Apples don't fall very far from their trees. The child raised by the team would have some very interesting talents.

In response to the prompt The Losers/Leverage, Jensen & Hardison, dance break.

Hardison whistled under his breath and leaned closer. “I am all about the Monets and the Manets and all of that, but this? This is what I call art.”

Now, the man is looking at him with a curl to one side of his mouth that might be a smile. "I'm Nick Fury," he says. "Director of S.H.I.E.L.D." There's a pause, and Alec tries to think of something smartass to say, but he's got nothin'. S.H.I.E.L.D. It's like the frickin' Death Star, and not the one with the whoops-blow-up button, but the fully armed and operational battle station. He swallows.

Close encounters of the FBI kind.

"He's a collector," Neal said. // "Just don't get into trouble while we're gone," Nate said.

"If you three don't stop bickering," Sophie continued, just barely loud enough for the mic to pick up, "no one will ever find the bodies."

Alec Hardison, if pressed, would probably suggest that he subscribes to a post-modern definition of identity.

"'I won this all expenses paid vacation to scenic nowhere because you need a hacker," says Alec, talking before he realizes what he's saying, but when he listens to himself, it's pretty obvious. The corner of Fury's mouth curls up again, and Alec admires abstractly the way he manages to make it creepy as fuck while fighting the urge to try to sidle out of its range."

So then, because he’s Hardison, he created a fandom.

Leverage, Eliot + team, Eliot confesses to the team that he's an undercover federal agent

Eliot found a way to make his style work at Dalton Academy. It just worked a little too well.

Faith tries to pick up a cute girl. It has interesting results.

Six times Maggie heard “You’re adorable,” and one time she said it. Family / Friendship fic. How Maggie interacts with the team throughout the years, and how she grows.

Trailer mashup combining Leverage (TV Show) with the trailer for "Inception".

Eliot is an Immortal. Everybody copes.

trillingstar's prompt: I'd love to see the Leverage crew doing a job where they're all forced into holiday costume: Eliot in antlers and a scowl, Parker and Hardison in gaudy matching holiday sweaters, or something along those lines. (Eliot in antlers would be ♥!!) I love the whole team. Gen preferred, but any combo of any of them is also dandy!

Alec Hardison, if pressed, would probably suggest that he subscribes to a post-modern definition of identity.

Conversations with Parker rarely end where they begin.

"It was too nice a day to be cooped up in the car for long, and Neal knew from experience that if he loitered on the sidewalk, there was a good chance a timely piece of evidence—or a fleeing suspect—would come his way."

"He's a collector," Neal said. // "Just don't get into trouble while we're gone," Nate said.

Five things the Leverage team know about each other.

podfic of a tumblr fic by idyll

podfic of a tumblr fic by idyll

Sometimes, old warriors do get to retire.

Parker's cool with his body as it is; besides, sometimes it's handy in his line of work. He just wishes Sophie'd give up the girl bonding crap.

Leverage, Nate/Sophie, Someone( a Mark, or old friends) overhearing a phone conversation and assuming Eliot, Parker, and Alec are Nate and Sophies kids.

Leverage, Eliot and any, real men wear pink

"Nate sent me to my room again, remember?" Eliot replied dryly.

Archimedes said, "Give me a place to stand and with a lever I will move the whole world." That's nothing on what Nick Fury can do with a little ... leverage.

The original con artist stops by for a consultation at Bridgeport Brewpub.

"Can I? Can I? Who do you think you're talking to?"

Trying to figure it all out had been a pain in Eliot's occasionally scaly ass.

She was like Parker. Only deadlier. And even more broken.

written for the 2011 Female Character Trope Fest. Prompt: "undercover in a lesbian bar."

Natasha Romanova (Avengers) & Parker (Leverage) - "That is not happening."

Eliot is baking pies. Alec and Parker are hoping to eat pies.

Life was simple in his ledger until....

Everyone thinks Parker is severed when they first meet her.

Eliot gets called to come help his former commander.

The way I saw it, I had two options for this. One is the one where Hardison is a reincarnated space prince, Eliot is the rollerblading space werewolf sent for him, and Parker is a bounty hunter and they all end up teaming up. The other is, well …

Okay, team, let's go steal the Earth.

They just point him in the right direction and get out of his way, and he doesn't have to make decisions or ask questions. Just his fists, and knives, and every now and then a gun, because Eliot still hates them, but sometimes it's the only way out.

"There's a tiny scrap of a woman leaning against the wall near her. Jo's been too focused on the lack of readings, senses dulled by the white noise of the crowd. She curses herself silently."

Eliot tries to get to sleep with one too many body parts digging into him.

Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain. (An Alec Hardison character study.)

:Hardison has been to his fair share of what Eliot mockingly calls his Underground Hacker Speed Dating Meetups. And it’s always dudes. So many dudes. And they all look like Colin Mason’s uglier brother, plus there’s always at least one grizzly-ass, paranoid old conspiracy theorist with back in my day stories about the perils of dialup. Hardison’s always the best looking person in the damn place, basically -– and it ain’t even a close call. Until today. Because of course now that he’s happily with Parker, not one but two fine female hackers turn up to check out the merchandise. Note: a one-shot right now, but I may add more funtimes.

Creative solutions for Seasonal Affective Disorder, Leverage style. (So. Much. Fluff.)

In which Cordelia is rescued by team Leverage instead of team Angel.

Okay, team, let's go steal the Earth.