sunspot: text on purple background "aww yeah it's business time!" (business time!)
For this year's [community profile] robotbigbang I got to make art for [profile] misskalloway's story The Home For Unwanted Robots. It's adorable and totally worth the read. Check it out here!

And the art is here. )
sunspot: skyline of city by water, tilted to one side (tilted skyline)
For [community profile] polybigbang 2012 I got to work with [livejournal.com profile] the_plaid_slytherin on the post-series Battlestar Galatica story "The Way Home," which you should definitely check out for all the Saul Tigh related goodness you can handle.

I made a banner to go with it, and really tried to catch the quiet mood of the story.

The Way Home )
sunspot: thor and captain america in battle (steve 'n' thor)
Worse Things Happen At Sea

By [personal profile] sunspot, aka: [livejournal.com profile] unavoidedcrisis.
Collaborative artwork by [personal profile] croissantkatie.
Beta'd by [personal profile] tsukinofaerii.


Fandom: Avengers - Movie 'Verse
Relationships & Characters: Natasha Romanov/Maria Hill/Steve Rogers, implied Natasha/Romanov/Maria Hill, Tony Stark
Rating: NC17
Word Count: 18,000
Warnings/Content Notes: sexual content, strong language, miscellaneous Steve angst, pegging, oral sex, potentially improbably orgasms.
Author's Notes: Written for [community profile] polybigbang '12. Huge thanks to my awesome artist, [personal profile] croissantkatie for being flawless and ever so patient.



The twenty-first century isn't somewhere Steve wants to be. He feels lost, a mess of anger, regret, and a longing he can't work out, unable to make any lasting connections or shake the feeling of loneliness despite being constantly surrounded by people. Natasha is first to find him alone and adrift, and with Maria's help, takes him in hand.



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sunspot: an angel reaching forward with a lit candle (angel light)
It was a defense mechanism more than anything else, the running away. Steve had never run before. Someone told him once if he ran away he'd never be able to stop, that he'd always be running. That was then, and this is... not then at all. He could run now because he was confident he'd be able to face whatever caught up with him. Since the serum worked, he'd survived more in the few months (and the subsequent decades) than he ever thought one person could withstand. If he was still around after all that, then yeah, he was pretty confident he could take on anything.

Except the pity. Damn. )

sunspot: an angel reaching forward with a lit candle (angel light)
For [livejournal.com profile] robotbigbang, I got to make art for [personal profile] kalloway's fic Lost Dawn & The Box of Dreams.

Here's the mix I made to go with it. It's an original fic set in the Outlaw Star universe and it's basically an all-girl group of totally kick ass smugglers in space. I think that is relevant to everyone on my reading list, just saying.

So check out the fic and then check out the mix!

Lost Dawn & The Box of Dreams )
sunspot: girl in striped shirt holding a wooden boat (sailing ship)
The sun was rising over the walls around the city, lighting up the rooftops and making all the tiled ones shine like everything was on fire. It was just another beautiful sight that Sophie had never noticed before. She'd seen so many sunrises and sunsets from inside the city walls, but she'd never really considered how lovely it was.

It took sitting alone in the prison tower, waiting for her sentence to be handed down, for her to really appreciate it. )

sunspot: an angel reaching forward with a lit candle (angel light)
The Tumbler's Fall

By [personal profile] sunspot, aka: [livejournal.com profile] unavoidedcrisis.
Collaborative artwork by [livejournal.com profile] hollymarchosias.
Beta'd by [livejournal.com profile] cherie_morte and [livejournal.com profile] sigrundora.


Fandom: Leverage
Relationships & Characters: Sophie/Parker, past Sophie/Nate, Hardison, Sterling, Eliot, Nate, Tara
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 12,400
Warnings/Content Notes: mild implied violence
Author's Notes: Written for [livejournal.com profile] au_bigbang '12. I had a great time with my artist, [livejournal.com profile] hollymarchosias, so thanks a million :) Huge thanks to the mods for a good round and to Chat for their support and motivation. This is my first attempt at anything remotely steampunk/sweepingly world building.




Stripped of name and rank, the former Queen Sophie takes up with a band of brigands and miscreant thieves aboard an airship, The Tumbler's Fall. Captained by a strange young girl and crewed by the oddest assortment of people Sophie could imagine, the plan is to ship out for lands unknown and treasures undreamed of. Things aboard The Tumbler's Fall don't always go according to plan, it turns out...



