Worse Things Happen At Sea
Nov. 28th, 2012 08:23 pmIt 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. )
( Except the pity. Damn. )
The Tumbler's Fall
Sep. 5th, 2012 01:20 amThe 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. )
( It took sitting alone in the prison tower, waiting for her sentence to be handed down, for her to really appreciate it. )
Masterpost: The Tumbler's Fall
Sep. 4th, 2012 01:31 pmBy
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sunspot, aka: ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif){kind=small}
unavoidedcrisis.Collaborative artwork by
hollymarchosias.Beta'd by
cherie_morte and 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]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif){kind=small}
au_bigbang '12. I had a great time with my artist, 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...
Masterpost: Be My Yoko Ono
Mar. 19th, 2012 01:17 amBy
sunspot, aka: unavoidedcrisis.With artwork by
denig37.Beta'd by
epiphanyx7 and 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
denig37 for ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
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 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.
Be My Yoko Ono
Mar. 18th, 2012 01:16 amFor 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. )
( 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. )
Masterpost: Drrrty Pop
Feb. 12th, 2012 03:38 amBy
sunspot, aka: unavoidedcrisis.With artwork by
waterofthemoon.Beta'd by
valtyr and 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
polybigbang. Many thanks to my last minute betas, valtyr and 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,
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.
Part One: Thundersnow
Feb. 12th, 2012 03:36 am
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: One Million Dollar Kisses
Feb. 12th, 2012 03:33 am
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: Bones In My Teeth
Feb. 12th, 2012 02:46 am
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. )
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. )
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. )
By
sunspot, aka: unavoidedcrisis.With artwork by
deadflowers5.Beta'd by
clex_monkie89.Fandom: Leverage
Pairing: Hardison/Parker, Hardison/Parker/Eliot
Rating: R
Word Count: 24,200
Warnings: strong language, mild robot-on-robot violence, mild sexuality
Author's Notes: Written for
polybigbang. Thanks to my last minute beta, clex_monkie89, and shining light of helpfulness and geekery, brynspikess, who provided some helpful info about the Young Hercules wiki she's writing, in addition to being all around fantastic. Major thanks to deadflowers5 for the awesome collaboration. <3And uh, just for the record, I've been writing this since way before The Girl's Night Out Job aired. Just in case that question comes up.
Hardison built a robot to fight, but he gave it artificial intelligence to win. He didn’t expect it to come to life and for it to become such a big part of his life.
By
sunspot, aka: unavoidedcrisis.With artwork by
cybel and weaslett.Beta'd by
cantarina, waterofthemoon, and SE.Fandom: Leverage
Pairing: Eliot/Parker/Hardison, Parker/Hardison
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 16,000
Warnings: strong language
Author's Notes: Thanks to my amazing betas and to my artists for being so patient and talented. Also thanks to
chosenfire28 and ordinaryink for being ridiculous awesome and making me things to go along with this.The Greater Cityopolis City Zoo is getting an elephant for the first time in their history, and with is comes the new elephant keeper. And as Parker points out, "they're elephants, so it's clearly a huge deal."
Dear Mr. Spencer,
I want to again thank you for agreeing to come on board with us here at The Greater Cityopolis Area Zoo for this momentous undertaking. I'm speaking not only on behalf of myself as zoo director, but also for our board of trustees, our staff and volunteers, our patrons and guests, and especially on behalf of the elephant we'll all be saving together.
We're all looking forward to meeting you when you arrive. If there is anything I can do to make your transition any easier, please don't hesitate to contact me.
Sincerely,
Nate Ford
General Director
Greater Cityopolis Area Zoo
( Eliot read the email for the seventeenth time and still didn't feel any better about it. )
Masterpost: The Secret Waiter Job
Aug. 17th, 2011 12:23 pmBy
sunspot, aka: unavoidedcrisis.With artwork by
pyalgroundblz.Beta'd by
cantarina.Fandom: Leverage
Pairing: Eliot/Hardison
Rating: R
Word Count: 23,000
Warnings: Strong language, lots of knives, spanking
Author's Notes: I want to thank
jendavis for throwing me a rope and dragging me out when I was trapped in the deepest of plot holes. I actually would not have finished this story if it hadn't been for that help. And, of course, cantarina for being a brilliant beta and only making me cry a few times (and for not eating me because I just thanked her in a sentence starting with 'and').All of the gratitude to
pyalgroundblz for the creating absolutely fantastic art and one of the best mixes I've ever heard. I am very happy to have gotten to work with such a great artist.I also want to thank
inkruns for being herself, always.And oh,
sparrowshellcat drew fanart. (Moderately NSFW, a little spoiler-y for the fic)Leverage is the hot, exciting place on the restaurant scene these days, thanks to its hot, exciting executive chef, Eliot Spencer. New hire Alec Hardison is a mild mannered, smooth talking waiter by night and a double-life-living, top secret culinary school student by day. Together, they'll cook up some sizzling dishes... both in and out of the kitchen.
