinda hit close to home,’ Hardison says, though exactly how close, he isn’t about to share. ‘We might wanna—’
And then he breaks off, taking in the spread—feast, really—in front of them, as he remembers exactly what Parker said.
He’s hoarding food.
Right.
‘Oh, I get it,’ Hardison says, smile spreading across his face, warm, warm feeling spreading through his chest. ‘You’re a softie.’
Eliot’s murderous look is only slightly undercut by the piping bag full of pink frosting in his hands, but he doesn’t deny the obvious: as long as he has any say in it, Parker’s never going to feel so much as a little snacky without having food immediately available to her.
And Hardison already likes Eliot, might even be crushing on him a little. But right then he thinks, yeah. I could fall in love with you.
‘Hey,’ he says, pointing at the cupcake. ‘Will you teach me how to do those flower things?’
‘Fine,’ Eliot says.
‘And Parker likes sprinkles,’ Hardison adds.
Eliot ducks his head, but not in time for Hardison to miss his smile. ‘Top right cupboard,’ Eliot says, and moves over to make space next to him at the counter.
the amnesia fic is supposed to be a fun little romp but now all these feelings and emotions are everywhere??? why this????
some of you will be very delighted to know that yes, the ot3 amnesia fic is next, and yes, I might also get to lean hard enough into spooky season this year that the black tapes saga I’ve neglected for years might even get an update
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Leverage Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Alec Hardison, Eliot Spencer (Leverage) Additional Tags: Bisexual Alec Hardison, Eliot Spencer's Many Absurd Claims, Not Shippy But Also Not Unshippy Idk, Pre-OT3 Summary:
Alec Hardison loves his crew, but he would probably love them more if they'd stop encouraging Eliot's nonsense.
i just saw the tag “canon complicit” instead of “canon compliant” and im laughing its like “canon is a criminal act that i unfortunately support with this fic”
The Three Grades:
Canon Compliant: “This fic goes along with canon.” (Because I like it? Because I’m too tired to disagree by writing my own fic? Who knows? The author may or may not tell us.)
Canon Compatible: “Listen, I know it ISN’T canon, but think of it as Microsoft Office for Mac, it’s COMPATIBLE with canon, and that counts.”
Canon Complicit: “I have not died a hero, so I have become an accessory to the Villainy of Canon.”
Canon Compatible is a great term for when your fic is Probably Not What Tolkien Would Have Wanted but it doesn’t really contradict anything in canon either
Canon Contemptible: this fic is easily disproved by canon, but the author Just Doesn’t Care
I need to know more about Darryl in the context of Darryl, not just through the eyes of The Team or The Groupchat.
Aside from Receiving The Vibes, what's his special skill? What career is he pursuing? How does he handle the fact no one believes him about stuff at first (for a while, I imagine the more he's proven right the more people believe) how's his Role In The Family? I dunno why but I'm kinda picking up Middle Child vibes? What's his favorite food? Last name? Hopes and Dreams? Social security numb-
Listen. I know nothing about Darryl except what fandom tells me. Darryl belongs to all of us. Did I know he had snakes? I did not. Did I know he plays D&D? I did not, but it tracks.
I like to think Darryl has some kind of analyst job that would lend itself very easily to what Leverage does but he's like, totally uninterested in doing crime. Alec, buddy, your friends are cool and all but there seems to be way too much running around and being put in danger for my taste. Anyway did you hear Tasha's dissertation defence is next week and she doesn't want any of us to come, can you do your crime thing so we can all watch anyway? Nana is making snacks for a watch party.
I have missed some Premium Darryl Content in my absence from this website and I am LIVING for it.
hello tumblr, i a) am alive and b) have finished Leverage: Redemption and c) have missed you!
I’m sure there are more updates but that is mostly all for now.
Oh, and maybe if I post this here I will actually be able to hold myself together long enough to make it happen, so: I realized today that I am about 1000 words away from finishing a very short Leverage fic, and I might actually have time to finish it up soon! \o/
Completely useless Leverage question I get distracted wondering about:
Does Hardison run like a giant group chat of Nana’s former foster kids where they coordinate who gets her what for Mother’s Day and her birthday? Is there like a spreadsheet involved? Are there arguments at 0:01 on the day after her birthday that NO, DARRYL, YOU CANNOT SIGN UP TO BE THE ONE TO GET HER FLOWERS AGAIN THAT IS CHEATING.