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sunspot: drawing of a girl in a kilt and hoodie with a chainsaw, splattered red (i behave most of the time)
Clint won another round of Spider Solitaire. The night shift case worker had scarlet fever and Jan had beaten him at seven out of thirteen rounds of Rock Paper Scissors. So here he was, the third of four double shifts. He sipped his terrible coffee and started another round of cards.

It wasn't like he was slacking off or anything. )
sunspot: drawing of a girl in a kilt and hoodie with a chainsaw, splattered red (i behave most of the time)
If Clint had thought that becoming a well-known presence at the community outreach centre would protect him from getting rolled by gangbangers in the street, well... he could add that to the list of things he'd been very, very wrong about.

He spent a half-second reflecting on this as he hit the pavement. )


Epilogue
sunspot: thor and captain america in battle (steve 'n' thor)
All That Love, All Those Mistakes

By [personal profile] sunspot, aka: [livejournal.com profile] unavoidedcrisis.
Collaborative artwork by [livejournal.com profile] king_stitch.
Beta'd by [personal profile] tsukinofaerii.


Fandom: Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes
Relationships & Characters: Clint/Steve, implied Thor/others, Steve/others, Clint, Steve, Thor, Jan
Rating: NC17
Word Count: 19,500
Warnings: strong language, sexual content, discussion of prostitution
Author's Notes: Written for [livejournal.com profile] au_bigbang '12. Many thanks to my lovely artist, [livejournal.com profile] king_stitch, and my fantastic and ever patient even though I so didn't deserve it beta. Thank you to [livejournal.com profile] road_rhythm for saving my smut when all hope was lost. Thanks always to chat, for putting up with my whining, and thanks to the AU Bang mods for another great round.

This story is basically 0% like the story I set out to write, but I'm actually pretty pleased with the direction it chose to take.



All that love, all those mistakes; what else can a poor man make?
- Josh Ritter

After a life on the street and now a job at a run down community centre, Clint classifies himself as a hard-and-fast pessimist. Until he gets the stuffing knocked out of him by a local street gang and suddenly his life is like a bad rom-com, complete with the boy with the smile that makes his knees weak, the ever-helpful matchmaking best friend, gratuitous Abraham Lincoln, and one or more cracked ribs. Okay, maybe he's still a pessimist...



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sunspot: girl in striped shirt holding a wooden boat (sailing ship)


fight crime with mangoes and limes, a parker/hardison fanmix )

Check it out on 8tracks!


Accompanying stories, written for Leverage Reverse Bang 2012:


fighting crime with mangoes and limes, by [personal profile] peaceful_sands
pg13. 17,605 words.



the mangoes and limes job, by [livejournal.com profile] mizzy2k
pg13. 13,800 words.
sunspot: text on purple background "aww yeah it's business time!" (business time!)


By [personal profile] sunspot, aka: [livejournal.com profile] unavoidedcrisis.
With artwork by [livejournal.com profile] denig37.
Beta'd by [personal profile] epiphanyx7 and [personal profile] waterofthemoon.


Fandom: Leverage
Relationships & Characters: Pre-Eliot/Hardison
Rating: R
Word Count: 12,100
Warnings: strong language, references to alcohol and drug use, some pretty blatant and abusive homophobic language
Author's Notes: Written for an art prompt by the fabulous [livejournal.com profile] denig37 for [community profile] thebigbangjob Reverse Bang '12. Many thanks to my lovely artist, and be sure to check out additional art in the link below. Thanks to y incredible betas, as always, and thank you to [personal profile] sigrundora for helping me with the title and with all those pesky Wolverine claws.



For once, football is not a metaphor for the quintessential gay college experience.



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sunspot: an angel reaching forward with a lit candle (angel light)
For as long as Alec could remember the first day of school was one he looked forward to for weeks. New shoes, new pencils, new friends to make, and Nana saying how proud she was of him.