Fic: The Secret Waiter Job
Aug. 12th, 2011 11:39 amEliot Spencer was being hailed as the hottest new thing on the food scene since the oven, and while that was great for business, Hardison didn't really see what the big deal was. Yeah, the food at Leverage looked good, but Hardison wasn't convinced by that alone. Seeing was not everything. It had to taste good too. Not that he could judge the taste; he hadn't eaten anything Spencer had cooked yet, and he was expecting it to be a few more years before he could afford to eat at Leverage on his own dime. But wait staff like him sometimes got asked to be guinea pigs for new dishes or got leftovers after a service, so he figured it was only a matter of time until he found out exactly what Spencer could do and if he lived up to any of the hype.
( And Alec Hardison would be the first one to admit that he was a little weird about food. )
( And Alec Hardison would be the first one to admit that he was a little weird about food. )
The plan has seven steps, and Sam writes them all down on a diner napkin while he, Dean, and Cas have lunch.
#1 - Castiel kills all the demons
#2 - Castiel steals map from demons
#3 - Castiel follows map, finds whatever it is that the magic thingy is
#4 - Castiel gets thingy, brings it back to HQ
#5 - Sam and Dean eat pancakes, watch movies, and wait for Cas to finish with steps 1-4
#6 - Figure out what the thingy is and does
#7 - Profit (by stopping the apocalypse)
Castiel isn't thrilled, but Sam and Dean both agree it's a pretty decent plan and that's two against one.
"The beauty is in the simplicity," Dean says, slurping his coffee noisily.
( Castiel and Sam share an annoyed look. )
#1 - Castiel kills all the demons
#2 - Castiel steals map from demons
#3 - Castiel follows map, finds whatever it is that the magic thingy is
#4 - Castiel gets thingy, brings it back to HQ
#5 - Sam and Dean eat pancakes, watch movies, and wait for Cas to finish with steps 1-4
#6 - Figure out what the thingy is and does
#7 - Profit (by stopping the apocalypse)
Castiel isn't thrilled, but Sam and Dean both agree it's a pretty decent plan and that's two against one.
"The beauty is in the simplicity," Dean says, slurping his coffee noisily.
( Castiel and Sam share an annoyed look. )
By
sunspot, aka: unavoidedcrisis.With artwork by
attempt_unique.Beta'd by
ink_on_the_page.Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: background Sam/Ruby
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 20,100
Warnings: strong language and talk of dolphin-rape, but in the light-hearted, informational way. Castiel is just trying to make conversation.
Author's Notes: Written for
spn_j2_bigbang 2011. Alt-s4 story line, if Ruby and Castiel were part of Team Free Will from the beginning. Thank you to everyone who helped me out on this one, absolutely could not/would not have done it without you.And a hundred extra thank yous, the kind made of puppy kisses and sprinkles, to
attempt_unique who was amazing to work with and who produced such amazing art for this fic. Please, please, please go to the art post and leave ALL the praise, because she completely deserves it. I am actually kind of freaking out to see it all together, because yowza, that's hot art. I am just giddy with happy.Take one demon and add an angel. Now subtract their powers and strand far from humans. The math is conclusive: it's time to get off the island. Even if it means paddling.
Masterpost: Always Darkest Before Dawn
Apr. 5th, 2011 10:18 pmBy
sunspot, aka: unavoidedcrisis.With artwork by
hollow_echos.Beta'd by
cherie_morte.Fandom: Leverage
Pairing: none
Rating: R (adults only)
Word Count: 29,900
Warnings: (temporary) character death
Author's Notes: Written for
apocabigbang 2010. Fusion based on Christopher Moore's A Dirty Job. Previous knowledge of that story absolutely not required. At least ninety-one thank yous to my fantastic beta, and ninety-one more to my fabulous artists. Thanks everyone! :)One of the mysteries of the universe is why Parker, of all people, gets the ability to see a soul after it departs the body of the recently deceased. They're glittery and she's Parker, so of course she starts picking them up, not knowing what they really are. Of course, she could just look in the instruction manual... but oh, no, Hardison's taken it.
Then the hellhound shows up and starts eating the doors off her cupboards, and Eliot is breaking into people's homes to threaten them with tape and knives. It's been a very stressful couple of weeks and all Parker wants is a vacation, or a nice, relaxing art theft, but now the forces of darkness (whatever that means) are bent on destroying the world. And then, if she somehow ever gets that mess sorted out, Hardison's been complaining that all his Hot Pockets taste like doom...
