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Can’t Fight This Feeling Anymore by keycchan
Fandoms: Nichijou | My Ordinary Life (Anime & Manga)
31 Jan 2026
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(“Looks like Sleeping Beauty woke up without her kiss!”
“... Why?”)
– God, just thinking about it again has Mio’s face feeling like it’s been set on fire. She’s got the AC on in her room at full blast and her blankets on the floor from how much she’s been tossing around, and she’s still overheating! Because of one! Stupid! Comment! Yuuko just had to say that one word, which totally threw Mio through a loop, and made the silence that stretched between them lie juuust that little bit too long to make it impossible to come back from.
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In which Mio overthinks, draws a buttload of denial manga, and realizes a thing or two about her best friend.
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Everything’s So Wrong & I Don’t Belong (Living in Your Precious Memory) by keycchan
Fandoms: Leverage
27 Sep 2021
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“Eliot, do you recognize him?” Hardison asks, slowly.
Eliot frowns. “Yeah, of course I recognize him, he’s the guy Sterling sent after me during the David job, fucker broke my ribs. The hell is he doing here?”
Parker and Hardison and Gail all trade glances that frustrate Eliot. Quinn — Quinn doesn’t even move. Just stays where he is at the doorway, brows furrowed, but gaze abruptly just… blank. Eliot feels an itch under his skin. Why is everyone looking at him like that?
“Why the hell is he here?” Eliot hisses when he can’t stand the silence, and hates the way Parker looks at him with what looks like pity.
“He’s your boyfriend,” is all Hardison says, and Eliot feels his brain go blank.
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Or: Eliot accidentally forgets Quinn. No one's happy about this.
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- Part 4 of an e/q collection
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Give Me Your Heart, Make It Real (Or Else Forget About It) by keycchan
Fandoms: Leverage
21 Sep 2021
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“You got a name, handsome?”
Oh, that’s a good sign. Eliot almost misses it. He’s too busy staring at the guy’s pretty mouth. He catches himself just in time, though, to meet those low-lidded brown eyes and say, “Name’s Eliot, and you should tell me yours.”
The guy winks. “Name’s Quinn, and you should buy me a drink.”
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Or: in which McRory's has live bands most nights of the week, and Hardison and Parker's rock duo gets a surprise third member. Eliot could not approve of him more.
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- Part 3 of an e/q collection
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It’s not like he wastes any time either, no fancy theatrics, no flexing his muscle like he usually does when he fights with Eliot (but Eliot isn’t here, is he, and that’s the entire point—) and there’s no need to knock the gun out of someone’s hands, if you could just break their hands. No need to punch faces if you can aim for their trachea. By the time they’re all on the floor, Quinn’s only got a few bruises to show for it, maybe some broken fingers here and there. He doesn’t care. He can spare a few fingers if it’s for Eliot.
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Or: Eliot gets captured. Quinn does what it takes to get him back.
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- Part 2 of an e/q collection
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Hardison talks to him about yesterday’s football game and Parker’s excitedly telling Quinn about her new lockpicking set and Eliot’s just eating his bacon and eggs, trying not to be too outwardly stunned about how he’s somehow done enough good things to deserve this.
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Or: Eliot just has a good day.
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- Part 1 of an e/q collection
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A collection of mostly disconnected e/q ficlets and drabbles. Ranges from gen to explicit, please read Author's Notes at the beginning of chapters for summaries and Additional Warnings.
c.1: Eliot, Quinn, some nails, a baseball bat, and sunflower oil. [T]
c.2: Quinn wakes up to his world crashing down around him. [M]
c.3: Eliot considers the idea of sloppy seconds. [E]
c.4: Eliot, Quinn, and love languages. [T]
c.5: The boys try a hand at makeup. [M]
c.6: A drunk Quinn is both incredibly frustrating and incredibly hilarious to see. And dangerous. [T]
c.7: Quinn worries quietly in the night. [G] -
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“Hey,” Eliot says, smiling sheepishly in Quinn’s doorway, covered head to toe in scuffs and blood, right eye sealed over with how much of it is running from a gash in his brow. He looks like he’d made a dramatic re-enactment of Carrie in an alleyway on a cheap, violent budget. “... You hungry?”
Quinn replies by grabbing him by the shirt collar and yanking him inside.
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Eliot has a shitty idea for a snack. Quinn's not impressed by it. There really isn't much else to it.
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“Isn’t that why you asked me over?”
Quinn looks up at him, raising a brow. “What?”
Eliot gestures vaguely at Quinn’s busted arm. “You can’t get out and you broke your dominant arm. What else did you ask me here for? Or, what, got a retrieval job you need me to do in your place?”
“Please, like I need your help to punch morons,” Quinn snorts, shutting the fridge. “I asked you here because I’m hungry.”
Eliot blinks. Then looks at the fridge, and looks back up. “You want me to cook the steaks for you?”
“No, genius. I’m hungry hungry, as in,” and here he puts on a really shit impression of an off-brand TV Dracula, “I vant to suhck your bluuhd, kind of hungry.”
Oh.
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Quinn's a vampire who needs a snack. Eliot owes him one. There really isn't much else to it.
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Joe, Nicky, and a bed to ride on.
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The siren from City Hall, the one that can only be sounded in case of danger. In case the city was under threat. In case they had to summon him, because the city needed him. Those sirens are the ones sounding in his ear right now.