This year was different though. He couldn't feel less excited if he tried. The first day of college was three weeks away and his stomach was a knot of dread. )

sunspot: hardison, eliot and parker (hardison eliot parker)
Drrrty Pop

By [personal profile] sunspot, aka: [livejournal.com profile] unavoidedcrisis.
With artwork by [personal profile] waterofthemoon.
Beta'd by [personal profile] valtyr and [personal profile] cantarina.


Fandom: Leverage
Pairing: Parker/Eliot, Parker/Alec, Parker/Alec/Eliot, background Eliot/OC, Eliot/Alec
Rating: NC17
Word Count: 34,600
Warnings: strong language, adult situations, references to alcohol and drugs use, mentions of violence
Author's Notes: Written for [community profile] polybigbang. Many thanks to my last minute betas, [personal profile] valtyr and [personal profile] cantarina. This story has been such a long time coming and I'm glad it's done, but more importantly, I'm glad I got to write it. Thank you to everyone who helped me with this and everyone who listened to me complain about it :D ilu, Chat, and ilu, whole entire internet.

And very of course, [personal profile] waterofthemoon. You are amazing and talented and I am so, so thankful for you.



On the eve of her first international tour, worldwide pop superstar Parker, is plagued by fear, doubt, and regret over the choices she's made. Her pre-fame best friend (Eliot) has suddenly reappeared in her life, the new DJ (Alec) is a touch too familiar for comfort, and maybe Parker's libido is out of control.

They're all in for a very interesting tour.




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sunspot: zetti face with a curling fern (miguel plays music good)


Twenty-two months ago, when Parker was just a regular girl, things were a lot more simple. She was still a girl now, of course (though there were tabloids out there that were convinced otherwise), but now she was also the number one selling, chart topping, most talked about pop star of the decade. That complicated things considerably.

It started with a stranger in a bar. She met a man who said he could make her a star and she'd signed all the paperwork he put in front of her right then. )

Part Two

sunspot: we have offended the heavens. aren't you the least bit excited? (excited for this atrocity)


The stadium at Mexico City was bigger than ninety percent of the venues Parker had played in her life. When they showed up just in time to start the first sound check, Parker nearly turned around and ran out again. Eliot caught her by the elbow and pulled her back.

"Relax, Parker, it's just a concert. You've done this a thousand times before."

She scowled. "Playing to a bunch of drunks in the back of your bar doesn't really count."

"Well, you've done a lot more than just that. But why is it so different anyway? I mean, besides the fact that you have a boat made of glitter in your hair now, this is basically the same. Just a little bigger."

She touched her hairboat self consciously. )

Part Three

sunspot: bright pink text on black "in lust we trust" (in lust we trust)


Things were better after that. Parker was pretty sure it was better, anyway. She was spending time with Eliot and it wasn't weird. It was like old times. Almost constant laughter and hijinks and easy, comfortable companionship.

It helped that Spain was the most beautiful place Parker had ever seen. She was absolutely going to come back when she had more time to spend, but as it was, she had to settle for filling disposable cameras with photo after photo. Nate kept trying to buy her a digital camera, but she liked it impermanence behind a disposable. She wanted to take the colours and feelings of the city and keep them inside her forever, memories remaining long after the place and the camera were gone.

After the afternoon concert in Barcelona, she tricked Nate into distracting the front desk staff at the hotel while she and Eliot snuck through the fire escape onto the roof to watch the sunset. )

Part Four

sunspot: hardison, eliot and parker (hardison eliot parker)


Parker had spent the night mostly awake. Eliot slept like a rock and Parker curled across his chest like a cat, but she couldn't get to sleep. Her mind was spinning with possible futures and visions of baby bunnies and she knew she was going to majorly regret it when Nate showed up to get them onto the plane in a few hours.

She slept most of the way from Rome to Tokyo and threatened anyone who attempted to wake her with bared teeth and a growl. )

sunspot: hardison, eliot and parker (hardison eliot parker)
It started with a late night, a two litre bottle of orange soda, and a garage full of scrap metal.

Alec Hardison built a prototype of what he called 'Mister Leverage'; a fighting robot with a lever for flipping and a large spike on a downward swinging arm for stabbing. He hid the robot under the work bench and draped a tarp over the whole thing in case his girlfriend came into the garage and wanted to know what was going on. He would find a more secure place to keep it in the next few days.

'You didn't come to bed last night,' Parker said carefully at breakfast the next morning. )

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