leahbeex + tm:s4   5

could it be the providence was leading you astray? by tomatoconveniencestore
5,585 words | “Charlton, I’ll need you to focus. Operation incapacitate the Monster with my own emotions is a go,” Eliot says, elegantly putting the book back on its shelf. He rolls up his sleeves, dramatically tightens his tie, and heads towards the doorway.

“What are you going to do?” Charlton scrambles up from the floor, decidedly alarmed.

“My worst fear,” Eliot says, rolling his eyes as if the answer should have been obvious. “I can show it my worst fear.”
The last time Eliot’s managed to overpower the Monster, it was through the power of his worst memory. So, he figures, wouldn’t it be even better to show it his worst fear?

|| A great fic that takes place in a sort of au mid-s4 type of setting!
quentin/eliot  rating.pg  00-05k  tm:s4  hurt/comfort 
april 2019 by leahbeex
Hold On by ohmarqueliot
1,649 words | He paced toward the couch and back again, filled to the brim with fight and nowhere to put it. Realising that his hands were shaking, he stopped at the kitchen bench, pressing his hands flat against the surface. He ducked his head, breathing, trying to breathe, trying to find some semblance of calm but he couldn’t move past the Monster’s carelessness with Eliot’s body. The thought of him killing Eliot because he was bored, or frustrated, or just to get a rise out of him sent a pani...
quentin/eliot  rating.pg13  00-05k  tm:post-406  tm:s4  hurt/comfort  angst  brotp:quentin.julia  warning:suicidal.thoughts 
april 2019 by leahbeex
Possession by yaskween
9,244 words |The Quentin before him hesitated in an unreasonably good impression of the real thing, and then seemed to take Eliot’s greeting as an invitation to sit next to him on the stairs. Eliot felt the warmth and weight of him as if he were real. He guessed that was because he had a pretty clear memory of the real Quentin’s warmth and weight beside him. Fifty years’ worth of memories, he corrected himself.

“Honestly? I don’t mean to be rude,” Eliot started, having trouble meeting Quentin’s...
quentin/eliot  rating.nc17  05-10k  tm:s4  angst 
april 2019 by leahbeex
The Wanting Then, the Needing Now by Page161of180
3,799 words | Alice’s decision was made, and there was no time to get any readier, because-- he was blinking, like he was finally becoming aware of where he was. And then he was stepping forward on legs that were unsteady like a newborn colt’s, and that should have made Alice like him more than she had in their past. Maybe it would have, if she wasn’t waiting to see if he was going to burn them all to the ground.

(And if the sight hadn’t made Q gasp, like he was seeing a miracle, just past her ...
quentin/eliot  rating.pg13  00-05k  pov:outsider  tm:s4  reunions 
april 2019 by leahbeex
Yes and Yes and Maybe Yes by hetrez
5,543 words | When Eliot was in the happy place, after he’d gained control of his body and then lost it again, he’d told himself he would do absolutely anything to make things right. Turns out “absolutely anything” is pretty goddamn spectacular when you’re free, and healthy, and you’ve got the most beautiful man in the world so turned on he’s shaking, because you’re showing him all the ways that he can say, “No,” and you’ll listen to him.

Or: consent porn, with feelings.
quentin/eliot  rating.r  00-05k  tm:post-409  tm:s4  tm:post-monster  pwp 
april 2019 by leahbeex

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