#quinn(leverage)

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Pairings: Eliot/Quinn

Characters: Eliot, Quinn, Moreau, Ribera

Other Tags: Pre-canon, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Damien Moreau has a bad day (or three), Crack fic, Fluff, Quinn's To Do List, Homicidal Seagulls

Word count: 3841

An Untitled Goose Game inspired story featuring our favourite bastard.

(Set in a pre-canon AU where Quinn and Eliot used to work together sometimes, before Eliot joined Damien Moreau's organization. This is set during the time Eliot is employed by Moreau, but the Moreau situation is never looked at directly, so there is very little (if any) angst.)

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POV: You’re gonna need your hitter to work through his injuries on this one, and you know he would agree. Unfortunately, he seems to be having a Small Problem.

(Inspired by this post by @wolves-in-the-world)

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A sketch I made of the original security knife post by @wolves-in-the-world​

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

In which Mr. Quinn serves on a jury.

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(Eliot + or / Quinn, 764 words, Crack.)

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(Nobody had posted in the Eliot/Quinn tag on AO3 in a month, so I wrote some crack to fill the space a little bit.)

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crack ship idea: Quinn/The Cake-Maker of Kyiv

less shippy crack fic idea: Quinn is the Cake-Maker of Kyiv

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from having taken a weighted average of everyone else’s quinn head-canons i have long since decided that quinn didn’t go to high school (or probably even middle school) and as a result he has a lot of random knowledge gaps

and now i kind of want some fic of hardison (or someone else, but i feel like it would be hardison) stumbling over this sometimes

for example, i think quinn knows how to do rough numerical integration in his head, because that’s how he computes net wind-induced displacement on a long-range bullet trajectory,

and he probably knows enough trigonometry and vector geometry (cross products, etc) to compute the size of the coriolis and eötvös effects given the latitude and desired trajectory, again for sniper-rifle related reasons. and hardison knows (and is vaguely disturbed by) all this...

but then hardison tries to explain elliptic curve cryptography to quinn because they like to exchange coded messages for fun and quinn’s just like “what’s a polynomial? what’s a prime number? why are you looking at me like that?”

or, like, quinn probably has enough chemical reactions memorized to know how to mix cleaning supplies and/or industrial solvents into toxic gases or explosives in a pinch,

but also when hardison’s complaining about how his latest experiment’s not working, because the molecules are coming out with the wrong chirality, quinn’s just like “what’s a chirality? also, what’s a molecule?”

but maybe due to the dr. watson effect, explaining to someone who doesn’t know high-school level math/science (but is not too embarrassed to ask questions anyway) actually sometimes helps hardison work things out when he’s stuck

(though usually it’s just very trying on his patience, and, while hardison can be quite patient when he wants to be, he sometimes wonders if quinn’s doing that on purpose... also maybe quinn does occasionally do it on purpose, either to annoy hardison or to distract him from something that’s actually even more distressing)

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I’ve read some fic where Quinn (kind of) joins the team, but it’s implied that sometimes he still kills people, and now I want a fic that really explores this angle.

Like maybe there’s a job with the team and it’s a situation that’s a “kill box” as Leverage calls it, and if he doesn’t kill the bad guy, that bad guy will with near 100% certainty kill someone on the team or the client’s kids or something, and so Quinn takes the shot. And then afterwards Nate flips out about it and Quinn is just like “whatever, man, I did what I had to do, if you want to fire me, then fire me, but I don’t have to listen to this,” and storms out.

And, since Eliot is usually the only one capable of reining Quinn in when he gets like this, Nate’s like “Eliot, talk to him!”

But Eliot actually agreed with Quinn’s assessment and would probably have killed the guy, too, if he were in that position. So he goes and finds Quinn (which is an adventure and a half, because Quinn’s not in a mood to be found, not even by Eliot) only to be like, “Nice shot. Not sure I could have made it.″

And Quinn, despite having never once doubted that Eliot would have his back on the job, actually cannot believe that Eliot would have his back on this one.

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This morning I received this amazing picture that I commissioned from @buttercookie-art who is just the best! Please regard them! I love this so much!!

(Thank you to @wolves-in-the-world for the idea behind this and @darkfinch for setting a fine example re: art commissioning!)