#innytoes

[buttercookieart]

I know I probably missed sketch night since I don't know how far behind on my dash I am but: I think this part of Julie and the Phantoms would be fun to draw because of the background? youtu. be/Q6bFYaVXMiY?t=83 (Now or Never, at 1:23)

i can totally still do it, only problem is the video is not available in my country 🫠 would you mind taking a screenshot and send that instead? i absolutely understand if you can’t

[copperbadge]

Fountain Fundraiser: The Pembroke Welsh Job

@innytoes gave to the Fountain Fundraiser and requested:  Leverage + dogs =D

Title: The Pembroke Welsh Job

Rating: G

“I said we needed a guard dog,” Eliot said, twenty minutes into the adoption fair, growing impatient with his team’s inability to focus.  

“Okay, but we could have a guard dog AND a horrible smelling feather duster,” Parker said, rubbing the ears of a fluffy and deranged-looking dog in Hardison’s arms. Breanna was feeding it treats from her pocket.  

“Look, you can have all the dogs you want, darlin’ -- “ Eliot began. Hardison gave him a look. “She can, it’s her life,” he argued. 

“I’m going to have twelve,” Parker said.

“Right now?” Hardison asked, voice high and thin. 

“No. Someday. When I retire. I’m going to have all the really cool foster kids like Nana and also twelve dogs,” Parker declared.

“Adopt me,” Breanna commanded. 

“Well, there’s a vision of my future I hadn’t counted on,” Eliot said thoughtfully, then returned to his point. “We need a guard dog, a working dog. That’s why we’re here. A dog I can train up to look after y’all when I can’t be there.”

“You want a corgi,” Harry said. Eliot turned to him, blinking. Harry gave him a grin. “It’s a very distinctive dog.”

“You -- “ Eliot pointed at him, made a fist, and then gave up. “Okay, fine, Mr. Advice, why do we want a corgi?”

“Corgis are herding dogs. Bred for toughness and smarts. You don’t need to scare someone off with a big scary looking dog. You just need a dog that can outsmart an enemy.”

And then, like magic, he produced a tiny corgi puppy in one hand. Parker made a noise that made every dog in the vicinity look up sharply. Harry held up his other hand, in which a second corgi puppy squirmed joyfully. 

Six sets of eyes -- four human, two corgi -- turned towards Eliot. 

Two forged adoption papers and several hours later, Harry was having dinner when a photo message arrived on his phone from Hardison; it showed Eliot asleep on a couch, two tiny corgi puppies cuddled up under his chin. They already had collars with their names printed on them: one read Spike and the other read Brutus. 

[jatp-spinsb]

Happy birthday @innytoes!!!

This fic is based on the post you made that got me to ship RayReggie in the first place. I wrote this fic to honor the shenanigans the post led to. Thank you for being my friend and indulging my ideas. You’re such a creative and supportive person, and I couldn’t think of a better way to celebrate your birthday.

“Help me propose to Julie.”

Reggie was stoked that Luke was getting engaged. Julie was the best, which was reason enough to be excited, but it also meant that Reggie would get the chance to be the best best man in the history of best men (Bobby and Alex were more than happy to let Reggie be best man because he was so excited about it). Reggie was going to knock the whole best man thing out of the park.

You know, after Luke proposed and all of that.

Luke wrote a song for her because of course he did. He was Luke. He showed it to Reggie and got his input, and Reggie was touched that Luke trusted him enough as a musician to workshop his proposal song with him. He also asked for Reggie’s help to plan the location, day, and time.

“Shouldn’t you coordinate that with Julie?” Reggie asked.

“I need you to be there too. Her family is going to want pictures, especially her aunt. She’s already been hinting about it.”

“So, you want me to creepily hide in the bushes and take photos of you proposing?”

“Yes?” Luke said, sounding unsure now that Reggie phrased it like that.

Reggie shrugged, smiling. “Sure, sounds fun!” Then he got an idea. “Actually, do you want a professional photographer to do it?”

“I don’t really want to pay a stranger to creepily hide in the bushes and take pictures of me.”

“You don’t have to pay a stranger,” Reggie clarified. “I know a guy who will do it for free.” He started fidgeting with his fingers. “I’m actually, kind of, dating a guy who will do it for free.”

