eliot’s dad is a football coach in a tiny town that was nearly destroyed by corporate greed and the first thing eliot is seen doing as mayor of the town they’re trying to save is playing football with a bunch of kids and encouraging them. screams
first rule of fandom is everything goes back to destiel
second rule of fandom is everything goes back to kirk/spock
third rule of fandom is everything goes back to holmes & watson
fourth rule of fandom is everything goes back to achilles & patroclus
Eliot Spencer is: Looks like a cinnamon roll, is actually a cinnamon roll AND Looks like a cinnamon roll, could actually kill you AND Looks like they could kill you, could actually kill you AND Looks like they could kill you, is actually a cinnamon roll
Eliot Spencer is the cinnamon roll avatar, master of all cinnamon rolls. Pass it on.
Nobody can resist a boop button!
so I know I'm not the only one who saw the United Healthcare news and immediately thought of Leverage
but my thought process was, if Leverage was involved, they wouldn't have been the ones to kill the CEO. not their style. so I'm imagining Leverage in the middle of this whole con to destroy the CEO when out of the blue someone else comes in and just murders him.
hardison: so i did all that *insert technobabble hacking nonsense* for nothing??
eliot: no offense to the shooter, but if we wanted him dead, i could have killed him so much cleaner and made it look like an accident. amateur move.
Tips for writing those gala scenes, from someone who goes to them occasionally:
Generally you unbutton and re-button a suit coat when you sit down and stand up.
You’re supposed to hold wine or champagne glasses by the stem to avoid warming up the liquid inside. A character out of their depth might hold the glass around the sides instead.
When rich/important people forget your name and they’re drunk, they usually just tell you that they don’t remember or completely skip over any opportunity to use your name so they don’t look silly.
A good way to indicate you don’t want to shake someone’s hand at an event is to hold a drink in your right hand (and if you’re a woman, a purse in the other so you definitely can’t shift the glass to another hand and then shake)
Americans who still kiss cheeks as a welcome generally don’t press lips to cheeks, it’s more of a touch of cheek to cheek or even a hover (these days, mostly to avoid smudging a woman’s makeup)
The distinctions between dress codes (black tie, cocktail, etc) are very intricate but obvious to those who know how to look. If you wear a short skirt to a black tie event for example, people would clock that instantly even if the dress itself was very formal. Same thing goes for certain articles of men’s clothing.
Open bars / cash bars at events usually carry limited options. They’re meant to serve lots of people very quickly, so nobody is getting a cosmo or a Manhattan etc.
Members of the press generally aren’t allowed to freely circulate at nicer galas/events without a very good reason. When they do, they need to identify themselves before talking with someone.
god. it’s eliot fucking spencer.
because it always has been eliot spencer.
eliot, who let himself be tortured, who resisted torture, in a situation he could get himself out of in five minutes, because they were torturing homeless veterans.
eliot, who only counts himself as saving someone’s life two and a half times because that half time he was the one sent to kill him.
eliot, who was willing to take down a billion dollar corporation, who begged nate to do everything he could, because of one guy with a hardware store and one near-closing grocery store.
eliot, who offered to kill a man for parker in less than a breath because she asked, who broke his rule on killing because nate could take down his biggest demon, who ran toward a bullet because he knew parker could take care of a city-killing virus.
eliot spencer, who started this season stabbed and bleeding, who was told someone didn’t want him to keep taking hits meant for him.
eliot, who was tired and just wanted his own bed.
he wakes up every day and acknowledges that he still has work to do.
and he never, ever, needed convincing to take down a corrupt mayor who was running drugs in his town. he knew that it needed to be fixed, what needed to be done to save the town, that this is the worst of it. he wanted more time. to do it right. so the surprises wouldn’t happen.
and if you’re looking at it, really looking, i think, parker doesn’t try to convince him to stay.
she knows he’s in.
because it’s who he’s always been.
Just once, I'd love for someone from Hardison's past to show up and attempt to throw a wrench in things
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can't believe the plot of leverage is literally 'man gets hired to be a project manager for Crime and then is forcefully adopted by the employees he doesn't want'
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