Comment-fic Fills
Leverage
Commitment - Eliot
Kid-Parker and Team
Sterling as a Father
Eliot's 10 Shirts
Eliot - Food Poisoning
Parker - She used to be happiest when she was alone.
First Date - Parker/Hardison
Leverage/Avengers - Sophie, Parker, Natasha kicking some ass (prompt & 50 word fill)
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It was like a wet dream coming true. Hardison watched the three girls on the monitors, Natasha and Parker making quick work out of a room filled with goons, Sophie making the governor sweat like he was being interrogated by a terrorist cell in the Middle East.
When a huge organization like S.H.I.E.L.D. approached you with the request to help them out, you couldn't really say no. Not when their arsenal of freaking superheroes consisted of brilliant people like Bruce Banner (thefreaking HULK) and Tony Stark (Hardison had been trying to hack into JARVIS for years, it was kinda a thing). So they were doing a job for the organization that required a little more subtle than the said arsenal of superheroes were capable of.
Natasha was a pretty decent grifter, which was why she made the cut. But they'd been made, and now the team was fighting their way out. One with words, one with fists and crazy martial art skills, and the last with stealth and a well-placed taser.
Parker dropped from the ceiling, tasering a man that was at least three times her size. The man fell forward just as Natasha spun out of his trajectory, kicking out with her leg and catching another man in the face with her heel. Parker ducked under the extended leg as the attached boot connected with nose, to jab a third man with the taser, just as he raised the 2x4 at Natasha's head.
"So you see, you're not dealing with just any commoner," Sophie was announcing into his ear, her voice filled with bravo and confidence, channeling some BAMF-ing spirit. "I'm the woman behind the crown, the finger on the trigger. Do you really think you can stand a chance against me? You can't even fathom the enormity of how insignificant you are to me. So put the gun down, and maybe, just maybe, I won't press the speed dial on my phone that'll have you rotting in a prison for the rest of your life."
Parker was gone from the monitor, and Hardison scanned it one more time - Parker had a tendency to disappear from view and he tried not to be too quick to panic when it happened. When he finally managed to get a read on her, the floor was littered with a dozen bodies that had been standing a minute ago.
"How're they doing?" Eliot asked, his voice catching - he was short of breath. It must've been a longer-than-usual fight with his batch of goons.
Hardison grinned as Natasha caught the taser Parker passed her, pressed it into the man's chest and tossed it behind her without looking - Parker jumped off the pipe she'd been climbing, catching the small device as she dropped down onto the second-to-last guy's back, getting him right in the ribs. "Kicking some serious ass," Hardison whooped, feeling incredibly proud of their girls as Natasha took out the final dude with a move that he was pretty sure required some kind of flying power. "And doin' just fine."
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Sick Kid-Eliot and Sophie
Commitment - Eliot
Kid-Parker and Team
Sterling as a Father
Eliot's 10 Shirts
Eliot - Food Poisoning
Parker - She used to be happiest when she was alone.
First Date - Parker/Hardison
Leverage/Avengers - Sophie, Parker, Natasha kicking some ass (prompt & 50 word fill)
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It was like a wet dream coming true. Hardison watched the three girls on the monitors, Natasha and Parker making quick work out of a room filled with goons, Sophie making the governor sweat like he was being interrogated by a terrorist cell in the Middle East.
When a huge organization like S.H.I.E.L.D. approached you with the request to help them out, you couldn't really say no. Not when their arsenal of freaking superheroes consisted of brilliant people like Bruce Banner (thefreaking HULK) and Tony Stark (Hardison had been trying to hack into JARVIS for years, it was kinda a thing). So they were doing a job for the organization that required a little more subtle than the said arsenal of superheroes were capable of.
Natasha was a pretty decent grifter, which was why she made the cut. But they'd been made, and now the team was fighting their way out. One with words, one with fists and crazy martial art skills, and the last with stealth and a well-placed taser.
Parker dropped from the ceiling, tasering a man that was at least three times her size. The man fell forward just as Natasha spun out of his trajectory, kicking out with her leg and catching another man in the face with her heel. Parker ducked under the extended leg as the attached boot connected with nose, to jab a third man with the taser, just as he raised the 2x4 at Natasha's head.
"So you see, you're not dealing with just any commoner," Sophie was announcing into his ear, her voice filled with bravo and confidence, channeling some BAMF-ing spirit. "I'm the woman behind the crown, the finger on the trigger. Do you really think you can stand a chance against me? You can't even fathom the enormity of how insignificant you are to me. So put the gun down, and maybe, just maybe, I won't press the speed dial on my phone that'll have you rotting in a prison for the rest of your life."
Parker was gone from the monitor, and Hardison scanned it one more time - Parker had a tendency to disappear from view and he tried not to be too quick to panic when it happened. When he finally managed to get a read on her, the floor was littered with a dozen bodies that had been standing a minute ago.
"How're they doing?" Eliot asked, his voice catching - he was short of breath. It must've been a longer-than-usual fight with his batch of goons.
Hardison grinned as Natasha caught the taser Parker passed her, pressed it into the man's chest and tossed it behind her without looking - Parker jumped off the pipe she'd been climbing, catching the small device as she dropped down onto the second-to-last guy's back, getting him right in the ribs. "Kicking some serious ass," Hardison whooped, feeling incredibly proud of their girls as Natasha took out the final dude with a move that he was pretty sure required some kind of flying power. "And doin' just fine."
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Sick Kid-Eliot and Sophie