Reggie hadn’t told the band about Ray. It was just easier that way. Alex already teased him about his Daddy Thing without knowing that his boyfriend was a silver fox, and he didn’t want to subject Ray to the shovel talk Luke and Bobby would most certainly give him. He liked him—loved him—too much for that. (And besides, Ray had also yet to introduce Reggie to his adult children, so they were, like, mutually hiding each other from the people in their lives.)

But recently, he’d been trying to figure out how to bring it up. Their relationship was getting more serious, and they were thinking about moving in together, and he couldn’t just say to the guys one day, “Hey, I’m moving out so I can live with a guy you’ve never met and who I’ve never even mentioned until now, okay bye!”

Luckily, the perfect opportunity had fallen into his lap. Luke needed a photographer. And Ray was a photographer. Luke couldn’t say anything negative about Ray or their relationship if Ray was doing something nice for him. Plus, Luke would get some awesome shots of the proposal, so it was a win-win.

Luke’s face lit up. “Wait, since when are you dating someone?”

“A little while,” Reggie said, unwilling to go into details just yet. “But he’s a professional photographer, and he’d definitely help us out if I asked.”

“Sweet! Let me know when he’s available!”

That was how Reggie found himself anxiously waiting for Luke with Ray at the agreed-upon location so they could go over the plan before Julie showed up.

Ray must have noticed that Reggie was nervous because he took Reggie’s hand. “It’s going to be okay. Your friends sound like lovely people. I’m sure it will go just fine.”

“You’re not nervous at all?”

“Maybe a little. It helps that I have my camera and reason to be here besides just meeting your friend and his fiancé as your boyfriend.”

“They’re not engaged yet. He still has to propose, remember?”

“Of course.”

Reggie spotted Luke as he rounded the hedge that Reggie and Ray would be hiding behind, and he waved him over. “Hey!” He pointed at Ray. “This is—”

“Mr. Molina?!” Luke’s eyes were wide.

“Luke?” Ray said.

Reggie glanced between them as he realized that they recognized each other. “Oh. You two know each other?”

“Better question:” Luke said, “you’re dating my girlfriend’s dad?”

Reggie processed Luke’s words and said, “Wait, your Julie,” he pointed at Luke, “and your Julie” he pointed at Ray, “are the same Julie???”

“Hold on,” Ray said, “You knew Luke was dating someone named Julie, and you knew my daughter’s name is Julie, and you didn’t put that together?”

“There’s a lot of Julies in LA! I could say the same thing about how you never figured out that my Luke and Julie’s Luke are the same Luke!”

Ray stared off into space as he processed that. “You’re right.”

Holy shit, Reggie was dating the father of his best friend’s fiancé (soon-to-be-fiancé, but still). He’d met Julie, just not as Ray’s daughter. That meant that if he and Ray got married, he’d be Julie’s stepdad. And by extension, after Julie and Luke got married, he’d be Luke’s stepfather-in-law, even though Luke was older than him.

It was that—the idea of being the stepfather-in-law to his best friend who was older than him—that broke him.

It started with a snort that descended into a fit of hysterical giggles. As Reggie practically doubled over, holding Ray’s hand for all he was worth in an attempt to keep himself upright, Luke said, “I think we broke him.” Which of course only made Reggie laugh harder.

“Just give him a minute,” Ray said back. “He’ll settle down.”

When Reggie could breathe again, he wiped the tears from his eyes. “Sorry, this is just… too weird.”

“Oh, it’s too weird for you?” Luke said. “I just found out that my best friend is dating my girlfriend’s dad!”

Ray added, “And I just found out that my boyfriend is friends with my future son-in-law.”

“Yeah, I think we can all agree that this is super weird,” Luke said, “but anyway, thank you for helping us, Mr. Molina.”

“Luke, how many times do I have to tell you to call me Ray?”

“At least one more,” Reggie quipped before they started discussing logistics.

The proposal went off without a hitch. Everyone cried when Luke performed his song for Julie, and Ray managed to get some amazing shots to show Julie’s aunt later. Julie only stared off into space for a few minutes when she learned about her dad’s relationship with her fiancé’s best friend, so that was a win.

