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Let’s Steal A Get To Know Me Meme [3/10]

Favorite Ship - The OT3 (Alec Hardison | Eliot Spencer | Parker)

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*heart eyes x3*

bipercy  asked:

For the ship ask meme: the Leverage trio and percicobeth please :)

Leverage first! I’ll make a second post about percicobeth. : D

  • collects rocks
    • Parker. Sometimes she’ll pick up stones off the ground and keep them right next to her stolen diamonds and sapphires. It drives Elliot insane because “it’s just a rock parker!” but parker has gotten attached to owning things, to having things that just belong to her. Hardison thinks it’s hilarious.
  • takes pictures of the other while they’re asleep
    • Hardison. He thinks it’s so cute how big tough Elliot gets all cuddly when he sleeps. Sometimes he’ll slip out of bed just to watch the way Elliot furrows his brow in his sleep and reaches around for him, usually ending up wrapped around Parker. (Hardison usually sleeps in the middle because Parker and Elliot have weird space things and they both get twitchy without a clear route to the door.)
  • gets drunk and breaks shit
    • Hardison again. Elliot is way better at controlling himself while drunk and Parker doesn’t like alcohol.
  • can’t swim
    • Parker. She never had the opportunity to learn, or do any of that fun kid stuff. Elliot has a very minor and controlled freakout when he learns and spends the next month making sure that she knows and knows well. You’ll never know when you’ll need to swim for you life.
  • remembers to feed the fish
    • Elliot. He makes jokes about turning them into sushi (and then immediately turns around and goes “Don’t be stupid, these are entirely the wrong type of fish, they would taste terrible.”) but he actually takes great care of them and is absolutely anal about cleaning the tank.
  • puts up Christmas decorations in November
    • Parker. Given the chance, Elliot wouldn’t up any up at all, and Hardison likes to do it at the pub, but Parker will drag them both into it and end up covered in tinsel and fake snow. They indulge her, because she so clearly loves it.
  • sends inappropriate texts and SnapChats while the other is in a meeting
    • Hardison. He loves to get Elliot all riled up (because Parker won’t care, she’ll just text back in kind) but Elliot will come home all flustered and frustrated and push him up against a wall going “Dammmit Hardison,” in between kisses. 
  • makes Sims just to drown them in the pool
    • Parker. It’s worrying. Hardison kind of regrets intoducing her to the concept.
  • brings the other coffee at work
    • In an au where they all work at different places? Probably Elliot, because he can be very mother-hennish and they would probably just get starbucks without him and he can’t have that. As it is, none of them. Whenever they all want coffee they get it together because “I’m not your damn secretary.” 
  • takes gym locker room selfies
    • Parker. Once she is introduced to the concept, she loves it. Except it’s less gym selfies and more “Here is me at the louvre after hours” selfies. Hardison sets up an even strong encryption on her phone because he’ll be dammed if that’s what gets her caught.
  • signs them up for tennis lessons and a salsa-making class
    • Hardison. It does not go well. Elliot ends up taking over half the classes because the teacher is “doing it wrong, come on, you’re supposed to dice not slice, what’s wrong with you”
  • forgets to charge the other’s iPad and leaves it dead on the coffee table
    • Parker. Absolutely Parker. Elliot starts trying to hide his (ha. as if he can keep anything safe from her) and Hardison just keeps trying to find stronger and stronger batteries.
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Thirty Days of Leverage (1/30)

Thirty-day fic challenge, by me and zooeyscigar!

“Whoops!”

Everything happened at once. The teetering robot overbalanced, tilting too far over the edge of the chasm that was the central elevator shaft. Parker dove for it, and Hardison dove for Parker. A deafening clatter rang through the earwig before the noise-dampening circuits kicked in.

“Whoops!” Parker said again, her voice not at all strained from how she hung face-down over the elevator shaft. Only Hardison’s weight on her legs kept her from following the robot into the abyss.

Her hair swung like a pendulum between her outstretched arms. Parker 2000 — her green “I swear it’s not a replacement!” buddy — dangled from her fingertips.

Unperturbed by the descent, she lifted her head enough to look sideways and up at Hardison. She gave a cheerful grin and said, “Lost the earwig. Those things come out too easily, you know.”

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Thirty Days of Leverage - Chapter 2: Holding Hands

“Eliot! El—Mrph.”

Eliot’s hand clapped over Hardison’s mouth. “Quiet!” Eliot hissed into Hardison’s ear. With his free hand, he reached back and pulled the door closed.

Hardison jerked back enough to whisper, “Bad place! We can’t hide here!”

“Yeah? Where do you suggest we go?” Eliot hissed back at him. “There are at least six operatives out there —”

“It’s an electrical closet!” It came out more like a squeak than a whisper. “High voltage! We touch the breaker panels and junction boxes, we end up crispy critters!”

Eliot froze, feeling the space around him. He got both arms around Hardison and pulled him close, pinning his hands at his sides. “Then don’t touch anything.”