BLOOD ON MY HANDS !

AIN'T NO REST FOR THE WICKED,TIL WE CLOSE OUR EYES FOR GOOD

[noteliot-blog]

moved to prymerry

consolidating blogs. quinn is moving back to @prymerry on my multi.

[noteliot-blog]

moved to prymerry

consolidating blogs. quinn is moving back to @prymerry on my multi.

[noteliot-blog]

moved to prymerry

consolidating blogs. quinn is moving back to @prymerry on my multi.

[noteliot-blog]

moved to prymerry

consolidating blogs. quinn is moving back to @prymerry on my multi.

[noteliot-blog]

moved to prymerry

consolidating blogs. quinn is moving back to @prymerry on my multi.

[noteliot-blog]

moved to prymerry

consolidating blogs. quinn is moving back to @prymerry on my multi.

[smmerhrt]

LEVERAGE RP MASTERLIST; this is a masterlist for ROLEPLAY blogs that are part of the tv show LEVERAGE fandom. This masterlist is for rp blogs that are leverage based and not just crime rp blogs in general.

Some guidelines;

blogs/characters must be active, anything over three weeks of inactivity won’t be added to the list.

must be friendly, not hate, no drama.

must be oc friendly!

for roleplay blogs only

to be added to the list reblog THIS post and add in the TAGS the following;

Name of character/s (If multiple characters add all)

Single muse blog or multi-muse

Are you a Canon character, Leverage OC or Cross Over verse

[noteliot-blog]

me, reads one (1) leverage fic that doesn’t involve quinn: quinn: *awakens bc he’s jealous*

[noteliot-blog]

fbiartist‌:

She let out a shout and smacked his arm flailing a little and wriggling, “Put me down! I don’t like–put me down!” Of all things she hated, she hated being picked up. He was sweet in his weird way, but he didn’t really know how to read her. “I get away with it cause I’m me.” And she’s on the ground again, glaring even harder at him than before. 

the laugh is warm and hearty, even after he places her down, “i’m sorry.” he said, once he stifles his laughter, giving her a boyish smile, “i am.” he assures, after a moment, “how about i make it up to you with some dinner, yeah?” 

[winterfel-blog]

[noteliot-blog]

@yovrstruely

[noteliot-blog]

riggsanity‌:

[text] so good you put a ring on it [text] or will put a ring on it or whatever you hitters use for that [text] you know they got these wedding bands now that are made out of this material like black rubber to make ‘em really durable? one of those or two of those [text] it is a big step in a scary kind of way [text] …i’m not sure how i feel about that. you’re not gonna make me wear suits are you? [text] definitely drinks. too bad you can’t drink and shop.

[ Text ] There were two rings. [ Text ] They’re metal. [ Text ] No suits. Only one of us looks good in a suit. And it’s me. [ Text ] You do need new clothes though. Real clothes. [ Text ] Meet me in 15. [ Text ] Address Sent

[noteliot-blog]

martin riggs & elijah quinn share one ( 1 ) whole brain cell and 80% of the time neither have it  bc it actually belongs to molly hendricks

[riggsanity]

lbr, it runs away to Molly because those two occasionally abuse the privilege of having that brain cell.

[noteliot-blog]

“occasionally”

[noteliot-blog]

martin riggs & elijah quinn share one ( 1 ) whole brain cell and 80% of the time neither have it  bc it actually belongs to molly hendricks

[noteliot-blog]

riggsanity‌:

[text] you two are just as sweet as mama’s apple pie [text] being serious and all for a moment, glad you found someone brother [text] you deserve it [text] and I like spencer. he’s good people. [text] she gave me a drawer at her house for my underthings and a change of clothes. didn’t have the heart to tell her didn’t have much for one of those things.

[ Text ] He is good. [ Text - Unsent ] Better than me. [ Text ] A drawers a big step. [ Text ] So what I’m hearing is I’m taking you out clothes shopping [ Text ] And then we’ll get drinks.

[noteliot-blog]

fbiartist‌:

@noteliot​ said: “You know what i like about you? I can use you as my armrest.”

short tall sentence starters

“…sorry, did you say something? I’m not quite fluent in little bitch, how about you try a different one? I’m conversational in whiny asshole.” Ziva didn’t even bother to look up to make eye contact with him. Her jaw flexing for just a moment. “You know, since it’s your native tongue.” 

quinn squints at her, rolling his eyes. fine, if that was how she wanted to play it. quinn drops his arm from where it rests on her shoulder and smirked. both arms come around her waist and easily pick the agent up. “you’re lucky you’re cute, dr. king.” he points out, letting out a laugh. “because i don’ let jus’ anyone get away with saying things like that.”

[noteliot-blog]

hittcr‌:

            it was obvious. but there was something about the words actually being said that makes all of this so much sweeter. eliot leans into quinn’s arms and puts his all into that kiss. eventually. yeah, eliot can handle eventually. setting that up right now is too much. but the promise of it happening eventually is… nice. and good. and it gives eliot a sense of security. he admires the ring on his finger for a moment.                 for some reason, it feels right. eliot’s arms wind around quinn and he laces his fingers together at the small of quinn’s back. for a moment, they’re just close and breathing in each other’s scent. quinn’s face is buried in his shoulder and eliot’s swaying just a little bit. he presses a kiss to the side of his head, what he can reach.                 a tiny smile crosses his lips. “mmhn. i love you too.” he strikes him that this is the first time quinn has ever said it. and he thinks for a moment that maybe it’s the last time. and eliot’ll take it. “merry christmas.”

“merry christmas.” quinn responds, holding onto eliot like if he lets go this will all fade away -- that it will all become some dream. he likes eliot in a way he isn’t sure he’s ever liked anyone else. and that alone was terrifying for him. caring so much for someone. but, if he had to, he’s glad it’s eliot.

eliot, who could kick quinn’s ass ( not an easy feat, and not one he will admit to ), could surely handle almost anything that came his way. which meant some of the fear that quinn usually held about relationships wasn’t there. however, doubt and worry still lingered. eliot wasn’t invincible, and neither was quinn.

but, he also couldn’t imagine either of them retiring for domesticity. and he wouldn’t want either of them to. “you know, i should send sterling a thank you card. never probably would have met you without him.” he’s joking. mostly.

[noteliot-blog]

riggsanity‌:

[text] how am i supposed to buy you a beer if you’re engaged huh? [text] finish the fight first and then i’ll buy you that beer [text] i’m kidding i’m kidding [text] spencer actually wants to keep you around?

[ Text ] It’s more I want to keep him around. [ Text ] Given we both had plans to propose, I just beat him to it. [ Text ] Speaking of, how are things with you and Molly?