And when Luke and Reggie told Alex and Bobby about the whole thing later? They made him sign a contract saying he was only allowed one dad joke per year with the penalty that he wouldn’t get to be best man. Reggie happily signed it knowing that after the wedding, once he had already been best man, it would be open season on the dad jokes.

And he already knew the perfect opportunity for the first one: his best man speech.

[vickyvicarious]

for the au headcanon thing: leverage + open 24/7 diner au

Toby owns the diner; Eliot’s fresh out of working for Moreau. It’s just a small venture, but it’s Toby’s first restaurant and he’s trying to establish himself as always giving reliable food any hour any day. Eliot’s in a bad place, so he is currently really enjoying taking the middle of the night shift and just spending most of his time experimenting in the kitchen until the odd person comes in at two am. He’s often the only staff even there.

Hardison is the first one to find the diner. He’s hungry, sure, but mostly this place has good wifi and he’s in the middle of a fierce hacking battle with CHA0S. He does some very absentminded “just gimme a sandwich” order, and then when Eliot brings out his latest creation of ultimate sandwich heaven since nothing was specified and he wants a guinea pig, Hardison double-takes at the food, even more at the hot chef, and the diner instantly becomes a favorite. Eliot goes very rapidly from trying not to engage and to just hide in the kitchen, to bantering back with him and secretly getting disappointed when he doesn’t show up with his laptop to spend 5 hours chatting/hacking/gaming/eating.

Nate always comes in and gets a coffee, then pours his own booze into it. When he looks too drunk, Eliot tries to steal the whiskied-up coffee and replace it with a fresh one.

Parker shows up at very random hours and orders 100% desserts. One time, someone tried to rob the place in the middle of the night. Hardison was absorbed in coding and failed to even notice the stickup, Eliot beat the crap out of them and then sat them down for a nice hearty breakfast, and Parker robbed them of everything they had and then paid for her chocolate waffles with their money and the last gun Eliot hadn’t already confiscated.

Sophie comes in on a con and then likes the food so much that she keeps coming back whenever she’s in town. Half the time she shows up she’s playing a different role but no one ever bats an eye and more and more, she finds herself just being herself.

Hardison brings his family to his secret diner one time when they’re visiting, and it becomes total chaos very rapidly. Breanna in particular is delighted by the broken jukebox, and Eliot just lets her at it. She, Hardison, and the littlest brother are busy repairing it while Eliot cooks a monstrous amount of pancakes while swapping tips with Nana. Parker is sitting on top of the counter to eat her pastry and drink her milkshake, and also teach a mini seminar on how to pickpocket - demonstrating on Eliot every time he walks past. Nate and Sophie are sitting in a booth radiating likely illegal amounts of UST - it’s a lot.

At least once each, the crew shows up when Eliot isn't working (not Toby either, a third cook). Hardison and Sophie both order food, but Hardison leaves right after eating (instead of his usual hanging out for hours), and Sophie is disappointed to find the plating significantly less artful than usual. Parker just turns around and leaves as soon as she walks in the door. Nate gets his coffee, adds his booze, and so on until the point when Eliot or Parker-for-Eliot would usually steal it. Then he gets... a little mopey about the fact that no one's taking away his drink from him, not that he's gonna admit it.

Parker sometimes pays in unusual ways (like the robber's gun). One time, she reaches into her bag and just hands Eliot a bedraggled kitten. He tries to stop her, but she leaves and shortly thereafter the diner has its own cat. Hardison memorializes the occasion with a giant oil painting.

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send me an AU and I’ll give you 5+ headcanons about it

[party-gilmore]

So I was talking with @innytoes about our cousin Throckmorton Darryl

[Cecil Nightvale voice]: you know, from the Nana's Family Groupchat?

Anyway I'm seeing in my brain like... for some reason the OT3 brought a bit of work "home for the holiday" to an event, say, Thanksgiving - just some paperwork to scout ahead on the mark over the weekend before festivities get really under way. The con's not really starting until they get back, they just wanna prep a bit ahead of time.

So they don't have Sophie right off hand but they're doing their best to figure out exactly WHAT the missing connection is between all these people who supposedly don't know each other is, and they've got the profiles spread across the floor of their room. Their getting frustrated because they just can't figure it out.