(Obviously any current foster kids who want to participate get first pick and a budget Hardison sets aside for each of them. He also gives them like a spreadsheet of ‘a heartfelt card has a 99.3% success rate of making her tear up, if you wanna ensure 100%, draw her a card yourself.’)
I think about this constantly. Like maybe it isn’t just Nana’s birthday, it’s holidays, everyone else’s birthdays, life events like high school graduations, college graduations, weddings, whatever, any day that’s important to any of them, Hardison has it on his calendar, he knows about it, there is a group chat about it, and you will get a present even if he can’t be there in person and he runs a weekly video chat for anybody who can join where they just check in, make fun of each other, talk about life, or whatever. (”Okay, okay, Darryl, I think we’ve heard enough about your Star Wars fanfiction, I’m not– Darryl. DARRYL. I’m not judging you, man, I’m glad you have the joy of fanfiction in your life, I’m just saying, that isn’t my ship, and I KNOW it’s not anybody else’s, and I don’t think everybody wants to hear about your ninety chapter WIP– look, can we put this to a vote and move on, people? Because somebody brought it to my attention that it’s Tasha’s high school graduation next month and we need to talk about presents before she gets back from quiz bowl practice and jumps on the call.”)
The calls have always been fun but they get a lot more interesting over the years, sometimes there’s this blonde lady who like, rappels down from the ceiling behind Alec, and like, what is that about, but he doesn’t even turn around he just smiles and says “Hey Parker, everybody, this is Parker, Parker, this is everybody,” and the lady gives them a little wave and a smile before doing something with her gear and disappearing out of the frame again, and Alec just seems to think this is totally normal and if it works for him it’s normal and that’s that, just like Nana says, so nobody says anything about it. And everybody like, low-key knows Hardison’s not really a computer tech for some international IT company like he says he is, because he calls them from a lot of interesting places (what’s a computer tech doing on a mountain in Alaska???) but nobody calls him on it because the whole time he’s had this “computer tech” gig the presents he sends them have been getting like, increasingly cooler. Also a couple of years ago they all started getting what are obviously homemade baked goods in the mail and many of them know from experience that big brother Alec Hardison makes a mean pan of scrambled eggs but they’re pretty sure his culinary skillset does not include the delicately flavored confections they’ve been gifted recently, so they have a separate group chat without Hardison in it where they’re discussing which one of the many other random people who have wandered through the background of the video calls over the years might be the person who makes this food. Maybe they have a bet on it. Everybody says smart money’s on the lady with the accent and most of them mock Darryl for his decision to stick with that grumpy white guy with the good hair but what do you know, Alec moves to Portland and that guy’s around in the background a lot more, usually with a towel slung over his shoulder, and Darryl can’t take it anymore so he says “Hey, tell your friend those scones were really fucking good,” and the guy stops on his way out of the room and actually smiles, and Alec says, “Everything Eliot makes is really fucking good,” and Eliot’s still smiling but it’s definitely a different smile when he’s looking at their brother, and half the kids on the call are like Dammit Darryl, and anyway I think about this a lot.
I'd just like to say that a) I still think about Darryl pretty much every day since the day I wrote this reply to @innytoes and b) my favorite thing about this post is coming back to check the replies and seeing everyone's guesses for Darryl's very niche Star Wars ship, y'all are the absolute best and Darryl would be proud of you
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Hey tumblr friends
I live! My life got kind of unbelievably busy last year and with everything else going on I sort of took a long fandom break, but I'm here lurking and reading your posts esp your leverage redemption posts (because ofc we watched it).
Hope you're all doing well! Perhaps I will do more than lurk soon. Maybe even fanfic will happen, idk, idk
💜, E.
We agreed we all change. Better or worse, we change together.
really genuinely from the bottom of my heart i love this show but what the fuck is the point of that particular ponytail
✨princess x guard ⚔️
So this is more Eliot Spencer adjacent but if you are a fan of Christian Kane and haven't checked out Almost Paradise yet (or just want to again!) it will be available on IMDB video starting February 1! 💕🇵🇭
(As a Filipino-American Kaniac, I am super excited about this!)