He casts a longing glance at this screen, his hand still full of Lucky Charms. Maybe it’s a false alarm, he thinks. Maybe one of the other superheroes will handle it, or The Agency. It doesn’t have to be me.
Then his phone buzzes. He sees the notification: “BREAKING NEWS: FIREMASTER FARADAY RAMPAGING THROUGH CITY!”
Then: “ROSE CREEK REPORTER ALEJANDRO VASQUEZ CAPTURED AGAIN!”
Well, fuck.
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Or: The vague, anti-climactic superhero AU nobody asked for.
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Eliot gets Quinn in on a job that ends up going sideways. Now they have to stay alive and awake enough to make it back to rendezvous with only a pair of working legs between them.
At least Quinn knows how to run his mouth.
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and i will love (you've run your race; now walk with me) by keycchan for DivineProjectZero
Fandoms: Leverage
25 Sep 2020
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The trees are dense, road barely visible and spaces between the trunks narrow, but Eliot keeps going. The only way out is through, Quinn said. He keeps the windows rolled down, his eyes and ears peeled for any sign of enemies, of a possible trap. He doesn’t hear anything but the forest for now, the crunch of dead leaves signalling the start of fall, animals doing whatever in the distance, but he’s on guard anyway. For all he knows he could be driving right into a goddamn field of landmines — he just knows that Quinn needs him and needs him now and fuck, if that’ll be what kills Eliot, then so be it. He’s already signed up for that the first time he tasted Quinn in his mouth and knew he wanted to stay. Never a better time than now, right?
Goddamn it, Quinn.
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Or: Quinn finally calls in that favour and gives Eliot a heart attack (but it's okay, because there's beer and fishing.)
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Husbands, a couch, and copious amounts of cuddling.
Also, boob honking.
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It’s nice to spend time around the team, having lunch together on the roof or grabbing ice cream on the walk home, but Haru likes it best when it’s him and Makoto and nothing at all but the routine. Nothing but the ordinary. That’s one of the things he discovers over the week, really — another one of those not-so-revelations, another one of those things he’s known all along but never really took notice of until now, and it’s this:
Often, daily life is mundane.
Haru really likes the mundane, when it’s with Makoto.
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Or, Makoto works himself sick, and Haru stumbles across some epiphanies that aren't actually epiphanies.
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Two hundred years later, Adust is a father swallowed and spat out into a new world, almost everything and everyone he's ever loved gone and left him behind. Now he has to traipse the wastes, looking for the last remaining family he's got to call his own. But this world is new, more dangerous, vicious and merciless.
Fortunate, then, that RJ MacCready is there at his back.
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UPDATE: This current version of the fic is being discontinued to make room for a remastered version! If any old readers are still interested, please do read the latest chapter for details - and if not, have an excellent day!
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- Part 1 of and all i see are dark eyes
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“I believe in whatever gets you through the night. The night is the hardest time to be alive, and 4am knows all my secrets.”
“Maybe they did what they had to do to live, and tried to get a little love and have a little fun before the darkness took them.”
~ Lost Souls by Poppy Z. Brite
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Crime, murder, love, and dumplings in a future city at the bottom of the ocean. Come for the cybernetically enhanced cowboys, stay for the longing gazes and questionable life choices. Part of the 2019 Magnificent Seven Reverse Big Bang, inspired by keycchan's kickass art.
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“One bed per room. Queen sized. Time to pair up and share, gentlemen.”
“I’m with Red,” Billy declares, decisively and abrupt, before Red can even rub two braincells together to digest the situation. “Josh and Alejo should pair up.”
Billy looks inhumanly nonchalant. Josh is already making noise. Alejo looks torn between amused and infuriated, while Goodnight and Sam just look amused.
Not that Red would know. His cognitive function record-scratched after Billy’s mouth opened.
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Or: There's a wedding, there's a hotel, and there's only one bed. Red might be a little bit screwed.
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“Nick, you can’t be serious,” Judy speaks up all worried, snapping him back to the present, “You’re not going home until they make sure your vitals stay stable. And you are not going back into work so soon.”
Nick very, very gently shoves the dull ache in his chest aside to roll his eyes instead. Loudly. “Carrots, it’s just a stab wound. It’s not like I got shot or anything. I’ll be fine.”
Judy’s eyes bug out at him. It’d be funny in any other circumstance, just like when she starts gesturing wildly at air at the comment. “Just a stab wound — Nick! Being stabbed isn’t something you can just shrug off! You got stabbed!”
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This means he’s another person on Eliot’s list. Another person Eliot has to watch out for. And Eliot — with the conscience bigger than he could ever give himself credit for, who’s been searching for absolution for over a decade without knowing it’s been coursing through his blood all along — will do anything for the people he cares about. If Quinn gets hurt, Eliot gets hurt. If Quinn gets in trouble, Eliot gets in trouble. And when Quinn gets hurt and in trouble, it’s suddenly not just his problem anymore — it’s Eliot’s, too, and Quinn knows down to the barest bones of his soul that Eliot would fight god and walk backwards into hell for Quinn. To keep Quinn safe.
And that, more than anything since he started his career as a hitter, is what scares the shit out of Quinn the most.
Or: Quinn cares about Eliot, and Eliot cares about Quinn, and Quinn's counting the days until this gets them killed.