Darryl wanders in just for a moment to tell them dinners ready and takes one look at the pics scattered around and is like

"...oh, That Guy is TOTALLY cheating on That Guy with That Guy, who's actually catfishing them for That Other Dude and has no real emotions about it whatsoever."

And it's just like "...DARRYL. What the FUCK, man?"

Because that makes total sense and solves all their 'but how is so and so connected?' problems.

[coffeesuperhero]

SOFT ASK: out of the OT3, who is most likely to smuggle in a kitten they found on the street?

Ah what a good soft ask, thank you SO MUCH

Honestly I’m gonna go with Eliot, and here is my reasoning: 

1) I am picturing Hardison out behind the brewpub, surprised by a smol cat. Hardison doesn’t see the cat at first, instead he a) sees boxes moving b) immediately says “oh hell no” because c) his first instinct is that this is a rat or similar animal that eats garbage and carries germs and is a possible plague vector so d) he doesn’t even see that it’s a cat, because he’s gone back inside and told Parker and Eliot that there is a rat in the alley, please someone else deal with this, I don’t do rats. 

2) And Eliot’s busy cooking so Parker goes outside, because she doesn’t care about rats, it’s whatever, she’s seen plenty of them crawling through air vents and wandering warehouses, and then it’s a small little black cat, instead, and she doesn’t bring it inside because you know, maybe it’s happy out there? It’s free to roam and climb up on things whenever it wants to and take stuff that doesn’t belong to it and that sounds good to her, but you know, that doesn’t mean that it doesn’t appreciate nice food every once in a while, maybe? So she thieves some milk and fish from the kitchen when Eliot isn’t looking and leaves it out back and tells Hardison it was a cat, silly and Hardison mightily insists that it was not, no way, he is not scared of cats, that was definitely like, a very large rat, probably, and Eliot mumbles something about there being two scaredy cats around here then, sounds like and Hardison is affronted and Eliot laughs and Parker rolls her eyes because here they go again. 

3) Eliot’s mostly just enjoying his afternoon making fun of Hardison and he is not at all worried about a cat outside in the alley but the thing is that maybe he should just like, look out there, just to see, on the off chance that Hardison was right and somehow it is a rat because if it was that problem needs to be addressed immediately before one of them finds its way into the brewpub, because that’s a health hazard, right there. So he just looks, and he sees the food Parker left out and swears a little because dammit Parker that is how you get rats then there is a very small meow from behind the dumpster, and a small cat rubbing up against his leg, and maybe this is just me and all my Eliot feelings but I kind of think this small creature with its many knifehands just sort of innately knowing it could trust him of all people would be A Lot, Emotionally, so he can’t just leave it out there because it is going to rain, so maybe he brings it upstairs and gruffly informs his very surprised partners that they have a cat now, or they do until Monday when he can take it to the animal shelter, which he’s definitely going to do, okay, it’s just that they’re very busy on Monday, so maybe Tuesday, but they’re also very busy on Tuesday, and anyway Parker already named the cat Money, and Hardison complains when it walks on his computer equipment but doesn’t make it move, so it seems like they have a cat now, and that’s how that went. 

[ot3tropetober]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Leverage Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Parker/Eliot Spencer (Leverage), Alec Hardison/Parker/Eliot Spencer Characters: Sophie Devereaux (Leverage), Parker (Leverage), Eliot Spencer (Leverage), Alec Hardison, Nathan Ford, Maggie Collins Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Ghosts, Ghost Hunters, House Flipping, Opinionated Ghost Sophie Devereaux, Light Angst, and by that I mean we all know what happens to Sam right, gratuitous violence to the spirit box, written for OT3Tropetober Summary:

Just because she’s a ghost, doesn’t mean Sophie Devereaux doesn’t have opinions. Luckily, she likes Parker, the young woman renovating her house, and Eliot, the gardener of her estate. She even likes Hardison, the ghost hunter who is determined to prove the house is haunted.

[leverage-secret-santa-exchange]

Moving Right Along

Today is the sixth day of reveals for this year!

finding bridges in Disneyland for Miss_Bubblegum

Chicken Soup for the Hitter's Soul for sternenblumen

Sunset Renaissance for ssleif

Times Will Always Change ( I'll Be Here Waiting All of Time) for Innytoes