Thus far rather unnecessary sticky post of fic!

So, yeah, I've only got three four! SOME fics up so far. But two of them are of respectable length! And I intend to keep writing in this fandom for a while, so I figured I'd try to keep myself organized from the beginning, so... sticky post. ^_~

For now I'll just list everything. If the list gets too long (a girl can dream she'll be prolific), I'll break it into categories and stick it under a cut. [Just FYI, there is a LOT of stuff under that Assorted comment fic cut. I have a sickness, okay?]

Currently Available Fic Flavors:

Out of Context - link to master post - 33,500+ words of Nate and Eliot pre-slash, spanning their (imaginary) 12 year backstory through the end of season 2

Walk Beside Me - link to master post - almost 13,000 words of gen teamfic, wherein the team finds out Eliot has cancer. Not a deathfic, I swear, though it is angsty like whoa.

Flirting with Danger - Eliot and Sophie one-shot, short and flirty (much like Eliot)

Our electric storms and our shifting sands - Nate/Eliot, dark AU pre-series with oblique references to rape

Who's Got the Clicker? - silly fluffy gen teamfic

Connections 'verse - an Eliot/Maggie comment fic series that shows no sign of ending. Ficlets arranged in chronological order, more or less.
Connections 'verse post one
Connections 'verse post two
Connections 'verse post three

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(Comment) Fic: Born for Adversity

This started life as a comment fic response, and is still a comment fic response, but is waaaay too long for a comment fic. I'm still sticking it under that section in my index, though. Whee!

Title: Born for Adversity
Rating: R, I guess
Word count: 3,274
Pairing: none intended, really, though you can probably see some if you squint
Warnings: Guns and violence? And naughty language. And randomly made up backstory.
Spoilers: Leverage S3 finale, nothing specific for Inception
Summary: For tigriswolf's comment_fic prompt "Inception/Leverage, Eliot&Arthur, it's been awhile since Eliot saw his little brother" (theme was 'Prompt is the first line')
A/N: Title taken from Proverbs 17:17 - A friend loveth at all times, and a brother is born for adversity. Not because the fic is in any way religious. It is not. I just liked the phrase for these two. ^_^

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ot3 thoughts

What is this insanity. More comment fic. Argh.

I don't know, I don't know, I really, really love Nate/Sophie/Eliot, and I never write it!! Why tonight instead of sleeping? Why? XD

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In other news: have new laptop (YAY!!) running Windows 7 - can anyone explain to this idiot why it screws up my line spacing when I paste from Word into lj? *is so dumb and frustrated*
eliot and nate's aliiiiiive...

...and back to writing comment fic, maybe? Eh, why not, it's not as if there's anything else I need to be doing this month. ... OH WAIT.

Sigh. So, hi, tiny flist! Have a weird little second person exploration of one of my crackpot character theories. ^_^;;; I have been so, so blocked for so, so long, and even this much was like pulling teeth, so forgive me if it sucks, hmm?

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Hey! I wrote something that isn't comment fic!

Title: Who’s Got the Clicker?
Rating: G
Genre: fluffy, silly, gen teamfic
Word count: 1,466
Disclaimer: I don't own, or claim to own, anything related to Leverage, except for a couple of tee shirts and a coffee mug. This barely-edited ficlet is brought to you by an overload of Eliot/Maggie comment fic angst, I love it but it drains me, and also by my hc bingo card. :P
Spoilers: Set in Season 3, probably sometime around the Gone Fishin’ Job, but no specific spoilers, really.
Summary: A little silliness is sometimes a good thing, but Alec still wants his clicker back.

A/N: The game the team is playing is ‘Button, Button, Who’s got the Button?’ - a children’s game which pretty much consists of someone having to guess who, out of a group of players, is holding a button, or some small object. There are several variations of the game, and the team has made up their own. Because why not.

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