well howdy there, folks—if you can believe it, i've got another leverage ot3 fic twofer for you today!! if you're in the mood for something 🩷sweet🩷, why not check out:
miracles happen, once in a while
leverage ot3, 2.9k, G
“Elioooooooooot, c’mooooooonnnnn. Just do it.” “No, Park. I’m not gonna.” “Eliooooooooottttttt. Pleeeeeeeeease?” “No.” “Eliooooooooooooooottttttttttttt.” “No!” “Eliot!!!” “What!!” Parker, in lieu of responding via words to this last exclamation of Eliot’s, simply growls. With a growl of his own, Eliot looks helplessly—and also arguably hopelessly—up at the ceiling. “Hardison,” he says, “c’mon. Help me out.” From where he’s currently lounging on the couch, Hardison stirs the stick of his paper umbrella around his shockingly pink and sparkly drink (he’s pretty sure Parker dumped, like, two whole bottles of edible glitter in there). “I dunno, El,” he says. He raises one shoulder and lets it drop. “I don’t think you’re really in keeping with Party Night if you don’t do it.”
It’s Party Night for the OT3, and for reasons unknown, Eliot isn’t cooperating. What is Party Night, you may ask? And what is Eliot not cooperating on? Well, you’ll just have to read on to find out :-)
and/or, if you'd like something ❤️🔥spicy❤️🔥, might i recommend:
easiest work i've ever done
leverage ot3, 5.6k, E
At this point in Eliot’s life, as far as he’s concerned, every moment he’s ever experienced and every choice he’s ever made up until the moment he met Parker and Hardison was had and done for the express purpose of getting him to the point where he could devote the rest of whatever aforementioned life he’s got left to taking care of Parker and Hardison. There’s the biggest and most obvious ways in which he does this, of course: Physically putting himself between them and danger, keeping them fed and full. There’s also the less obvious ways, smaller but no less important. Right now he feels like he’s somewhere in the middle as he offers himself up to them to slake their thirst as they’re parched this early morning. Hardison had woken up hard, and Parker had woken up wet.
Eliot takes some time on this early morning to indulge both his sweeties (and also himself).
AO3 links for each in the fic titles and tags for both under the cut! 💋👑💕


















